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 Chronicles Time:

The Adventures Of A Budding Spymaster [Megumi's Solo Missions]

Megumi Tanigawa

New Member
Joined
Dec 20, 2016
Messages
210
Yen
2,750
ASP
0
Deaths
0
In The Belly Of The Beast​
<i>
</i>

With her new abilities Megumi felt more confident about infiltrating and gleaning information about that man and his clan. She had no choice but to risk being found out, as she needed on edge on that man, as she knew that he would try something at the fundraiser for their village. Sitting outside of the lower branch of the Ayatsuri, Megumi would watch and listen to the servants of the manor. Benjiro was an elderly man who tended to the garden, while the three others, Aneko, Kumiko, and Maiya seemed to work inside as maid’s and housekeepers.

Steaking out the house every morning she would memorize the staffs appearance to posture and speaking habits. Benjiro was a quiet man, who has been weighed down by age. However the world has not rotted his mind, his knowledge of botany would rival a Yamanaka’s. Aneko was the lead handmaiden, her face began to show her age, but she could keep up with anyone half her age and her had an air about her that commanded respect, to match her voice that compared to a military general. Kumiko and Maiya were the youngest of the staff. There were the workhorses of the house. The mainly cleaned and assisted the masters of the house, however they were young and prone to mistake and playing around without supervision.

The more confident she got observing the household, Megumi would place her threads around the servants areas such as the kitchen, storage and parts of the courtyard that only the staff went. She would not risk putting threads in anywhere ninja would roam, as her chakra would give her position away. As more days went by and the date of the fundraiser grew closer. Megumi hit a lucky break. Kumiko called in sick and would not be coming in today, this gave her an opportunity to slip in under the guise of the young women and get all of the information she could about that man’s plans.

Forming a hands sighs and encasing herself in a puff of smoke, revealing herself as Kumiko. Looking all around to make sure she got her brown hair correct and her clothes to a tee. Clearing her throat Megumi would try and slightly deepen her voice but keep it light and bubbly as the real Kumiko was quite the jokester with her coworkers. Switching between all kinds of voices until she got the correct one, Megumi would move out of her hiding place and knock on the servants entrance.

Megumi keep her calm and put on her mask as Kumiko. As the door would open the aged, but fearsome face of her temporary boss peered through the door. As she saw the girl that she thought was sick, she showed surprise, but then went back to her commanding glare. “ Kumiko i thought you were sick, what are you doing here”? Megumi would give a beaming smile with a okay hand sign, “ I’m fine i took some medicine and felt good to go, can’t let you down Aneko-san”! Giving her boss a playful salute, making the commander sigh. “ I should tell you to go home, after you turned coat on your illness”. Opening the door and rusher the disguised Megumi in. “ Right go help Maiya upstairs with the dusting”. Handing her a duster her and a bucket of water and a cloth, she deployed her like one of her troops.

Rushing up the stairs as she did not want to meet the wrath of her commanding officer. Seeing Maiya as she the maid, jumped down from the chair she was using to dust the higher parts of the room and almost tackled Megumi into a hug. “ Miki-chan, i thought you were sick”. Hugging her back with the same vigor she would return the girl’s friendship, “ Mai-chan i would never leave you alone with all of the work”. As the two women push off work to enjoy each other's company, a thump could be heard from below and echoing towards them. “ Oh shhhh, the ogre general will skin us alive if she catches us playing around”. Maiya would quietly giggle and Megumi would follow suit as to not be found out. Even though she was acting it was nice being welcome so warmly by Maiya, even if it was not for her.

Helping with the chore, was an easy task for her as she did not have any servants of her own and cleaned her own manner by herself. Finishing the cleaning in record time, Maiya would look over to her friend with confusion. “ Wooow Miki, when did you get so good at cleaning”. Megumi would turn and pause for a moment, before she would flex her arm and grip her muscle. “ Oh i’ve been working out”. Giving Maiya a wink the women would laugh at who she thought was her friend.

As they Finished their work, Aneko would march up and was pleasantly surprised to see that the upstairs had been cleaned and dusted. “ Well this is a surprise, i might have a heart attack”. Looking at Megumi, “ Kumiko, you should get sick more often if this is the result”. Megumi would scratch the back of her head and give a simple smile, “ I’ll be sure to try to get sick more often then”. Telling Maiya to start on the main floor, the general would leer at Megumi, “ Kumiko, the master of the house has guests over, please serve the guest to the best of your abilities”. Megumi would give a bow to Aneko which almost shocked the women into an early grave.

Making her way to the kitchen, she would prepare all kinds of food for the guests as well as tea. Making her way down the hall and stopping at the door, to knock and excuse her intrusion. “ Come in girl”. Hearing a deep voice of the man that she despised with all of her being. Calming herself and remembering to stay in character, Megumi would open the door with a calm smile. “ Hijikata-sama i’ve brought libations and victuals as you requested”. Seeing a smile on the devil's face as the rest of the guest cooed from her words. “ Aneko has been teaching you well i see”. As she placed the items down for the guests, she could feel the stares of the other men around her. She would to end the entire room with an explosion or poison the group and watch them claw at their last moments of survival, but she held back her hate. The man would look at her will ill intent, as he held out his cup towards her. As she poured him his tea he would speak to her, “ To bad i’m going to be married soon, or i would take you from myself”. Refraining from looking at him as she poured his drinks she would play her role and take what they could dish out.

“ Speaking of that”. The beast of a man would turn to his benefactor, “ How goes the operation to seal my nuptials with my darling Megumi”? The group would hollow as Megumi kept pouring the drinks for the rest of the man’s guest. As she poured she would feel a hand run up her leg and grab her backside. Biting her lip as she refrained from acting out, she would bear this shame if it meant bringing that bastard down. “ The plan will go out without incident, we have the replica, and let’s just say that it pales in comparison to the real thing”. That man would let out a greedy smile as he was almost in reach of his desire, literally and figuratively. Taking a drink, “ This will be child’s play, as we are in charge of security. Besides my darling wife, we are the only ones who know what the actual piece is going to be for the auction. Everything is in my favor, and once the people look on her failure of a masterpiece her clan will have nothing left to stand on, as their craft was the only thing that kept them from becoming just another clan lost to time”. The man would howl, his real personality was shown. He may be a calm and collected man to the public, but in truth he was a power hungry beast behind close doors.

The party started to pick up and the group started to get more touchy feely. She could not take being treated like some doll for the men’s amusement and pleasure. Before things got to out of hand, the door slid open and Aneko walked in with a bottle of Sake. “ Excuse us for a moment Hijikata-sama, i need Kumiko for a moment”. Placing the bottle down for the men, they would let Megumi go and Aneko would quickly lead her out of the room and excuse themselves. As they made their way down the hall, Megumi could not hold back her feeling any longer and broke into tears. As Aneko felt a tug on her arm she would look over to she her fellow coworker on the groundbreaking down into tears. “ I know sweetheart”. Pulling her up into a hug, Megumi would wrap her arms around Aneko and cry into the commander's shoulder. Giving the young women a pat on the head and drying her tears. “ Come on now, don’t let them bring you down”. Pulling her back the tough women would look her in the eyes and Megumi would nod and hold back her tears. “ Good girl, now take the rest of the day off and come back tomorrow i’ll be sure to never let that happen to you again”. While Megumi was about to break character all she could do was nod.

Leaving the establishment, she had gotten the information she needed, and she had to make sure she stopped him in his tracks. She would never let that man have his way with her every again. She would not let herself fall into that clutches of that monster.
 

Megumi Tanigawa

New Member
Joined
Dec 20, 2016
Messages
210
Yen
2,750
ASP
0
Deaths
0
A Lost Art​
<i>
</i>

The night sky gives way to the sound of crickets playing their song over the moon kiss earth. The kilns had been put out and the smoke reached out to the heaven signaling a the gods to take heed of the Tanigawa manor. Darkness had fallen over the scheduled manor, and only a small light would beckon to whatever was curious enough to be enamored by the flame.

Giving into curiosity lead to an intriguing sight. Sitting along in a room filled with tools and hanging pieces of clay plates and jointed wooden limbs. Sitting in the middle of the spectacle of hanging limbs of mineral and wood, was a small black haired girl with pricing blue eyes. She was young but her skill at turning plain pieces of wood and dirt into a representation of the human shell would compare to those that did so out of dust or clay.

Only those that delved into their dangerous and intoxicating curiosity, would be gifted this silent play, as the girl whittled away at the wood and began adding structure to her creations. Their tough and sturdy bodies were held and supported by such simple yet giving joints, that imprisoned its body as one and yet gave it a freedom to move and live as one complete being. Tending to the newborn creation, her precise and experienced hands would breathe life into the form of the clean slate. Was it a kindness to create a faceless and soul being, does it even care? Only those with knowledge beyond the soul would know.

Plucking the earthen skin from it’s wired state, the creator would be to give her faceless creature individuality. Spreading splashes of blended plants and earth, the creator would paint and define her new individual that sat before her. Making her creation in her image, she would let it’s appearance permanently as she readied her gifts for her daughter. Laying out a creation of and another living being woven and dyed to form the grab she wished to adore her daughter with. The creator or mother looked to the flesh that has been giving a vibrant and healthy complexion.

Adding flesh to bone, her daughter would look and feel divine. Seeing her exposed and baring all as she came into the world. Her mother would wrap her gifts around her daughter and give her decency and seal her from nature.

Even if she had just been born into the world, and knows nothing of the world. Her daughter would have to perform her duties as she was promised to other. Though she did not complain or scorn her mother or the world. She knew that she was destined from another, but at least she will have fond memories of the time she spent with her mother how so lovingly crafted her into the women she was now. She would cherish the gifts that her mother has giving her to protect her from the harsh world and serve as a memory of her kindness.

The world was black until she was giving sight. Using her vibrant green windows see would gaze upon her mother and peer pasted the red strains that obstructed her view of those piercing blue gems. Fearing her time with, her mother was coming to a close. She focused all of herself into touch as her mother readied her hair and added the last touches before she met her match.

Her touch left me and the echoes of sound drifted further apart. Was I the one abandoning her or was she the one abandoning me. With my senses dulled and only the muffled sounds of the outside world and my memories to keep me company. I will never forget my mother and creators kindness.

I do not know who long it has been, but the cracking apart of my new world and the sight of the one who I was promised to, made me feel loved and desired. I knew that this was meant to be and I do not hate my mother for creating me, I will do my duty and make my mother proud. At least I am was not alone as the one I was promised to, seems to have my older siblings with him to. Perhaps we can share our memories of are mother together.
 

Current Ninpocho Chronicles Time:

Back
Top