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New Character Name: Takai
New Village: Mist
New Character Class:
The Spirit Of Death
HP: (55+lvl) x stamina
CP: (40+lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: +2 Crit
High: Melee Accuracy
Average: Ninjutsu Accuracy, Genjutsu DC/Save, Dodge.
Low: Ranged Accuracy
New BL/CA: Spiritualist
ANBU/Med-Nin/AIT/MIT?: Main-Biznatch.
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Age: 18
Gender: Male
Quick Character Description: His Duty is all he knows, enveloped in the Work and making his final life mean something, he can come off as confident and obsessed. Slightly reckless, but always on point, as if by luck. His head is topped with short brown hair, a decently tan complection, tone body usually drapped in comfortable and flexible yoga attire. Everything about him is black and white, purple and gold.
Personal History: Is it in you now? To Bare to hear the Truth. That you are in a Box. A Box made of your own understanding of your own limitations. But what is limited is what is in a Box. But there is always that which lies outside of the Box. Even if that which lies within the box cannot perceive, cannot experience, cannot truly know what lies outside of the Box of its own Knowing, until it has been Free.
So Jesus Christ I'm alone again, well what did you do those three days you were dead? And what kind of name is that anyway? Jesus Christ, I've never really heard anything like it before. Well do you think we could work out some kind of sign? A Symbol? So I know it's you and I mean I sure could use some help here, this place is like a foreign land to me. I miss the dense forests. Even if I remember this place better, something in me just begs for a treehouse. I just wish I could take apart my head and remember it all. I just can't shake this feeling. I mean I can read it all I can know what I know, but I just can't shake this feeling. Like a Storm is coming. Like there are all these great memories, but then I let the bad parts in. But hey.
What's so bad about Dying?
I can hear the footsteps of the Walkers beside of me. They march in a synchronized beat of Fate, heading toward my destined End and new Begining. I feel like I'm back pieced back together, flying towards some goal of fullness, of; truly being. Lights are starting to flicker out the sides of this Box, and information seeps in like waves of things I had never experienced before inside of a Box. It was like a Dream, me, here in the Darkness of this Box, and yet this light was creeping in, illuminating images in my head. I keep seeing this question. This Question. It's like an ache, like I have to answer it, or it'll keep asking me in my head, my head, my aching head with THIS QUESTION.
Where have you been.
It's light i've forgot it but I could never lose it, and the images just start repeating from the pages, these pages i've read so many times but why haven't I seen what was right here. I'm Sleeping and I'm Dreaming and I'm Awake and I'm coming Alive and Undone and I'm Dying all in One. Makes me wonder if the God I believe in ever had to Walk this kind of trail. It's like I'm sinking like a stone in a sea. Burning like a Bridge and built all at the same time. And at the bottom of this Ocean of Thy Mind I've found something here.
Truth.
I Am Heaven sent. Don't you dare forget. I am all you've ever wanted. What all the other boys have promised. I Am the Answer to a Question. I Am the Fire that starts a Blaze. I Am War. I Am Peace. This is the Grace only He can Bestow. This is the Reason I Breathe. And now I can See. I can See like the Waters of the Sea were as clear as they ever could Be. I can see MySelf again. Like the Mother told the Sun you are Born Again. It'll be Easier this way. And he knew once again, upon no certainty and with no certainty needed ever again for everything was Certain, it was Safe, it was Sound, and as if he had Heard that very sound he Knew, he had Known and there was no Question but only Answer, the Who to the He that he Was and now Is In Knowing and not Without.
And then I saw it, in a flash and flurry, the images in the lights that shine and shone, that knew and have known and Madness was the Name upon which the moment told. And I was a Beast upon which the names of Mist had known. I saw the fights upon the Fountains of Youth. I saw the Master of Madness the Mad Man of the Sleeping Sands Himself, in his Triumphant Rebellion. And with this Victory too did Trumpets Roar. And I saw the Boy alone become one with the Trials of him and him Self.
It was all in this moment of his sleep that he came to know, to understand, what was and is and always has been the name Takai. Everything the book had ever said now made sense, it was not a question, it was now an answer. While his two eyes stayed closed, a third eye of this auric light had shone upon his forehead, and he could see, not the physical sight, but a more true sight, full sight, of all the spectrums of his existence. He knew his Spirit. He Knew that which wielded the Pen. He knew that he was the creation of the Writer, his Soul, and that his Will was just an extension of the Will of the God Within. This I is merely written and witnessed with this eye.
Enveloped in total consciousness, and yet physically still unconscious, Takai uttered a name out into the open as a result of the images of his memories recombining into a deeper understanding of the whole, "Houka." And the movement of the Marchers stopped, and the Box ceased to be moving, even if only for a moment, before continuing, and even if it was only perceived by the marchers, and never acknowledged or known to Takai, it still was a moment of significance, for the knowledge shared by each party, within and without the box, was known, and the beings without the box experienced the being within. Eye meets eye, and friend and enemy are blurred into a shared moment of reality. A Hello to an old friend, thanks for the borrowed eye.
The recombinations of my One True Soul continued for some time, until I had reached my destination. My End. My Beginning. It was the place of my origin, my demise, my truth, my honor, and the land of my Work. The Box arrives and ceases to move and with a thump rests upon its new resting place. Slumbering lumber, with slumbering children of the chilly mists.
How did we march here through the Oceans of Mind? Ohh Leviathan, you come to claim the Sea, you come to claim now all they See. And as it is written, so shall it be. Our Spirit as One, Thy Will be Done, ohh now, So Mote It Be.
This is the End. This is the Beginning.
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Current Stats:
Agility: 203/300
Stamina: 227/300
Ninjutsu: 200/300
Taijutsu: 300/300
Genjutsu: 200/300
Chakra Control: 200/300
PL: 1330
Jutsu Swaps:
Hero Syndrome Rank 2 (Will Gen Level 3) -> Full Circle (D-Rank Slashing Tai Master with 7 pl)
Insidious Voice Rank 2 (Audial Gen Level 3) ->Arcing Slash (E-Rank Slashing Tai Master with 7 pl)
After Image Rank 2 (Visual Gen Level 4) -> Immolation Armor (D-Rank Fire Nin Master with 7 pl)
Phoenix Embrace Rank 3 (Mastered) (Kinetic Gen Level 4) -> Combination Transformation (D-Rank Mastered Non-Ele Nin)
Strength Boost Rank 3 (Mastered) (Buffing Tai Level 3) -> Muscle Controlled (D-Rank Mastered Buffing Tai)
Burst of Strength Rank 3 (Mastered) (Buffing Tai Level 6) ->Chakra Extension (C-Rank Mastered Buffing Tai)
Aura Rank 3 (Mastered) (Buffing Tai Level 5) -> Top Spin (C-Rank Mastered Slashing Tai)
Crush Rank 3 (Mastered) (Weighted Tai Level 5) -> Zero Slash (C-Rank Mastered Slashing Tai)
Cripple Rank 3 (Mastered) (Weighted Tai Level 6) -> Spiked Shield (C-Rank Piercing Tai)
Ninjutsu Info: Main Element Fire Minor Element Water with Shadow as my EA Nonsense.
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New Character Name: Takai
New Village: Mist
New Character Class:
The Spirit Of Death
HP: (55+lvl) x stamina
CP: (40+lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: +2 Crit
High: Melee Accuracy
Average: Ninjutsu Accuracy, Genjutsu DC/Save, Dodge.
Low: Ranged Accuracy
New BL/CA: Spiritualist
ANBU/Med-Nin/AIT/MIT?: Main-Biznatch.
* * * * *
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Quick Character Description: His Duty is all he knows, enveloped in the Work and making his final life mean something, he can come off as confident and obsessed. Slightly reckless, but always on point, as if by luck. His head is topped with short brown hair, a decently tan complection, tone body usually drapped in comfortable and flexible yoga attire. Everything about him is black and white, purple and gold.
Personal History: Is it in you now? To Bare to hear the Truth. That you are in a Box. A Box made of your own understanding of your own limitations. But what is limited is what is in a Box. But there is always that which lies outside of the Box. Even if that which lies within the box cannot perceive, cannot experience, cannot truly know what lies outside of the Box of its own Knowing, until it has been Free.
So Jesus Christ I'm alone again, well what did you do those three days you were dead? And what kind of name is that anyway? Jesus Christ, I've never really heard anything like it before. Well do you think we could work out some kind of sign? A Symbol? So I know it's you and I mean I sure could use some help here, this place is like a foreign land to me. I miss the dense forests. Even if I remember this place better, something in me just begs for a treehouse. I just wish I could take apart my head and remember it all. I just can't shake this feeling. I mean I can read it all I can know what I know, but I just can't shake this feeling. Like a Storm is coming. Like there are all these great memories, but then I let the bad parts in. But hey.
What's so bad about Dying?
I can hear the footsteps of the Walkers beside of me. They march in a synchronized beat of Fate, heading toward my destined End and new Begining. I feel like I'm back pieced back together, flying towards some goal of fullness, of; truly being. Lights are starting to flicker out the sides of this Box, and information seeps in like waves of things I had never experienced before inside of a Box. It was like a Dream, me, here in the Darkness of this Box, and yet this light was creeping in, illuminating images in my head. I keep seeing this question. This Question. It's like an ache, like I have to answer it, or it'll keep asking me in my head, my head, my aching head with THIS QUESTION.
Where have you been.
It's light i've forgot it but I could never lose it, and the images just start repeating from the pages, these pages i've read so many times but why haven't I seen what was right here. I'm Sleeping and I'm Dreaming and I'm Awake and I'm coming Alive and Undone and I'm Dying all in One. Makes me wonder if the God I believe in ever had to Walk this kind of trail. It's like I'm sinking like a stone in a sea. Burning like a Bridge and built all at the same time. And at the bottom of this Ocean of Thy Mind I've found something here.
Truth.
I Am Heaven sent. Don't you dare forget. I am all you've ever wanted. What all the other boys have promised. I Am the Answer to a Question. I Am the Fire that starts a Blaze. I Am War. I Am Peace. This is the Grace only He can Bestow. This is the Reason I Breathe. And now I can See. I can See like the Waters of the Sea were as clear as they ever could Be. I can see MySelf again. Like the Mother told the Sun you are Born Again. It'll be Easier this way. And he knew once again, upon no certainty and with no certainty needed ever again for everything was Certain, it was Safe, it was Sound, and as if he had Heard that very sound he Knew, he had Known and there was no Question but only Answer, the Who to the He that he Was and now Is In Knowing and not Without.
And then I saw it, in a flash and flurry, the images in the lights that shine and shone, that knew and have known and Madness was the Name upon which the moment told. And I was a Beast upon which the names of Mist had known. I saw the fights upon the Fountains of Youth. I saw the Master of Madness the Mad Man of the Sleeping Sands Himself, in his Triumphant Rebellion. And with this Victory too did Trumpets Roar. And I saw the Boy alone become one with the Trials of him and him Self.
It was all in this moment of his sleep that he came to know, to understand, what was and is and always has been the name Takai. Everything the book had ever said now made sense, it was not a question, it was now an answer. While his two eyes stayed closed, a third eye of this auric light had shone upon his forehead, and he could see, not the physical sight, but a more true sight, full sight, of all the spectrums of his existence. He knew his Spirit. He Knew that which wielded the Pen. He knew that he was the creation of the Writer, his Soul, and that his Will was just an extension of the Will of the God Within. This I is merely written and witnessed with this eye.
Enveloped in total consciousness, and yet physically still unconscious, Takai uttered a name out into the open as a result of the images of his memories recombining into a deeper understanding of the whole, "Houka." And the movement of the Marchers stopped, and the Box ceased to be moving, even if only for a moment, before continuing, and even if it was only perceived by the marchers, and never acknowledged or known to Takai, it still was a moment of significance, for the knowledge shared by each party, within and without the box, was known, and the beings without the box experienced the being within. Eye meets eye, and friend and enemy are blurred into a shared moment of reality. A Hello to an old friend, thanks for the borrowed eye.
The recombinations of my One True Soul continued for some time, until I had reached my destination. My End. My Beginning. It was the place of my origin, my demise, my truth, my honor, and the land of my Work. The Box arrives and ceases to move and with a thump rests upon its new resting place. Slumbering lumber, with slumbering children of the chilly mists.
How did we march here through the Oceans of Mind? Ohh Leviathan, you come to claim the Sea, you come to claim now all they See. And as it is written, so shall it be. Our Spirit as One, Thy Will be Done, ohh now, So Mote It Be.
This is the End. This is the Beginning.
* * * * *
Current Stats:
Agility: 203/300
Stamina: 227/300
Ninjutsu: 200/300
Taijutsu: 300/300
Genjutsu: 200/300
Chakra Control: 200/300
PL: 1330
Jutsu Swaps:
Hero Syndrome Rank 2 (Will Gen Level 3) -> Full Circle (D-Rank Slashing Tai Master with 7 pl)
Insidious Voice Rank 2 (Audial Gen Level 3) ->Arcing Slash (E-Rank Slashing Tai Master with 7 pl)
After Image Rank 2 (Visual Gen Level 4) -> Immolation Armor (D-Rank Fire Nin Master with 7 pl)
Phoenix Embrace Rank 3 (Mastered) (Kinetic Gen Level 4) -> Combination Transformation (D-Rank Mastered Non-Ele Nin)
Strength Boost Rank 3 (Mastered) (Buffing Tai Level 3) -> Muscle Controlled (D-Rank Mastered Buffing Tai)
Burst of Strength Rank 3 (Mastered) (Buffing Tai Level 6) ->Chakra Extension (C-Rank Mastered Buffing Tai)
Aura Rank 3 (Mastered) (Buffing Tai Level 5) -> Top Spin (C-Rank Mastered Slashing Tai)
Crush Rank 3 (Mastered) (Weighted Tai Level 5) -> Zero Slash (C-Rank Mastered Slashing Tai)
Cripple Rank 3 (Mastered) (Weighted Tai Level 6) -> Spiked Shield (C-Rank Piercing Tai)
Ninjutsu Info: Main Element Fire Minor Element Water with Shadow as my EA Nonsense.
Note: This profile is not real. Any attempts to claim it is real, or claim that any requirements must be made of this profile are considered null and voided by the People of Ninpocho. Administration, we are sorry for this inconvenience at this time.
