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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The Dirge of Ryuu Tama <Private|Sousuke>

Sousuke turned very slowly and mechanically to face Michino, the boy could hear the mechanisms turn to face him. "I've lost this particular arm about four times now."<i></i> He spoke. It was becoming a habit, and almost a regular occurrence. Sousuke exhaled. "It's actually quite troubling, not that I reflect upon it."<i></i> Sousuke merely had to hope that it was not Kyuji on the medical floor. He was not looking forward to having to explain to him/her that his arm had once again found itself being cut off. He could see the look on his/her face right now and how it was probably going to be one of confusion, bewilderment, then followed by annoyance, and ending quite probably with anger and or a face palm. Sousuke had in fact become accustomed to this. He was very much a medical miracle, or a medical mystery. It all depended on who you asked.

He would turn to see his grandmother arriving with Sayuri. The gothic teenager had wide looking eyes with signs of visible concern on her features. Her mouth hung open seeing the former Kazekage without an arm, and smoking rising out of one of his eyes. Mako on the other hand? The old veteran kicked a piece of debris square at Tama. "Stupid ass."<i></i> She said as she then proceeded to run at Tama and coiled her fist back. She would then go for a straight up face punch to knock Tama down. "Shithead. You don't get to go rogue on me."<i></i> She kicked him. "Stupid ass rogue shithead."<i></i> One would think that the most adult one here would have been the eldest, but that was absolutely not the case for Mako. The older woman stopped kicking Tama. She would look between Sousuke and Michino. "We're good now right? If not I'll just keep kicking."<i></i> Sayuri's mouth practically hung agape. She was surprised by this really. Mako was her examiner too, and the gothic teenager had been a survivor of Battlecraft.

"Y-yeah we're okay."<i></i> Sousuke spoke after a moment of realizing what went down. Sousuke would help Tama back up. He would give his grandmother an awkward look of what was perhaps anger? "Well. Maybe house arrest at my residence might in fact be worse than prison."<i></i> Sousuke spoke in a perfectly honest voice. At the mention of this Mako's smiled rather harshly at Tama. She would pull out another cigarette, light it up, and start smoking on the spot. "Come Sayuri. I'll make sure you get home first. Hopefully ... Shizune at the tower handled some particularly calls better than others would."<i></i> With that the damaged but still breathing Kazekage would leave this behind him.

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The Toraono waited for a moment with a small grin on his face. He recognized the girl from earlier and was happy to see her well and good and was just as well overjoyed to see Mako unharmed. However the look on her face suddenly made his own stomach wrench and he could feel Tama pulling his arm. The boy looked down to see a 'please, for the love of Kami go' look on his father's face, but it was too late. The blow knocked the tall man away from Michino's shoulder and the older woman unleashed a torrent of kicks and swears. She only stopped to ask her grandson if it was okay to stop kicking the man; her face had a full intent to keep going. 
For a moment while his father was getting a justified beating the boy wondered if it had been wise to hold up. The older woman, who still looked younger than Tama, gave a final line and walked out with her family. Even then the hybrid on the ground writhing in pain knew he was only being allowed to live so she could torment him longer. As his son slowly began to help him back on his feet the Ancient whispered through the fresh blood in his mouth,
"Please just kill me. Over there. Behind that pillar. Please?" The fool scientist would continue to mutter crazy things like this all the way to the hospital, much to Michino's distaste.

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