Beached [ Center ].

[King]

Situated comfortably at the center of the island is a blue, translucent sphere of raw chakra that is seemingly filled with liquid. The closer than you stare into it, the more you'll be able to see the monstrous facade of the beast this energy represents - the Sanbi, itself.

The heart of the island is riddled with vegetation of all sorts: trees; shrubs; bushes; vines and moss. The clearing you find yourself in is roughly thirty meters in all directions (from the sphere), with the woods you traveled through to get here adding an additional fifty meters of territory.

The two of you are roughly sixty meters away, with the sphere of chakra in the middle (30 meters). Though you don't know it, any and all chakra that comes in contact with the sphere will instantly be assimilated. Strangely enough, passing through the spherical prison merely warps you (instantly) to the other, corresponding side (this means that if you stuck a blade in the right side of the sphere, it's end would come out on the other side).

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Notice: Tyro posts first. He has 72 hours to post his introduction or he will forfeit the match.

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This event will take place using the standard battle rules implemented here on NRP. However, this is completely canonical. Anything and everything that happens to your character in this event is final. If you lose a leg, you'd better get ready to learn how to hop around. if you die? Well, you're dead.

That being said, any decisions your character makes in this event will more than likely come back to them in one shape or another. If you betray your teammate at the end? Chances are you'll be considered a wanted shinobi by your village. If you kill a shinobi from an opposing village? I'm sure there might be some reprecautions, there, as well.

Simply because this is a combat-enabled event does not mean that any of you have to fight. If you wish to talk, go for it, and unit against the Sanbi. However, if you're more concerned about your village than someone else's-- do the damn thing. It's entirely up to you - real decisions, and real consequences.

All participants must adhere to a 24 hour posting window after their entrance (and a posting order has been established). We will not be lenient on this matter, and failure to post in the allotted amount of time will result in an immediate disqualification. Any damage that would have been taken shall be, and the results will be canon as well. There will be no extensions given on this posting order - no exceptions, no matter who you are (this includes you, staff).

It goes without saying that disagreements need to be settled civilly. Resorting to any form of name-calling or shit-throwing will result in an immediate disqualification. This includes comments in the Cbox, as well. Furthermore, any form of OOC posting in this thread will result in an immediate disqualification as well; there is an OOC thread for that. With that in mind, my verdict on any situation is final. In situations where I cannot judge, the battle moderators' verdict on the situation is final. So, make sure you get everything you have to say about the subject out before the verdict is given. The less information you give us, the less we have to go on when we render our verdict.

You will not be allowed to pass through from the North thread to the South thread. Exiting either of these threads, at any time, will result in you being unable to re-enter. Presuming the numbers are unbalanced (i.e North has 20 people and South has 5), I will relocate people before the fighting gets started (i.e before the sound round of posting, after everyone has posted their introduction).

The closest to the center you can be in your introductory post is one mile. You can not enter either thread with any jutsu pre-prepped or any active attacks. Enter first, and then do your business. You can enter the thread with any weapons that you're able to carry, though.

[Tyro]

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Walking that mile, was an ordeal. Not exhausting, Akio's trained physique left him duly able to continue whatever trials awaited him, and he was sure they would be more. The trek to the center already had tested him. His resolve among the Kages whose animosity towards each other was nearly tangible, the fight behind him, and the two other ninja who had begun a conflict before leaving. In fact it seemed most of the contenders for the Sanbi outright decided to flee the island. It left the Samurai with a notion that whatever awaited at the center would be ever more dangerous. Likely a trap.

But he was here now; and even though feeling as though the only occupant of the island, the felt a presence. Perhaps Sanbi itself. Perhaps not.

His occupation demanded he stay no matter the obstacle. His honor depended on it. But besides that, the world's security depended on it. It overshadowed his own honor and pride and further fueled his desire to tame Sanbi. Ninja...he was sure nothing but corruption would follow in the event that they took Sanbi as their own. Corruption, and destruction, running rampant without end. The foresighted events were made even worse when he brought to though that this was only one beast.

The forestry in the center of the island made the Samurai and his archer aware of how much territory they had crossed. They at that point knew they were closing on the destination, and even sooner did they quickly overcome the swamp-like forestry of palm trees and shrubbery and make their way to the center. The hard packed sand that made the ground left the lightest of footstep impressions in their wake.

There it was. Thirty meters away was a bright blue ball radiating power. Sanbi. The forestry now ended, leaving but a few sparse patches of weeds scattered throughout the thirty meters. His face was unseeable behind the helmet he donned as a Samurai, but behind it one would see his eyes. His eyes showing the myriad of expressions ranging from determination to the hope of mercy on the beast and all whom would encounter it. Possibly including himself.

He turned to his back, where Tama the young mercenary was stationed. Too young to experience whatever was about to happen, but useful in his ability with the bow regardless. He turned his face back to Sanbi as he said, addressing Tama.

"Take position among the forest. Do not fire unless necessary."

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He did not look for the boys reaction, but instead listened to the patter of footsteps as he set away to follow his orders. Then, Akio himself, lifted his legs to the awaiting Three Tailed Beast.

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THINGS DONE

• Chakra Used: One High, One Low
  
• All Items Listed
  

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[Sharkk]

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Having left behind many dead shinobi and a desolate area he had came from, Gungnir and his healer made no pause in their continuing forward. Their remaining allies had left, and he did not know if the Tsuchikage and the other Iwagakure shinobi coming from South had made it...But, he was sure they had. Though he aimed to keep his mind as clear as possible for what could potentially happen next, Gungnir sighed. Though he loved to battle, he was one who was well known for over thinking. What if he failed? Iwagakure's Golden Age would rust and he'd be branded useless if he hadn't died by then. Shaking the thoughts from his head as he and Alenka stepped out into the open, he'd wave a hand at her, dismissing her immediately, she knew what to do.

Rubbing the back of his neck as he took the full view of the blue sphere up ahead, he'd narrow his eyes to not be blinded. He had seen the blue rays of light through the swamp like forest, but in the open it was nearly like glaring at the sun and losing a starting contest with it. Moving forward still, Gungnir kept his preparation from their traveling up until now at the ready, he couldn't risk being caught off guard...not entirely. Biting his lip til it split and began to release a small bit of blood, he'd sigh once more as he muttered to himself with a whisper. "Damnit...acting like a coward is so....disgusting!" Shaking his head once again he'd put himself at ten meters away from the sphere...The monstrous being within was becoming more clear with each new step, the power that surrounded it nearly brought him to his knees...But, he never stopped moving forward.
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[Tyro]

He made his way steadily to the center a step at a time, minimizing the thirty meters to the ball quickly with each stride. He didn't take more than a moment to notice the other figure in the small distance from the sphere of energy. He took no actions toward him as of yet, though kept his eyes on him warily.

The two walked in near sync in their approach. Reaching the sphere, five meters away, Akio would stop, finger pointed to his target.

"It is not among the Samurai's way to be vulgar, nor hasty within our actions. But if I may make a request? Let us cut the bullshit of this occasion."

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Akio began to speak to the other occupant of the island, watching his movement to predict whether he too would stop and listen, or perhaps make a mad dash to the Beast and attempt to nab it from the Samurai's fingertips and make a hasty get away. He was prepared for either, and actions that would follow. But he would continue:

"You, are not a civilian. And definitely not a Samurai. Which means your only purpose of gathering to this island is that you have heard of the Sanbi's residence here. You are a ninja. Coming to pilfer it's power for you or your villages gain, no?"



Akio's accusations were spewed from what was a very casually composed fighter. Inside of his armor his demeanor showed no animosity to the other man. Further inside one could see his heartbeat rising, chakra fluttering, and even perhaps the dilation of his pupils. All expecting danger of the highest degree a ninja could offer as he awaited his response.

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[Sharkk]

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The presence of another became too obvious for Gungnir to ignore now. Eyes focusing on the black armor clad figure he tried to piece together his appearance and village...But, that's when he figured it out. The well made armor...that weapon...A Samurai? They still lingered in the shinobi countries? It'd been seven whole years since they had arrived and done anything...The capturing of the Hachibi if he was not mistaken. Did they still feel like police? Did they still believe in their debt to the Shinobi World itself? After all they had originally been the ones who sealed all of the seven Bijuu into various babies from various villages, though that plan failed terribly for the most part.

Matching the Samurai, Gungnir positioned himself five meters from the sphere that almost roared with power. Tilting his head to the side he'd take in what the man had to say, though far from impressed...The Samurai was not a known figure and despite the Samurai past of being "helpful", he did not know this one...Charging chakra into the cylinders within his very arms, Gungnir spoke next. "Don't speak so high and mighty Samurai...I do believe it was you and your people who are the cause of this. Not able to keep a Bijuu sealed to a host long enough aye?...But, that's neither here nor there, the past is a mere scroll to be taken into note during future endeavors...As for be defiling anything, I assure you that you could not be more wrong....War is coming once more, rumors of a masked man with incredible powers are spreading, Kirigakure is rising into the Bloody Mist once again, and Sunagakure is lead by a main General from the last war...Iwagakure needs this beast for her defense, we wish to stay tucked away in our own corner, we haven't even completely healed from the last war."

Eyes loosened up a bit as he watched the Samurai who no doubt saw what Gungnir had to say as a lie, but Gungnir couldn't be for sure. Either way, he could not afford to let this Samurai take Iwagakure's prize!

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Prepppppppp just incase

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[Tyro]

Akio knew of many of this shinobi's points. The last full set of Jinchuuriki that had been released, the Samurai had taken upon themselves to restrain, much like he was doing now. Though it was hardly their fault that the plan had failed, noble as it was. Circumstances disallowed it to succeed, and besides that the famed Uzumaki had been the ones in charge of the sealing in the first place. Placing blame on this Samurai, only granted him a twinge of anger.

His other point, of Kirigakure rising again, and Suna being led by a general of the last war, Akio had reasonably dismissed before his statement was even finished. He did however wait until he had finished his soliloquy to respond, all the while the shinobi talked, Akio himself had his chakra writhing with preparation.

"So Iwa would wish the Beast upon themselves for defense?"

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The Samurai began, the mockery definitely noticeable in the guise of his rhetoric. He continued:

"This is hardly believable. But even should it be so, the Beast's power is much more contained within the peoples of Iron. The ever-neutral nation. In a sense, the beast will again belong to the world. Should one other nation step too far from it's boundaries only then would the beast need be felt."

His argument was stated plain, and within his own mind he even felt the bliss of a Beast contained within peaceful means used only against those who dared test it's might. Here, Akio began a slow strafing to his left, one foot, then the other as to not trip himself up, and ever keeping his eyes to the shinobi.


He began a fighting stance, his right leg back and facing his right, and both fists near his chest while his feet remained springy.

"However...should I not be able to sway you to flee the area and let what should happen, happen. I must dissuade all pretenses and inform you, you will not be obtaining Sanbi without defeating me.


SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT, SHINOBI!"

THINGS DONE

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One Prep

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[King]

OOC: As I stated to Tyro in PM, I'm going to have to disqualify Sharkk. Even if this is the "grand final match," the IIC has been set in stone since the beginning of the event. Regardless of whatever reason Sharkk was unable to post, were I to allow him an extension, I would need to reverse several of my disqualifying verdicts thus far (which would make it unfair to the other players who were DQ'd on similar grounds).

While I do understand that this was entirely out of Sharkk's control, I already gave him several hours beyond the original IIC (this was due to me falling asleep. >_ >). So, with that said, Tyro is the victor of the Sanbi event!

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While his reasons were generally unknown, the shinobi opposing the samurai made a hasty retreat. With a plume of smoke, he completely vanished from the scene leaving not even a trace to suggest he'd ever been there. And with his exit, the power dwelling at the center of the island pulsed.

Before Tyro could even react, a tendril of chakra branched away from the translucent sphere. It pierced his armor without any form of resistance, stabbing into the flesh of his stomach; bonding with his body and chakra, the sphere slowly began to shrink in size as it was drained into him.

It was a ritual of several long moments, each seemingly more painful than the next as the ferocity of the three-tails was sealed within him. When it was over, and the last of the sphere had been devoured, Tyro was utterly exhausted -- far too tired to stand. Perhaps he would be able to feel the ink of the unique seal forming around his naval, swirling thrice before "locking" into place with a brief flash of light.

[~Kohana <3]

Tyro- 30
Shark- 18