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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Vacation Time! [Requesting Exit]

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The shimmer of the hot desert sand made everything in front of the young boy look hazy and watery. Almost like a dream, it was sometimes hard for Takeyashi to convince himself that the desert mirages weren't real. He pulled on the tan cloth he wore around his neck, unraveling it from his shoulders and neck. Quickly tying it with practiced hands, the young boy used the cloth to cover the top of his head and face before wrapping the remaining material around his neck for additional protection. He wanted to keep this heat from melting his brain, and this cloth was the best way to do so. He wasn't as worried about getting burned as he was about getting dehydrated; after all, his skin was more than dark enough to handle the rays of the sun. His six arms hung on either side of him, with no effort made to conceal them. On his back he carried a small bag, holding essentials such as clothes, tools, and other supplies he may need on his short excursion. He was looking for a respite, a chance to enjoy himself away from the constant thrumming of the drums of war. Maybe he'd get the chance to sit down somewhere late at night, and watch the stars while he wrote some haiku. It would be a rather relaxing experience, indeed.

Approaching the village gates, Takeyashi waited somewhat impatiently for someone to process his exit request. He was itching to get out and explore the wilds on his own, and the sooner he was able to leave the better.
 

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Weirdly enough the Kazekage's secretary was standing near the gates. Nobody would know that it was her, she was in a rather clever disguise that consisted of a mask and a cloak. This would not be the first time she carelessly let someone in or out of the village. Well, it was not truly that careless, but rather she would have let them in no matter who they were. The woman was rather tall considering her apparent gender, standing at about six feet before she donned a pair of five inch heels as well as a heavy leather cloak and a featureless white mask. Bandages covered her exposed skin as if she feared revealing a shred of her flesh would reveal her true nature to her superiors. She was working gate duty, the reason being her apparent 'mentor' had no interest in her what so ever. She did not care for him either so it did not dishearten her in the least but she desired some progress in the ANBU branch, progress that she hoped to earn through effort but it would seem that society would continue to overlook her. The click of her stilettos would herald her approach. There was a stranger waiting at the door, she did not know him but she activated SNAPSHOT. "Looking to take a trip?" she would ask, her back to the wall as she looked from his face to his feet in a single long glance. "I just need a name and a destination," she announced simply. The protocol was simple enough: get a look at them and record it with their name and alleged destination. If he failed to return or something regrettable transpired, they would be able to find him and those responsible. Once he answered she would simply open the door and state "...have a good trip."
 

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As he waited, a woman's voice spoke up and addressed him. He turned to her, seeing the blank white mask and the heavy cloak concealing her form. It was obvious that she was a woman, given her stilettos and body frame, but she looked rather deadly as opposed to feminine in any way. Almost in a dominatrix kind of way, she exuded power and authority. He couldn't tell whether it was her or her position that made her seem so powerful and authoritative, but the young boy had to admit that she had a certain charm to her. He almost forgot to answer her questions as he stared into that blank white mask. "Oh, uh...yeah. Right. Just wanted to take a short vacation for my mental health. My name is Mitsuyo Takeyashi, and I'm headed to the mountains of Earth Country." After he'd answered her questions and was given the all clear sign, he proceeded through the gates and out the village. Still, though, he thought of the woman as he traveled. It was hard to keep himself from blushing a bit as he did.

[Village Left]
 

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The exchange was complete, the recording was memorized and the masked woman gave a quiet nod as she let one Mitsuyo Takeyashi out. She would place a call on her headset to her mentor's frequency and mutter into the microphone, "one Mitsuyo Takeyashi left Wed Aug 24, headed for Stone Country. A recording of his departure has been taken and will be transferred on your order." The ended the call without waiting for a response, it was more for the metaphorical paper trail because the mind was the safest place to keep anything of importance. She would likely be asked to transfer it over to Kaza (one of Roku's 30 names) and she would do so when summoned later in the day. But for now she just waited by the door playing ANBU door-woman.
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