SnowDen! [Genin Exam] Req. Daisuke

[Kagami Miro]

“Tread carefully up the twisted path into the forest. Search for the butterflies of paper on a tree out of place. The trial of your exam begins…Daisuke.” An old travelling man read aloud for other passersby. A few other folks dressed in warm furs listened to what the man was reading off the wooden post impaled into the earth. “What’s it mean? Good fortune?” Another man asked. “Good fortune? Nothing good happens further into the mountains. They say those who venture too deep turn into frozen statues.” A displeased look fell onto everyone’s face and the lot of them grew quiet. “Alright, Let's take the left from this fork in the road....” The old man's voice trailed off and the crunch of snow beneath their feet subsided over time.

The sign in the ground wasn’t a fake. Slowly it grew covered in snow as flakes fell from the sky. Prior to the sign getting stuffed into the ground Miro had a paper butterfly find its way to Daisuke. The butterfly capable of tracking a person's chakra if the user had met them before. Fluttering carefully through the entirety of Kumogakure it followed the trail of blue chakra. Once the paper butterfly landed on Daisuke’s shoulder it could be opened. The inside read “Follow a beaten path towards the mountain. Look for a sign covered in snow at the serpent's tongue on the road.” There was no signature but who else could produce chakra infused paper into origami shapes throughout Kumogakure?

“What do you intend to do with him if he passes.” A silvery voice echoed inside her head. ‘Prepare him for the field of course. Like my Anbu master would have wanted.’ “That’s it?” ‘Hell no. I need more reliable ninja in the Anbu. Peace within Kumogakure won’t last forever. No matter how you want to view it…’ Mirō’s mind trailed off. With her back pressed against a leafless birch tree in a field of needleless pines she awaited Daisuke. The path to her wasn’t dangerous. However, the vast forest covered in snow that led to the mountain, it was easy to get lost if you weren’t careful. Arms folded underneath her bust and into each opposing sleeve. Her long white robe blended perfectly with the snow around her and the white paper farmer's conical hat kept snow off her head and allowed her ears to pick up the faintest movements.

[WC:400]
[Mirō thinking.]
[Mirō talking.]
[Naibu talking to Mirō.]
[Dm me if you have any questions. I'm sure we'll be in touch.]

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

Daisuke had simply been practicing his traps and poison when the paper butterfly landed on his shoulder. It was lucky that he was already geared up, covered from head to toe in black with his pouch on his back and his poisons attached to his belt - he had no clue that this was to be his Genin exam, but he could not have been more prepared for it. He was warmed up and ready, as he'd been practicing since dawn broke that morning, and his gear, while somewhat used, was still mostly fresh from the care he'd packed it the night before.

As the butterfly landed on his shoulder, he snatched it with a quick hand before it could flit away, if it would have, while his mind already thought back to his academy tutor, Mirō. He knew no one else who used Paper Jutsu as she had, so the likelihood of it being someone other than the ANBU Captain was slim. "Follow a beaten path towards the mountain. Look for a sign covered in snow at the serpent's tongue on the road,” he read aloud, twice. Obviously, he was already being tested... Without a real location on the paper, he thought about the mountain ranges of his home. While he had not left the Inner Village Zones much, he was aware of the surrounding geography, and the most immediate mountain that came to mind the was the Monumentum Deo, the largest, coldest, and most dangerous mountain range nearby - and obviously the only mountain that the ANBU Captain would think was sufficient enough for any sort of test. "Serpent's tongue... Serpents have forked tongues, easy enough. I'm looking for a fork in the road before the Monumentum Deo," he spoke aloud to himself as he got up, dusted himself off, and took off at a sprint towards Dragon's Tooth Pass, and then beyond.

----------- Some time later...

He had ventured farther than he had before, and the Monumentum Deo loomed closer and higher than it had ever done in his life. It truly was a terrifying landscape, capable of killing the reckless of all skill levels. Without knowing the exact landscape around him on his way to find this sign, he created a quick few handseals and created a Crystal Eye (M) in the palm of his hand. The eye floated from his grasp as he walked, and, as it got farther away from him, gave him a strangely disconnected but enhanced range of view. He kept walking his current direction as the eye moved elsewhere, scanning the base of the mountain for a snow-covered sign at a fork in the road. He himself was on a beaten path, but it could have been the wrong one... But it wasn't, as he found the sign before his eye did, which he summoned back to his side. Seeing as the Captain wasn't here, he'd likely need it a bit longer.

Brushing off the snow from the sign, he read it aloud, as well. "Tread carefully up the twisted path into the forest. Search for the butterflies of paper on a tree out of place. The trial of your exam begins… Daisuke." Giddiness began creeping through his limbs as he realized that he was ready to move on from the Academy, and he had the opportunity to do so. There was no way in hell that was going to fail - he had worked too hard to get this far, and his journey would not end here.

However, he was feeling the cold creep into his extremities... The mountain was no joke, and he would show its dangers the proper respect. With a few handsigns, chakra began coursing through his body, heating his body up to a fantastic degree through the use of his Immolation Armor (M). Feeling creeped back into his fingers and toes as he warmed up without the need of big furs. Seconds later, however, his clothing began to mirror his surroundings as he used his favorite ANBU technique, Active Camo - just in case there was anything out there that could harm him, he wanted to be as invisible as possible to it.

Using his crystal eye to scout ahead on the path to the right of the fork, he began walking deeper into the mountains, his excitement tempered by his carefulness as he moved as stealthily as he could up the freezing mountain.

[ MFT, WC 732 ]

 

[Kagami Miro]

The flutter of snowflakes never let up and the temperature continued to drop. The silence of Monumentum Deo could best be described as eerie. No rustle of trees blowing in the wind, critters dared not to venture out during the day. The creeping silence was bliss for some but spoke volumes to many. “AAAAAH!” A blood-curdling scream broke the deafening silence. A scream filled with horror echoed throughout the dense mountain range. What laid in wake of Daisuke’s path was one of misery.

“You vile Haritochi… You’ll never get away with this!” A woman dressed in foreign ninja garb sat up against a broken tree trunk. Her hand painted red as it desperately tried to cover the open wound on her stomach. Her heavy panting showed signs of confrontation with the other figure who loomed over her. The other woman brought her blade up to her mouth to lick the blood that stained it. Revealing to the wounded woman that she was her doppleganger. An exact copy of her. “Amekemuri love to spread lies until they’re back into a corner.” Her silvery voice lingered in the air. Blood stained her garb at her own gut too, it was a sight for sore eyes as both members looked identical to each other. “H-help me! Please anyone!” A desperate cry for help flooded the mountain ranges again. “Begging for someone to save you? Well how about give me my information before I remove your nails…” Her words trailed off… Followed by more desperate screams for help.

The forest that surrounded them was dense enough to remain hidden, listeners and passerby could easily hear her screams and words. But would anyone try to rescue the ninja in peril or plan to remain silent.

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

Daisuke was simply minding his own business, sneaking along up the path, when the blood-chilling scream pierced the air. He immediately stopped and crouched closer to the ground, holding his breath so that the small clouds of air didn't betray his presence. He was still as can be, his active camo keeping him hidden as he used his crystal eye to look around his immediate surroundings to make sure he was secure. And he was, he found after a few seconds of searching; so he got back up, albeit slowly and carefully to make as little noise as possible. He used Gravel Shift as he walked to help shift the snow back into place behind him.

Moving in the direction the scream had come from, he used the crystal eye to get as close as possible as silently as possible. He observed the two people through the use of the crystal eye until he was physically close enough to see, though he still used the eye to get a look at different angles. The most immediate thing to him was their similarity between physical features and even wounds... It stood out to him so starkly, and made him hesitate even more. There was something incredibly off about it.

He immediately pulled out a hidden launcher poisoned with twilight venom and set it next to himself, arming it to fire if he was attacked. Creating a few handseals, he created two specter shades from his shadow, both crouched as he was. He pulled two explosive notes from his pouch and, arming them to fire on destruction, attached one to each of the shades. Both shades pulled up the cloth face-covering around its neck, covering everything from their nose and below.

One of the shades moved a good fifty yards or so away from Daisuke, remaining hidden, while the other moved only about thirty to forty yards away in the opposite direction, so that the pair of unknown shinobi were nearly surrounded... But after that, he nor his clones moved a bit. They waited, and watched the two. The fact that they were identical, even down to the wound, made Daisuke even more wary than normal, and he was a usually overcareful lad. But something was off.

 

[Kagami Miro]

Fluttering carelessly was a paper butterfly high in the sky. Descending from the sky it perched itself on an empty tree branch above Daisuke. Unable to view what was happening the butterfly was capable of reading movement and retaining the information. An effective way of espionage Mirō had learned with years of paper jutsu mastery. Watching closely as Daisuke set up it was smart of him to play it passively and watch the two foreign ninja.

Daisuke’s eyes are about to feast upon a small glimpse of the shinobi world. The woman who loomed over the other slowly severed off each finger the dying woman had. Bombarding her with questions about her clan and their intentions the dying ninja didn’t give up. With each finger sliced off another bloody scream would radiate out into the forest. The dying woman's mind began to slip. That long bloody katana lifted the underside of her chin. Cold eyes glared into lifeless hues, “Tch. Dead already.” Without hesitation the sharpened edge of the sword pierced the woman's throat. Slashing outward to rupture and dismember the dead woman's head off her shoulders. With no shock from the Haritochi woman when no blood spilled from her neck she swiped her blade in the air to relieve her blade of blood.

Sheathing it back into her holster her nose twitched. Twitching and twitching the Haritochi woman sniffed the air. Her head looked down to the dismembered Amekemuri woman whose appearance changed back into something completely different than the other. Long black hair and different ninja attire. “You did well. Until you tried to copy me.” A mad cackle bellowed out from her. Those cold hues cut over to exactly where Daisuke was laying, but she didn’t move. “Heh.” A cocky laugh was the last thing she said before strutting off and away from her kill.

Little did Daisuke know the woman leaving was headed right towards Mirō’s location. Once out of sight the ‘Amekemuri’ woman dissipated into paper sheets that dissolved in the wet snow. The white paper origami butterfly remained perched above daisuke. Mirō saw through the woman's eyes. “Lay and wait...” Mirō chuckled, extending a hand out, paper butterflies moved to her outstretched arm and into her robe. Adhering to her skin like sheets of paper patiently awaiting Daisuke's arrival.

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

Daisuke watched from the bushes, frozen and unmoving. It was not because of the cold of the mountain seeping into his bones - he still had his immolation armor jutsu active, and was hot enough to cause the snow around his feet to have melted... No, he was frozen because, until that moment, he had been shielded from the true horrors of the shinobi world. He had never seen anything akin to torture firsthand, had never heard the screams that could be pulled from a human body. It was horrendous, and kept him from moving a muscle. He knew absolutely nothing about these ninja, and thus did not know where his power stood relative to theirs. He could be looking at a shinobi strong as Tsuyoshi-sama... In which case, he would not stand a chance.

At the very least, however, he could observe and learn what he could about this shinobi. She had a katana, which was very rarely a weapon held for show. If she was a Taijutsu specialist, then Twilight Venom would be more use than Plexistim, a Ninja Wire Trap and Explosive Notes attached to clones or kawarimi targets would probably be the best traps to use, as well, and perhaps an oil trap to mess her grip and movement. He kept it in mind, even if he still stood completely still, going so far as to keep his breathing as silent and quiet as possible.

He waited until she was gone from his sight and he couldn't find her with his crystal eye before he stood, releasing a heavy breath that he'd been holding. He had no idea where she was, it was like she had disappeared... So Daisuke was far from relieved. He could swear she had looked right at him... But that was impossible.

Regardless, he kept his clones up, though he disarmed his trap and put it back into his pack before he began back on the path up to Mirō. They created a small triangle formation, himself walking the path while the clones scouted his sides and back, allowing him to drop his crystal eye jutsu. They would call out to him when they found something...

And one of them did. "Ayo, there's a funky tree over here!" One of the clones called out, drawing the attention of the other clone and Daisuke. Both walked over in the direction of the voice, quickly coming upon the clone and the tree. It looked completely out of place in this frigid, hostile land. Like someone had put it there for the express purpose of drawing attention...

"Paper butterflies all over it... You guys think we're in the right place," Daisuke questioned out loud. They both looked at him and scoffed, as if all three of them didn't know the answer. "Uh, who else does paper stuff, dude... Where's Mirō?" Immediately after the clone asked, all three of them split up to circle the tree, occasionally calling out the name of the ANBU Captain.

 

[Kagami Miro]

As the young academy student left the severed body to its own volition it too crumbled and broke down. Dissipating into sheets of paper that dissolved in the snow. Miro was able to project paper clones and transform them into whatever she pleased. The horrific screams, just samples of her sad past. The screams of torture and pain, some were even her own.

Paper butterflies fluttered carelessly above snowy branches. Standing in plain sight, Miro seemed to step into reality from behind the tree Daisuke and his clones circled. Red eyes spotted the correct Daisuke and directed her voice at him. “Made it here quietly I sense. Anything suspicious on your way here?” Underneath her white hat a fine brow rose into the air. Testing his response, even though she knew exactly what had happened. Moving closer Miro pulled out a traditional reading scroll from within her long white robe. Extending an arm outward to hand over the scroll into Daisuke’s hands. “Read it, then get rid of it.” Her tone of voice was serious. Even though this was an exam, improper disposing of Kumogakure scrolls would be detrimental to the village.

Once Daisuke opened the scroll it would reveal a small hand drawn map and a list of simple instructions written in japanese. The map was of a small compound further north of their current position. With the terrain becoming rockier as they scale the mountain, it harbors less cover than with the foliage of the forest they’re in. The instructions read:

“1). Enter the compound. 2). Search for the main building. 3). Take the black scroll. 4). Rendezvous at tree when done. Alone.”

The map was a bit harder to read. No sign of key notes made however the compound was relatively small. Four buildings, two smaller ones and the latter were harder to distinguish. Miro stepped back once she handed off the scroll. “Be swift. Bring what is asked back to me and you’ll pass.” Her final words slipped past soft lips. With a 180 turn Miro rose her hand into the sky, and slid it down to her knees gracefully. Midnight black sheets of paper appeared at the apex of her hand motion. As it slid down a black void opened up like a unzipping zipper before she stepped in.

The void portal quickly zipped up behind her. Little did Daisuke know, Miro was on her way to the compound herself to set up more paper clones in the abandoned campsite.

​

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

"Yeah, there was a few strange shinobi who looked they had just finished a fight," Daisuke revealed as he bowed in respect to the ANBU. The clones followed suit in bowing, before they disappeared from existence with a puff of smoke as the Academy Student stopped maintaining them. "I chose not to engage, as neither was of Kumogakure. Haritochi and Amekemuri... Do those ring a bell? 'Cause doesn't for me." He neglected to reveal that the main reason was because he was frozen like a deer in headlights (what were headlights?) from the sight of the torture... But it would not happen again.

He accepted the scroll and unrolled it, reading it twice and committing the task and map to memory. He could feel the adrenaline starting to pump through his veins as he could (metaphorically) see the end of his exam... He nodded as he was instructed to get rid of it. He had not been taught the proper way to dispose of sensitive scrolls, but he tossed the scroll about a yard away from both of them and, after he created a few handseals and inhaled a huge breath of air, spewed a stream of Dragon Fire at the scroll until it was charred to ash. For good measure, he released a stream of Pressurized Mist at the charred remains, soaking them with moisture and scattering them to the wind at the same time.

He nodded as she gave him her final parting words, before entering through some strange paper-void-thing. How he longed to be strong enough to do something as cool as that... He sighed, before he stretched a bit as he looked in the direction of the compound based on the map. He didn't know what would be waiting for him at the compound, so he had to be ready. He summoned another pair of Specter Shades, and all three of them pulled up their hoods and scarves so that the only thing that could be seen was their eyes. He attached explosive notes to each of them, and again set up a hidden launcher (attached to his own leg, this time) poisoned with twilight venom to fire when he was attacked. Each of the three had a single use of a ninja wire trap, so that they could string up and hinder any opponent they faced.

And with that, they were ready and off to the compound, moving quickly but quietly with Active Camo still covering them. It did not take very long for them to make it to the compound, seeing all four buildings that had been depicted on the hand-drawn map. Nothing about the buildings gave them any hint of whether they were the main or not, so he simply went with the closest to them, a smaller building.

One of the clones entered first, followed by Daisuke himself. The last clone stood at the door, keeping a watch out for anything outside.

[ MFT, 489 WC ]

 

[Kagami Miro]

“What do you think boss does in the bunker all day?” A goon looking at his hand of playing cards spoke out to the others. Another next to him took a heavy swig of his drink before slurring his words. “He probably jusss… goes over his plans while sitting on hish throne…” Falling forward he laid his head on the table. “Idiots. Do you want to die? Keep your thoughts about the boss to yaself. We don’t need him angry again. If you want to know so badly why don’t you go knock on his bunker door atop the compound. See if he’ll tell you.” The blonde haired man rolled his eyes. Soon after he revealed his poker hand to show a straight flush. With a devilish grin the man hovered over his winnings, scooping them up they all froze.

Each man stood right up as the door to their cabin mysteriously opened up. Letting a harsh cold breeze in and siphoning their warmth. “Huh?! Which one of you jack asses left the door open?” The blonde roared, the other sober man gripped his crossbow tightly. Loading a bolt he aimed it at the doorway. “It was shut. Who’s there!” The blonde man waited no longer, gripping his chair he proceeded to launch it at the door. The three men slowly approached the doorway with intent to attack anyone who let all the warm air out of their cabin. A paper butterfly fluttered in after the door had opened, subtly resting itself on the ceiling to watch what was happening below. The men were armed with swords and one crossbow. Their skill in combat was commendable but what is that compared to a ninja?

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

As Daisuke and his specter clone slipped inside the room of men, he quickly took note of their weapons and clothing. They looked like civilians, albeit a bit rougher and more dangerous than the average. Nothing about them even hinted at the idea that they're shinobi, from the swords and crossbows they wielded to their strange stances and terrible reactions. They seemed to be more than a random, rag-tag band of mischiefs... Coordinated, but barely so.

Daisuke used the shadows, his active camo, and slow, careful movements to position close to the crossbow-wielding man, while the specter stood stock still, watching and waiting in the shadows. It took only seconds until the boy was in a good position, out of the men's line of sight while they were focused on the now-open door and the cold winds howling outside.

The student's hands flashed into handseals as he set a Black Eruption (Special Action) to strike at the two sword-wielders in the next three seconds - one of his favorite shadow jutsu, basically a trap in itself. Three... Daisuke nodded twice at the specter from across the room, signaling that the trap had been set and was ready to fire in two seconds. Two... Daisuke's attention landed on the crossbow-wielder as his hands moved up and into action, flashing just as quickly into action as before. One... Suddenly, from across the room, a Scalding Ash Cloud spewed from the specter's mouth to envelop the heads and upper bodies of the pair of swordsmen, eliciting a cry of surprise and pain as the hot ash burned them. At that moment, Daisuke finished his seals and demonic claws sprung from the shadows around the crossbowman, reaching out to grab him and trap him in an Underworld Prison jutsu just as his attention was focused on his screaming companions.

Zero... Spikes of shadow from the delayed Black Eruption suddenly shot out from the walls, floor, and ceiling around the two swordsmen enveloped in a cloud of ash, sharper than the steel they held in their hands and more bloodthirsty than shadows usually are. Daisuke wasted no time in running over and taking the crossbow from the shadow-bound man, remove and throwing the bolt before tossing the weapon, hard, against the wall. He moved close enough and put his hand around the man's neck as the shadow claws slammed him into the ground.

"Hello, there. Where's the main building?"

 

[Kagami Miro]

That paper butterfly moved cautiously on the support beams in the small cottage. Taking note of Daisuke’s movements it remained still as to not get entangled in his shadow jutsu. Going through the front door was never a wise decision, even in stealth. Traps could’ve been set up and having zero information about who is sitting inside sometimes led to unfortunate incidents. Daisuke could’ve played to his strengths remaining in camo and peering through the windows but his confidence in his jutsu synergized perfectly with his plans.

It only took three seconds for the young student to cause disarray and entangle the goons that lay within the cottage. Cries of pain echoed out from the two men who were armed with swords. Scalding hot ash burned and ate away at their flesh.

In a bunker a large man's ears twitched at the sound of goons in peril. A wicked smile crept up on his lips.

​

With two men rolling on the floor, writhing in pain, they soon passed out from shock. Daisuke’s attention turned towards the bound man in the shadows. Pestered with the question, “Where’s the main building?” Gritting his teeth the man feared what would happen if he spilled the beans. The leader of the brigand was fearsome and merciless. Weighing his options he was running out of time. The shadows that bound him grew more and more taut by the second. “Y-you’ll never beat him… He’ll avenge us!” The bound goon cried out, “The back of the room… underneath the mat…” His eyes loomed into Daisuke’s with honesty.

In the back of the room laid a shoddy rug, underneath was a trap door. The tunnel was dimly lit with singular light bulbs that dangled from the ceiling every couple feet. It led right into the bunker that contained the black scroll needed to complete the exam. If Daisuke were to venture through the tunnel, at the end would be a ladder to an unlocked hatch. Waiting there would be a towering man counting gold coins on a wooden table. There’s no other entrances to the bunker except for the trap door. Making him aware of anyone who entered the hideout. He waited patiently inside, reviewing the contents of the black scroll while periodically counting golden coins.

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[Shinrya Kosuke]

As the two sword-goons fell to the ground in screams that soon ceased with their minds slipping into unconsciousness, Daisuke kept his focus on his captor at hand. The specter followed suit, creeping past the still bodies on the ground to hover over Daisuke and the struggling form of the crossbow-goon. Both of the dark-eyed boys looked down at the man with an unflinching, unblinking, merciless gaze as they waited, silently, for the information they wanted. Nay, needed; he could not pass the exam without it, after all.

'Exam...' He had forgotten this was one. It felt far more like a mission, with precious information hanging in the balance. And so he turned back to the struggling man, peering down at the goon without saying a word. Eventually, he did squawk and give them what they wanted as his frantic struggles grew softer. Back of the room, underneath the mat. Such an often-used but still somehow useful hiding place for a secret lair.

"Thank you for the information," the boy replied sincerely, before each him and the specter took turns punching the goon in the face until he was as unconscious as the other, maybe even more so. The shadowed claws disappeared from the now-still goon, and so did the specter next to Daisuke and the other keeping guard at the door as Daisuke dropped his maintains in preparation to face the leader of these pitiful goons.

He quickly made his way to the back room, and threw off the mat with as much confidence as he entered the building. He clambered down the latter and walked down the tunnel with eyes sharp, tinkering and setting his traps as he went, until he finally set eyes on the large man counting coins.

"You got a black scroll? 'Cause I kinda need it, man."

[ MFT, 299 WC ]

 

[Kagami Miro]

The only light source was from the thin air space so look from inside the bunker and out. Through the darkness a man dressed in traditional japanese garb peered through the darkness. Flicking a switch underneath the table the bunker lit up to show the surrounding room. With a chuckle the man propped his head up with his arm on the table. “This one?” In his right hand a black scroll was held up at his side. “You’ll have to take it by force. Shinobi are sending kids to deal with bandits now?” His voice boomed out. His chair pushed back as he stood “I, Ichihara Genma, will send a message to your superior.” A wicked smirk appeared on his lips while his left thumb flicked the hilt of his blade out of its sheathe.

[Calling Bmod.]

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

Welcome to your Modded Fight!

I will be your moderator for this fight! Send, in a PM, your actions and all your battle information: Stats, class, abilities, jutsu, items, weapons, etc.



For this fight as there is multiple people, you will need to specify who are your allies and who are your enemies in your opening actions.



All rolls for this mod will be done in the B-Mod rolling channel and placed into the Mod for ALL to see. Keep it clean and keep it fair people.



When sending this information, I would prefer to have hyperlinked stuff or regular links. This greatly decreases the time it takes for a moderator to mod as it cuts down on searching.



If you feel that I may miss something, please feel free to add in a list of passives or effects that you wish to be given special attention, or just a list of all of your passives works as well, whichever.



Lets have a nice fun fight on this one, remember both of you will be under a 48 Hour time limit since the B-Mod goes up. Right now lets get ready to rumble!​

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

"That's the one, sir," Daisuke responded respectfully as the tall man held up the black scroll. He kept eyes on it before he met the bandit's face and stared, unblinking as he took in his surroundings. Not much in the way of things to hide behind, but he could certainly make do. He idly cracked his fingers as the bandit continued speaking.

The boy rolled his eyes rather disrespectfully. "They're sending kids because you are no more than a test of skill." Daisuke gave him a strange thumbs-up as he stepped forward.

"May the best boy win."

[Actions sent]

 

[Kagami Miro]

Ichihara let out a bolistering guffaw at the adamant young kid. Drawing his blade he gripped the hilt and held the fine blade directly at Daisuke. "I'll hold you for ransom. If nobody cares I'll send you to slavery." A wicked grin painted hip lips before bolting forward.

[Actions sent]

 

[Uchiha Takeshi]

Ichihara Genma HP: 12,000 - 50 - 910 = 11,040 CP: 8,000 - 181 - 181- 256 = 7,382 AP: 6 - 0.5 - 1.25 - 1.25 - 1.75 = 1.25 AP = 7 AP Next Round Maintains: Slashing Style Status: Under Genjutsu​

Yamada Daisuke HP: 9,250 CP: 11,400 - 560 - 70 - 235 + 91 = 10,626 AP: 6 - 2 -1 - 0.5 - 1.25 = 1.25 AP = 7 AP Next Round Maintains: Genjutsu, Active Camo Status: Stealth​

Round 1

0 Seconds - Daisuke enters into Stealth!
0 Seconds - Genma uses quickdraw to equip Oor
0.83 Seconds - Genma enters into Slashing Style
2.913 Seconds - Genma uses Full Circle against Daisuke
- Genma awareness check vs Daisuke 18 vs 25 (Unaware)
3 Seconds - Daisuke Stealth check
- Genma is unaware where Daisuke is (16 vs 25)
3.33 Seconds - Daisuke activates Camo
4.996 Seconds - Genma uses Full Circle against Daisuke
- Genma awareness check vs Daisuke 22 vs 23 (Unaware)
4.996 Daisuke does a Gejutsu action against Genma 17 vs 15 (Hits!)
5.829 Seconds - Daisuke equips Chikara no Makihige
7.912 Seconds - Genma uses Vanishing Slash against Daisuke
- Genma awareness check vs Daisuke 26 vs 34 (Unaware)
7.912 Seconds - Daisuke does a Hidden Action against Genma 28 vs 18 (Hits!)




Notes:
Any questions feel free to DM me.
Genma Ran out of AP to do the actions​

 

[Shinrya Kosuke]

"Catch me if you can," Daisuke said as he simply vanished from sight, just as Genma had moved towards him. It was as if he had simply melted into the shadows near the doorway, and Genma's sword struck only air. "I'm not over there," would be the only thing Daisuke said as Genma slashed at empty air not once, but twice, only to be suddenly struck by pain behind his eyes. To Genma, it was like the room shifted when he turned, and a new, darker area was at the corners of his vision at every moment.

"I'm here," Daisuke said as the chakra blade he maintained from his arm struck flesh, and he slipped back into the shadows.

[ Sending actions ]

 

[Kagami Miro]

While darting forward the kid backed up into the shadows. Ichihara came to a sliding halt, hands clasping his katana in a fighting stance. His eyes looked left and right, up and down and all around trying to spot the shadowy ninja. A faint twitch at his eyelid followed with a shock of pain. Even with how quiet he was Ichihara could’ve sworn his sword nipped the ninja. “Hide and seek? Kids games.” A slash across his left pectoral was made causing him to grunt in pain. When his eyes opened up… Did his eyes open up? The world slowly grew darker around him. “You’re going to have to strike harder than that to finish me.” The hilt of the katana was brought to eye level. Genma lurched forward with a stylish spin.

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[Uchiha Takeshi]

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Ichihara Genma Barrier: 1,854 - 253 - 1,210 - 620 = 0 HP: 11,040 - 5,175 = 5,865 CP: 7,382 - 560 - 60 - 370 = 6,392 AP: 7 - 2 - 0.5 - 1.75 - 1.25 = AP = 7 AP Next Round Maintains: Slashing Style Status: Under Genjutsu​

Yamada Daisuke HP: 9,250 CP: 10,626 + 342 - 35 - 280 - 750 - 730 = 9,173 AP: 7 - 0.5 - 0.5 - 2 - 0.75 - 2.5 = 0.75 AP = 6.75 AP Next Round Maintains: Genjutsu, Active Camo Status: Stealth, Combat Assassin Style Shadow Clone One HP: 1,140 CP: 1, 140 AP: 1.5 = 1.5 AP = 2.5 AP Next Round Maintains: None Status: Stealth Shadow Clone Two HP: 1,140 - 1,221 = - 81 = Poof CP: 1, 140 = Poof AP: 1.5 = 1.5 AP = Poof Maintains: Poof Status: Poof​

Round 2

0.71 Seconds - Daisuke enters into Combat Assasin Style
1.42 Seconds - Daisuke unequip his weapon
2.85 Seconds - Genma casts a Barrier
3.56 Seconds - Genma uses Arching Slash against Barrier!
- Barrier is now gone!
4.26 Seconds - Daisuke uses Spectre Shade to Create a Clone
- Auto Stealth, Auto Unaware for Clones!
5.35 Seconds - Attach Explosive Note to Clone 1
6.06 Seconds - Genma uses Vanishing Slash against Barrier!
- Genma awareness check 26 vs 25 (Aware)
- Genma attacks a Clone! 21 vs 18 (Hits!)
- Clone one goes poof!
7.84 Seconds - Genma uses Cross Rip against Daisuke
- Genma awareness check 16 vs 22 (Unaware)
8.92 Seconds - Daisuke does a Hidden Action against Genma 34 vs 29 (Crits!)





Notes:
Any questions feel free to DM me.
Due to Clone Summon time move would go over 10 Seconds​