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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:
Training of Soratensyu Zenaru ~ { Academy Student }
- Thread starter Soratensyu Zenaru
- Start date
Training Application: Week 2
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=224327#p224327
Word Counter: 337
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
'Now!' One of the four thugs made his approach to the exhausted girl who sat helplessly on her legs in the middle of the group of men, and Soratensyu Zenaru dove into action. The tall and slender teen swiftly unsheathed his clan's heirloom sword, Zephyr Whisper, with a keen sheen as it reflected the moonlight in the sharp chime of its draw. The blade extended behind him, his body tilted forward head first in an aerodynamic dive as he shot through the air from the large tree branch above the girl. The men's attention had been distracted by the young girl who whimpered in between them, until the man who approached her suddenly collapsed.
Zenaru was perched on top of the fallen thug, his left hand had forced the man's head into the ground with the added weight of his powerful pounce. The Zephyr Whisper gleaned clean behind and above him in the moonlight that shone vividly through the forest canopy. The sword remained unused thus far, lingered stylishly in his wake, while his form stooped atop the unconscious fool with a knee thrust into the man's back. The men staggered back, surprised by the unexpected sneak attack; the purple haired girl gasped with uncertain hope at the hero's arrival whose black bangs covered his lowered face.
"Scum like you thugs don't deserve to live..." The teen lifted his head to face the girl, but his eyes remained closed. "But I won't burden myself with your deaths." His golden eyes opened slowly, and examined the condition of the petite girl who clung her dainty hands to the throbbing in her heart. He then glanced at the three men who remained, each with a different intensity of fear and anger at the unforeseen change of events that now kept them from their immoral pleasure. With the difference in skill between the men and the ex-samurai ninja, Zenaru was confident that he wouldn't need to kill, and he hoped that he would be able to knock them all unconscious.
{ MFT: Week 2 }
{ WC: 337 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: 1
Power Level: 25
Stats
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +10
Taijutsu +5
Chakra Control +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 500
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
--
{ edit: updated to proper week }
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=224327#p224327
Word Counter: 337
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
'Now!' One of the four thugs made his approach to the exhausted girl who sat helplessly on her legs in the middle of the group of men, and Soratensyu Zenaru dove into action. The tall and slender teen swiftly unsheathed his clan's heirloom sword, Zephyr Whisper, with a keen sheen as it reflected the moonlight in the sharp chime of its draw. The blade extended behind him, his body tilted forward head first in an aerodynamic dive as he shot through the air from the large tree branch above the girl. The men's attention had been distracted by the young girl who whimpered in between them, until the man who approached her suddenly collapsed.
Zenaru was perched on top of the fallen thug, his left hand had forced the man's head into the ground with the added weight of his powerful pounce. The Zephyr Whisper gleaned clean behind and above him in the moonlight that shone vividly through the forest canopy. The sword remained unused thus far, lingered stylishly in his wake, while his form stooped atop the unconscious fool with a knee thrust into the man's back. The men staggered back, surprised by the unexpected sneak attack; the purple haired girl gasped with uncertain hope at the hero's arrival whose black bangs covered his lowered face.
"Scum like you thugs don't deserve to live..." The teen lifted his head to face the girl, but his eyes remained closed. "But I won't burden myself with your deaths." His golden eyes opened slowly, and examined the condition of the petite girl who clung her dainty hands to the throbbing in her heart. He then glanced at the three men who remained, each with a different intensity of fear and anger at the unforeseen change of events that now kept them from their immoral pleasure. With the difference in skill between the men and the ex-samurai ninja, Zenaru was confident that he wouldn't need to kill, and he hoped that he would be able to knock them all unconscious.
{ MFT: Week 2 }
{ WC: 337 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: 1
Power Level: 25
Stats
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
None.
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +10
Taijutsu +5
Chakra Control +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 500
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
--
{ edit: updated to proper week }
Soratensyu Zenaru said:Training Application: Week 2
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=224327#p224327
Word Counter: 337
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
'Now!' One of the four thugs made his approach to the exhausted girl who sat helplessly on her legs in the middle of the group of men, and Soratensyu Zenaru dove into action. The tall and slender teen swiftly unsheathed his clan's heirloom sword, Zephyr Whisper, with a keen sheen as it reflected the moonlight in the sharp chime of its draw. The blade extended behind him, his body tilted forward head first in an aerodynamic dive as he shot through the air from the large tree branch above the girl. The men's attention had been distracted by the young girl who whimpered in between them, until the man who approached her suddenly collapsed.
Zenaru was perched on top of the fallen thug, his left hand had forced the man's head into the ground with the added weight of his powerful pounce. The Zephyr Whisper gleaned clean behind and above him in the moonlight that shone vividly through the forest canopy. The sword remained unused thus far, lingered stylishly in his wake, while his form stooped atop the unconscious fool with a knee thrust into the man's back. The men staggered back, surprised by the unexpected sneak attack; the purple haired girl gasped with uncertain hope at the hero's arrival whose black bangs covered his lowered face.
"Scum like you thugs don't deserve to live..." The teen lifted his head to face the girl, but his eyes remained closed. "But I won't burden myself with your deaths." His golden eyes opened slowly, and examined the condition of the petite girl who clung her dainty hands to the throbbing in her heart. He then glanced at the three men who remained, each with a different intensity of fear and anger at the unforeseen change of events that now kept them from their immoral pleasure. With the difference in skill between the men and the ex-samurai ninja, Zenaru was confident that he wouldn't need to kill, and he hoped that he would be able to knock them all unconscious.
{ MFT: Week 2 }
{ WC: 337 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: 1
Power Level: 25
Stats
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
None.
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +10
Taijutsu +5
Chakra Control +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 500
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
--
{ edit: updated to proper week }
Approved!!
Old yen: 500
Stipend: 750
New yen: 1250
Training Application: Week 3
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=225438#p225438
Word Counter: 1,000
[spoilername="Tutor Here, Tutor There"]
Soratensyu Zenaru followed along once more with his mentor as they practiced the required hand seals for the next jutsu. The technique that had been displayed seemed familiar to a slash he thought he once saw from some point in his childhood. 'This is... the same as that one day?' The boy stood somewhat stupefied as his past fused with present, and he saw one of his clan's expert swordsmen standing before a similar practice target. The man waited in preparation as he channeled his chakra into his sheathed blade, and then struck out against the target with an incredibly quick draw cut that seemed to be imbued with lightning that faded from the blade before the man swiftly swept the sword back into its scabbard. The vision blurred back to reality as Tomo stepped aside for the teen to take to the task, and Zenaru shook his distracted demeanor back to attention.
"I believe I've seen this before. It seems very familiar to a strike I've seen some of my clansmen use, that is, before they - I mean -" Zenaru shut his eyes, and let out a sentimental sigh. He remained in silence as he stepped in front of the target, though just a few feet further from it than his mentor previously did, in order to adjust for the distance in range between the unarmed strike of his teacher, and what he planned to be a glancing blow with the edge of his heirloom sword. He stood straight, with his shoulders slightly hunched as he formed and held the first hand seal. 'Alright, I'll combine what I learned about swordplay from -- them... With what I learned about the Thunderfist jutsu just now.'
He could feel his chakra bubble and churn once more as he concentrated on the conjuration of his imagination. 'Purify the chakra first...' He calmed his mind, taking in the serene surroundings with his senses to put his eager yet edgy emotions to rest. The flame of light that he visualized at his core began to settle, and it slowly shifted into a bright blue sphere. Next, Zenaru began to shape and shift the chakra with his own natural electrical discharges in an attempt to form the orb into a minimized manifestation of the lightning element. It became difficult for him to hold his focus with every second spent to sustain the concentration of chakra control, so he decided to use the diminishing opportunity to put the Thunderfist jutsu to the test before he lost his chance.
'Alright. First, the hand signs...' Zenaru swiftly executed the proper series of seals with his hands without error, holding the last one to further focus his chakra. 'Next, the lightning...' His arms shook as he sent the prepared chakra from his core to his hands, which trembled through his frame as tiny arcs of sparks trailed internally and externally to their destination. He could feel miniature muscle movements throughout his hands and arms as he held the shakily channeled Thunderfist jutsu in his clasped palms. 'This seems like too much chakra... I can hardly sustain this for much longer...' The boy's demeanor changed to reflect the struggle he was going through to control his chakra, almost as if he were in pain, but he bit down with his steadfast stamina, and pushed through the excess exertion to focus on his next goal.
'Sword... transfer this energy to the Zephyr Whisper...' His hand seal slowly parted with more evidence of stress as he concentrated on the charge that arced back and forth between fingers and palms on their way to the handle of his sword. Right hand gripped the handle, left hand stationed on the top of the scabbard, both still stimulated with tiny trails of lightning. 'Focus...' He imagined the chakra moving from his hands to the blade of his weapon, and controlled the lightning as it jumped in short bounds to infuse Zephyr Whisper. The strain remained as he extended his chakra from his hands to envelop the length of the sheathed blade. Within seconds, the silver steel began to spark with a successful - though over focused - transference of the Thunderfist jutsu.
'Alright, now -- slash!' Golden eyes flashed open as Zenaru tightly gripped the sheath with his left hand, and unintentionally threw too much muscle into drawing the blade into a proper slash. The endeavor had caused his body to become too stressed to form a precise and swift strike like he knew he was capable of, but he still managed to crudely unsheathe the sword with the jutsu intact. The result was an overpowered swing that crashed and stuck into the side of the target; an overcharged dispersal of lightning elemental chakra discharged across the surface of the blade and target before both quickly dissipated with crackles and zaps. Stamina faded from the teen, sapped with the ejection of his concentration. His right knee collapsed to the ground, his left bent and supported the weight of his left arm as he leaned on it heavily. He still clung to the handle of his clan's heirloom weapon, his right hand and arm remained raised above to hold onto the sword that was embedded into the target's side, and his head hung low with exhaustion.
"It seems..." The boy heaved and huffed for breath as his chakra faded away. "...like I still have plenty of progress left..." He found it difficult to speak with the lack of energy that barely fizzled within him, and with the lack of vitality that remained from the over stressed attempt of his Thunderblade variation of the Thunderfist jutsu. "...with basic lightning... before I should even try... any of those other elements..." 'Don't faint, don't faint...' His vision and consciousness rocked in and out with each sway of his body, and he barely managed to keep himself from total collapse. "I think I... might have... overdone that one..."
{ MFT: Week 3 }
{ Words: 1,000 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 65 (» 100)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 10/50 (» 20)
Stamina: 15/50 (» 25)
Ninjutsu: 5/50 (» 10)
Taijutsu: 10/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 15/50 (» 25)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +10
Stamina +10
Ninjutsu +5
Chakra Control +10
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 350
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=225438#p225438
Word Counter: 1,000
[spoilername="Tutor Here, Tutor There"]
"I believe I've seen this before. It seems very familiar to a strike I've seen some of my clansmen use, that is, before they - I mean -" Zenaru shut his eyes, and let out a sentimental sigh. He remained in silence as he stepped in front of the target, though just a few feet further from it than his mentor previously did, in order to adjust for the distance in range between the unarmed strike of his teacher, and what he planned to be a glancing blow with the edge of his heirloom sword. He stood straight, with his shoulders slightly hunched as he formed and held the first hand seal. 'Alright, I'll combine what I learned about swordplay from -- them... With what I learned about the Thunderfist jutsu just now.'
He could feel his chakra bubble and churn once more as he concentrated on the conjuration of his imagination. 'Purify the chakra first...' He calmed his mind, taking in the serene surroundings with his senses to put his eager yet edgy emotions to rest. The flame of light that he visualized at his core began to settle, and it slowly shifted into a bright blue sphere. Next, Zenaru began to shape and shift the chakra with his own natural electrical discharges in an attempt to form the orb into a minimized manifestation of the lightning element. It became difficult for him to hold his focus with every second spent to sustain the concentration of chakra control, so he decided to use the diminishing opportunity to put the Thunderfist jutsu to the test before he lost his chance.
'Alright. First, the hand signs...' Zenaru swiftly executed the proper series of seals with his hands without error, holding the last one to further focus his chakra. 'Next, the lightning...' His arms shook as he sent the prepared chakra from his core to his hands, which trembled through his frame as tiny arcs of sparks trailed internally and externally to their destination. He could feel miniature muscle movements throughout his hands and arms as he held the shakily channeled Thunderfist jutsu in his clasped palms. 'This seems like too much chakra... I can hardly sustain this for much longer...' The boy's demeanor changed to reflect the struggle he was going through to control his chakra, almost as if he were in pain, but he bit down with his steadfast stamina, and pushed through the excess exertion to focus on his next goal.
'Sword... transfer this energy to the Zephyr Whisper...' His hand seal slowly parted with more evidence of stress as he concentrated on the charge that arced back and forth between fingers and palms on their way to the handle of his sword. Right hand gripped the handle, left hand stationed on the top of the scabbard, both still stimulated with tiny trails of lightning. 'Focus...' He imagined the chakra moving from his hands to the blade of his weapon, and controlled the lightning as it jumped in short bounds to infuse Zephyr Whisper. The strain remained as he extended his chakra from his hands to envelop the length of the sheathed blade. Within seconds, the silver steel began to spark with a successful - though over focused - transference of the Thunderfist jutsu.
'Alright, now -- slash!' Golden eyes flashed open as Zenaru tightly gripped the sheath with his left hand, and unintentionally threw too much muscle into drawing the blade into a proper slash. The endeavor had caused his body to become too stressed to form a precise and swift strike like he knew he was capable of, but he still managed to crudely unsheathe the sword with the jutsu intact. The result was an overpowered swing that crashed and stuck into the side of the target; an overcharged dispersal of lightning elemental chakra discharged across the surface of the blade and target before both quickly dissipated with crackles and zaps. Stamina faded from the teen, sapped with the ejection of his concentration. His right knee collapsed to the ground, his left bent and supported the weight of his left arm as he leaned on it heavily. He still clung to the handle of his clan's heirloom weapon, his right hand and arm remained raised above to hold onto the sword that was embedded into the target's side, and his head hung low with exhaustion.
"It seems..." The boy heaved and huffed for breath as his chakra faded away. "...like I still have plenty of progress left..." He found it difficult to speak with the lack of energy that barely fizzled within him, and with the lack of vitality that remained from the over stressed attempt of his Thunderblade variation of the Thunderfist jutsu. "...with basic lightning... before I should even try... any of those other elements..." 'Don't faint, don't faint...' His vision and consciousness rocked in and out with each sway of his body, and he barely managed to keep himself from total collapse. "I think I... might have... overdone that one..."
{ MFT: Week 3 }
{ Words: 1,000 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 65 (» 100)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 10/50 (» 20)
Stamina: 15/50 (» 25)
Ninjutsu: 5/50 (» 10)
Taijutsu: 10/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 15/50 (» 25)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +10
Stamina +10
Ninjutsu +5
Chakra Control +10
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 350
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Training Application: Week 4
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=226036#p226036
Word Counter: 423
[spoilername="Tutor Here, Tutor There"]
"Thank you for this gift, and for tutoring me, Tomo." Zenaru gave an appreciative bow as his instructor left for the day. 'So those were the mouths on his hands that Sonoko meant...' The raven haired boy thought back to the message he received before training, and to the hands of his mentor that molded the scorched clay kunai and white shurikens. 'Good thing I didn't try to greet him with a kiss to the hand afterall.'
Soratensyu Zenaru attached the leather pouch to his black leather belt, concealed within his long white coat. He reached into the pouch, testing the efficiency of its placement at the back of his hips, between himself and his coat. Satisfied with the position of the pouch, he then fingered the different tools within the pouch. 'It's a good thing I learned how to throw these when I was younger.' He thought back to a courtyard that he'd practiced in many times when he was a child; the same place he learned to wield blades with skilled proficiency. There were multiple lessons that he learned at that time, though most of them applied to the way of the samurai.
Zenaru shook away the memory before he was overcome with nostalgia. 'Alright, let's see if I can still throw these things.' He swiftly gripped a shuriken, and beamed it through the air with a powerful toss that planted the shuriken next to the scar he'd left in the earlier training dummy. 'Well, not quite a bullseye...' He then reached back into the pouch to pull out one of the scorched kunai projectiles. 'Let's see if I can put this in the middle of the shuriken...' He took aim, and then lashed out with his arm to throw the kunai at the target. With a solid thud, the kunai landed just next to the shuriken. 'Looks like I'll have to work on that, but at least I was close.'
He spent several more hours throwing kunai and shuriken to practice his aim with the projectiles. Satisfied with his training for the day, and after having worked up a good sweat, Zenaru then finally decided to head home for the day after he collected the thrown items. He walked away, examining the purple business card he'd been given by his mentor. 'Don't let go of that calm demeanor...' He dwelled on his tutor's advice, pocketed the card, and looked into the sunset as he made his way home. 'Understood, sensei.'
{ MFT: Week 4 }
{ Words: 423 }
{ Topic: Exit }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 95 (» 130)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 20/50 (» 25)
Stamina: 25/50 (» 40)
Ninjutsu: 10/50
Taijutsu: 10/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 25/50 (» 40)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +15
Chakra Control +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 1,100
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=226036#p226036
Word Counter: 423
[spoilername="Tutor Here, Tutor There"]
Soratensyu Zenaru attached the leather pouch to his black leather belt, concealed within his long white coat. He reached into the pouch, testing the efficiency of its placement at the back of his hips, between himself and his coat. Satisfied with the position of the pouch, he then fingered the different tools within the pouch. 'It's a good thing I learned how to throw these when I was younger.' He thought back to a courtyard that he'd practiced in many times when he was a child; the same place he learned to wield blades with skilled proficiency. There were multiple lessons that he learned at that time, though most of them applied to the way of the samurai.
Zenaru shook away the memory before he was overcome with nostalgia. 'Alright, let's see if I can still throw these things.' He swiftly gripped a shuriken, and beamed it through the air with a powerful toss that planted the shuriken next to the scar he'd left in the earlier training dummy. 'Well, not quite a bullseye...' He then reached back into the pouch to pull out one of the scorched kunai projectiles. 'Let's see if I can put this in the middle of the shuriken...' He took aim, and then lashed out with his arm to throw the kunai at the target. With a solid thud, the kunai landed just next to the shuriken. 'Looks like I'll have to work on that, but at least I was close.'
He spent several more hours throwing kunai and shuriken to practice his aim with the projectiles. Satisfied with his training for the day, and after having worked up a good sweat, Zenaru then finally decided to head home for the day after he collected the thrown items. He walked away, examining the purple business card he'd been given by his mentor. 'Don't let go of that calm demeanor...' He dwelled on his tutor's advice, pocketed the card, and looked into the sunset as he made his way home. 'Understood, sensei.'
{ MFT: Week 4 }
{ Words: 423 }
{ Topic: Exit }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 95 (» 130)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 20/50 (» 25)
Stamina: 25/50 (» 40)
Ninjutsu: 10/50
Taijutsu: 10/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 25/50 (» 40)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +15
Chakra Control +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 1,100
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Ok, there's a bit of a discrepancy between what you wrote for your stats and what you wrote for your stat allocation.
Your stats show: +5 Agility, +15 Stamina, +15 Chakra Control
Your stat allotment shows: +10 Agility, +10 Stamina, +10 Chakra Control (5 points are left unassigned)
Please reply with the stat allotment you want. Feel free to PM me when you have done so.
Your stats show: +5 Agility, +15 Stamina, +15 Chakra Control
Your stat allotment shows: +10 Agility, +10 Stamina, +10 Chakra Control (5 points are left unassigned)
Please reply with the stat allotment you want. Feel free to PM me when you have done so.
Oh geez, my bad.
I seem to have just erased Ninjutsu from the stat allotment that I copied and pasted from last time, and then didn't double check the assigned numbers.
Here's the corrected values...
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +15
Chakra Control +15
I seem to have just erased Ninjutsu from the stat allotment that I copied and pasted from last time, and then didn't double check the assigned numbers.
Here's the corrected values...
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +5
Stamina +15
Chakra Control +15
It's cool, just remember what you chose when you post your next training! 
Agility: 20 + 5 = 25
Stamina: 25 + 15 = 40
Chakra Control: 25 + 15 = 40
Yen: 1100 + 750 = 1850
Agility: 20 + 5 = 25
Stamina: 25 + 15 = 40
Chakra Control: 25 + 15 = 40
Yen: 1100 + 750 = 1850
Training Application: Week 5
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=226491#p226491
Word Counter: 423
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
Zenaru balanced his strength against the men to his right and left as the third thug charged toward him. Pinned between the two large men, and with the young girl cowering behind him, the jet black haired teen didn't have much room to maneuver. If he didn't act, he'd take a dagger to the chest, and his body would fall back on the innocent girl. The strategist's golden eyes darted from right to left as the men pushed their might tighter against his sides to keep the teen restrained. His heirloom sword still remained in his right hand, while his left arm had a dagger edged in it.
A plan formulated in the boy's mind, and he snapped into action. His sword hand rotated, and then inverted to catch his weapon's handle in a reverse grip. He then brought his elbow and forearm down to stab the Zephyr Whisper into the left thigh of the thug to his right. The man yelped in pain, and then buckled to the ground as Zenaru withdrew the blade from its mark.
Without hesitation, the boy swiftly twisted to the left as that man's weight shifted further onto him. The dagger in Zenaru's arm slipped free as the boy ducked low in mid spin, which caused the thug to nearly topple over the teen he'd over-applied his strength against. Zephyr Whisper whistled through the air, and then slashed across the left calf of the falling man. With the momentum of his spin, Zenaru then caught his right foot against the back of the wounded leg, and swept the man's foot off the ground in order to cause him to fall back instead of on top of him and the girl.
'One mor-' Soratensyu Zenaru finished his full rotation, spinning back to face the thug that had charged at him; but he was too late. The sharp crunch of torn muscle and flesh filled the teen's senses as he looked down to see a dagger plunged between his chest and shoulder. He grunted painfully, and then noticed his body was being lifted and pushed back. The thug that bull rushed him laughed maniacally as he used his deeply plunged dagger and a free hand to lift the teen, and aimed to slam him back onto the girl. Time seemed to slow in that moment, pain quaked through Zenaru's body, and concern for the girl that he was about to be rammed into rippled through his mind. 'I can't let it end this way... I can't fail her...'
{ MFT: Week 5 }
{ WC: 423 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 130 (» 165)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 25/50 (» 40)
Stamina: 40/50 (» 45)
Ninjutsu: 10/50
Taijutsu: 10/50 (» 20)
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 40/50 (» 45)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +15
Stamina +5
Chakra Control +5
Taijutsu +10
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 1,850
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=226491#p226491
Word Counter: 423
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
A plan formulated in the boy's mind, and he snapped into action. His sword hand rotated, and then inverted to catch his weapon's handle in a reverse grip. He then brought his elbow and forearm down to stab the Zephyr Whisper into the left thigh of the thug to his right. The man yelped in pain, and then buckled to the ground as Zenaru withdrew the blade from its mark.
Without hesitation, the boy swiftly twisted to the left as that man's weight shifted further onto him. The dagger in Zenaru's arm slipped free as the boy ducked low in mid spin, which caused the thug to nearly topple over the teen he'd over-applied his strength against. Zephyr Whisper whistled through the air, and then slashed across the left calf of the falling man. With the momentum of his spin, Zenaru then caught his right foot against the back of the wounded leg, and swept the man's foot off the ground in order to cause him to fall back instead of on top of him and the girl.
'One mor-' Soratensyu Zenaru finished his full rotation, spinning back to face the thug that had charged at him; but he was too late. The sharp crunch of torn muscle and flesh filled the teen's senses as he looked down to see a dagger plunged between his chest and shoulder. He grunted painfully, and then noticed his body was being lifted and pushed back. The thug that bull rushed him laughed maniacally as he used his deeply plunged dagger and a free hand to lift the teen, and aimed to slam him back onto the girl. Time seemed to slow in that moment, pain quaked through Zenaru's body, and concern for the girl that he was about to be rammed into rippled through his mind. 'I can't let it end this way... I can't fail her...'
{ MFT: Week 5 }
{ WC: 423 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 130 (» 165)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 25/50 (» 40)
Stamina: 40/50 (» 45)
Ninjutsu: 10/50
Taijutsu: 10/50 (» 20)
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 40/50 (» 45)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +15
Stamina +5
Chakra Control +5
Taijutsu +10
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 1,850
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Agility: 25 + 15 = 40
Stamina: 40 + 5 = 45
Chakra Control: 40 + 5 = 45
Taijutsu: 10 + 10 = 20
Yen: 1850 + 750 = 2600
Stamina: 40 + 5 = 45
Chakra Control: 40 + 5 = 45
Taijutsu: 10 + 10 = 20
Yen: 1850 + 750 = 2600
Training Application: Week 6
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=227060#p227060
Word Counter: 484
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
Zenaru had little time to react if he were to stop himself from falling back on the girl that he'd tried to save. The dagger in between his shoulder and chest pressed deeper into him as he was forced off the ground by the thug that wielded it. His only chance to prevent a painful collision on the girl would be to redirect his fall. If he used his blade to get some leverage against the large man, he might just be able to force their destination in an alternate direction.
The black haired boy's reverse grip squeezed tightly on the handle of Zephyr Whisper, he reached up with the sword in his right hand, and then swiftly stabbed the blade into the thug's shoulder. The man's momentum continued, even as he yelled and stammered as though he were about to stop. Zenaru continued with his plan, grabbing the man's dagger hand with his left, and then the teen yanked hard to the right with both arms while his torso, hips, and legs all pulled the man's weight in the same direction. The sword and dagger wrenched deeper into both figures as Zenaru's action successfully forced the man to stumble to the right, and just barely out of way of the frightened girl.
The thug teetered, unbalanced on one leg, and then began to tumble toward the forest floor. Zenaru yanked his sword from the man's shoulder with his right hand, while the left contested against the man's dagger to remove it from his chest. In the last second he kicked both feet against the thug's stomach, and ejected backward to crash and roll next to the girl. The boy grunted, and slowly pushed himself up to his hands, looking over to the thug to see that the man fell and held his wound in surprised anger.
There was a crazed hate in the man's eye, which caused the boy to momentarily contemplate whether he should put the immoral fiend and his group of thugs out of their misery. Surely the village would be safer without these men running around, but perhaps this encounter would teach them a lesson? It was difficult to say, but Zenaru felt that it wasn't his call to make. They cursed and swore at the boy, but it seemed their little wounds had taken their toll on the men. Zenaru forced himself to his feet, watching the men carefully as he stood with his left hand over the bloody dagger wound between his shoulder and chest. He glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye to make sure she was safe, and then his golden eyes returned to the thugs. He stood guard over the girl, and prepared himself to run with her if it was necessary, but he hoped these men had enough pain for one day. Hopefully they would be the ones to flee.
{ MFT: Week 6 }
{ WC: 484 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 165 (» 200)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 40/50 (» 50)
Stamina: 45/50 (» 50)
Ninjutsu: 10/50
Taijutsu: 20/50 (» 35)
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 45/50 (» 50)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +10
Stamina +5
Chakra Control +5
Taijutsu +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 2,600
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
Training Post: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=227060#p227060
Word Counter: 484
[spoilername="Dawn of the Ex-Samurai Ninja"]
The black haired boy's reverse grip squeezed tightly on the handle of Zephyr Whisper, he reached up with the sword in his right hand, and then swiftly stabbed the blade into the thug's shoulder. The man's momentum continued, even as he yelled and stammered as though he were about to stop. Zenaru continued with his plan, grabbing the man's dagger hand with his left, and then the teen yanked hard to the right with both arms while his torso, hips, and legs all pulled the man's weight in the same direction. The sword and dagger wrenched deeper into both figures as Zenaru's action successfully forced the man to stumble to the right, and just barely out of way of the frightened girl.
The thug teetered, unbalanced on one leg, and then began to tumble toward the forest floor. Zenaru yanked his sword from the man's shoulder with his right hand, while the left contested against the man's dagger to remove it from his chest. In the last second he kicked both feet against the thug's stomach, and ejected backward to crash and roll next to the girl. The boy grunted, and slowly pushed himself up to his hands, looking over to the thug to see that the man fell and held his wound in surprised anger.
There was a crazed hate in the man's eye, which caused the boy to momentarily contemplate whether he should put the immoral fiend and his group of thugs out of their misery. Surely the village would be safer without these men running around, but perhaps this encounter would teach them a lesson? It was difficult to say, but Zenaru felt that it wasn't his call to make. They cursed and swore at the boy, but it seemed their little wounds had taken their toll on the men. Zenaru forced himself to his feet, watching the men carefully as he stood with his left hand over the bloody dagger wound between his shoulder and chest. He glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye to make sure she was safe, and then his golden eyes returned to the thugs. He stood guard over the girl, and prepared himself to run with her if it was necessary, but he hoped these men had enough pain for one day. Hopefully they would be the ones to flee.
{ MFT: Week 6 }
{ WC: 484 }[/spoilername]
OOC Rank: E
Power Level: 165 (» 200)
Character Level: 1
Stats
Agility: 40/50 (» 50)
Stamina: 45/50 (» 50)
Ninjutsu: 10/50
Taijutsu: 20/50 (» 35)
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 45/50 (» 50)
Owned Jutsu with Ranks
[spoilername="Ninjutsu"]· Body Switch (Rank 1)
· Thunderfist (Rank 1)[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Taijutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
[spoilername="Genjutsu"]None.[/spoilername]
Stat Allotment: 35
Agility +10
Stamina +5
Chakra Control +5
Taijutsu +15
Current Yen on Hand: ¥ 2,600
Stipend: ¥ 750
Bonuses: None.
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