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PM sohyo or aero to GM your entrance into the underground city.

open to anyone willing to rp.
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and just when you thought it was over...
the same old thing just kept happening...

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A pair of steel doors within the outskirts of the village secures a cave entrance which leads far down deep into the pits of the earth. From that cave entrance you may choose to descend on or venture off elsewhere. This journey is not long neither is it too short and tests a shinobis’ skill and prowess for only the strong can truly survive the underground city. It’s a mecca for gamblers and swindlers and holds no authority to wrinkle out the infestation of crime.

It’s terrain itself is a breeding ground for street fights, power-hungry ninja who strive for victory at their own life’s cost. Shinobi of all kind are bounty within these caverned streets; a backwards reality from its neighbor above. The Dungeon is a mighty place and stretches out for vast lengths because it’s always expanding… but don’t let its’ shining lights and your curious temptations fool you… because you’ll find yourself trapped within its grasp unable to find a way out.

The screams of the missing men and women etch forth eons throughout the day and night but they will never be found. Their souls will forever be trapped within its’ maze without a chance of exit. But there is hope within these blood-ridden streets. The underground city holds ground to all of the worlds’ finest training dojo’s at one’s own expense. Only those who truly seek power can enter the underground city and only those who genuinely learn may leave.

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[/b]'s jumping off the wall after every footstep. The mausoleum of air surrounding me smells of blood and mucus, I’m sure of that because my nose cringed to the stench even before I entered.

The blind fold brushed down my figure in a benevolent manner. Brown optics shined through the cavern of darkness with intense curiosity. I was right.. I was standing in a dungeon. My right hand grasped my judas priest and treaded its wooden structure timidly. I evaded my brothers ocular stare because he seemed soporific and I consider myself the life of the party.

[/b] hell'd y' have to blindfold me for this?! ..where the hell are we!?"[/ul]

I said that as I kicked a pebble along the ground. Yeesh, how tough am I huh. I regret it now though because that sound is starting to give my head an ache. Shu didn't seem to notice though because he was too busy taking off his shirt and preparing his stance, I bet he didn't even hear me.

That really heated me, it did. We are twins for chrissake, there is no lil or big with us. Damn. My fists and teeth griped down hard. You can hear the crack! in my knuckles, scathed and beaten down from all the fights I've been in. My grip beckoned swiftly to yo - yo's hilt but I"m not going to use it yet.

I needed to wait. Patience was a virtue and good things always came to those who waited.. Shu remained calm and attentive in his squatted position for just a moment. I could tell he was about to spring...

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[/b] ? ] “I am –screatching noise- FOZKX. What is your business…?” [/ul]

I could sense no sort of chakra circulatory within him, it’s as if something were blocking my sight. There was nothing else to do but to respond to the….thing. Shu and I exchanged glances for a moments haste and then turned back round to face them. They did not move not one inch… but I wasn’t scared either. It takes a lot to shake me and my brother, we go to hell on vacation in the summer. A glimpse passed before I responded back to the hooded unknowns. Shu was going to make me pay for opening my big ass mouth.

[/b] aero ] “…I have no business or quarrel with you all. You may go now..”[/ul]

My terms were direct and lethal. I had no business with them and they certainly didn’t want business with us. After I presumed in responding to the guy he didn’t even answer. What an asshole, honestly. I hate when you tell people stuff and they act as if they’d never heard you. He didn’t even make a sound or whisper to the other guys behind him. I’d begun to get a little paranoid about them, my brother could feel it too. I could feel the tension within the room.

[/b] ? ] “This is our emporium. You must leave now or be thrown into the city…”[/ul]

Shu chuckled a bit but I was having a hard time understanding what it was he was actually humored about. My hand gripped upon yo – yo with fierce intent. The fury within my chakra flowed through its course… pumping me the fuel I needed to make a lethal blow. My left eye darted to it’s counter and saw Shu doing the same. I nodded and flickered myself through the lot of them as he stayed in place. This were our game plan from the very start… to corner them. They still didn’t move. The soft chuckles they gave out began to roar through the walls of the cavern.

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[/i] going to be mocked, not now… not ever. My feet were swifter than my thought. My image transferred to their flank where the two other cloaked men stood. They turned pretty swiftly seeing my speed, I’m sure they had no clue. It didn’t matter though, at least, not to my blade. My propulsion stalls as I think toward them. Burning chakra..? The air jetted forth like steam at such pressure that it countered my strength and stalled my movement. Even with my eyes glaring dead into their souls as their bodies manifested a triangular prison around me.

Couldn’t help wondering just then if my own brother had set me up because he was the sole reason of why I was even here… and I didn’t even know where here was. They even chuckled at the same time but I thought it was tension between them…could I have been so easily fooled? A devilish tone aggravated the hairs upon my neck as I breathed in the fumes of the propelled air. I knew it was Shu but his tone was definitely different.

[/b] shuha } “brother…..brother…..brother. why are you so naïve huh? Are you that dumb? [/ul]

I kept quiet. Not because I’m a bitch or anything but because I fell into the lure so foolishly. Hell, what was I supposed to do though…he is my brother. I don’t even know how to get back to where I came I’m so damn confused. The blind fold sure didn’t help much but I tore a piece of clothing off of my sleeves every chance I could. Not because I didn’t trust Shuha but because I wanted to be able to return to wherever the hell I was going if I ever needed to. What the hell had Shu been up to the past year…?

[/b] shuha } “Jacks. Take him to the pit. Once words comes to you about you know what….contact me ASAP. The words were hard to understand for some reason. Damn… I bet it was that air they released. Knockout gas…[/ul]

‘nnnnnnh…wh…what the?’ I mumbled softly, gripping the soil from the ground in order to reminisce in a place I’d been before. It didn’t feel like any soil I’d treaded before… so this place was new. How was this possible? I could have sworn I was somewhere else just a minute ago. The sound of boastful men fighting awoke me. I stood up and let gravity push the blood back into the bruises and cuts along my body. The pain as I stretched but I was feeling really out of whack. How long was I knocked out..? But even more importantly…

[/b] aero } “where the fuck am I!?!?” [/ul]

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[/b] migraine. I’d begun to cough up blood as the enemies drew nearer to me. They seemed from another planet… they wear metal as armor all over their bodies. I swished the blood in my mouth a few times because I was extremely thirsty. I changed my mind on the thirst after I swallowed it, it tasted so damn disgusting. Rather it be mine than any others though.

My heart began to race as the crowd of brawlers made some sort of a circular ring around me. At least they weren’t ganging up on me ‘thank god’ I said to myself. All I had on me were my black cargo shorts, no shirt but my judas priest, and my shinobi leather open toed shoes. I’m gangster as hell but sometimes I fail to notice it. An odd occurrence…. I feel the wind through my hair. I touched my hair and a tear almost fell as I touched the skin of my head. ‘m….my dreads..’ my teeth gritted so fucking hard, I swear I was about to eat my own words.

I am fucking heated and you better believe it. Who the fuck does Shu think he’s fucking with? All the people that stood around me… I imagined them as Shu. His face was pissing me off so badly that my veins were even popping out of my arms and that only happened when I was truly mad.

[/b] ? } “ey you! new meat!!”[/ul]

A voice bargained forth to my ears in order to grasp my full attention… but I’m not fucking dumb. I knew like hell he was talking to me but I’ll be a dead man before I respond to anything other than my name. I kept put until I felt his presence near me. I turned to face him at that point. He was a very pale muscular-built type guy. His eyes resembled two onyx stones but he had a scar under his left eye as if he’d had surgery there. ‘maybe he’s blind..’ I thought to myself jokingly. I was really in no mood to joke but I really didn’t know what the hell to act like in this predicament.

[/b] ? } “yeah I’m talking to you! are you new to here or what?” he said sarcastically. He knew damn well I didn’t know a got damn thing about where the hell I was. He could see it on my face I was sure of it. My face always portrayed the emotions I was feeling which so far was hatred, disgust, confusedness, and all-out random. So you could probably tell that he was trying to figure out which one of those it was but either way they all rang the same bell. [/ul]

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[/b] aero } “yeah I’m new….. baldy… names uhh aero… nice to meet ya.[/ul]

Boy I said that suave as hell too. I could tell that got him worked up, the baldy part at least. He walked up to me all body-builder like with his firm chest poking out. I couldn’t help but wonder why it was that he was so pale… we were in suna for chrissake. He looked down at me because he was only a couple of inches taller. I could smell his breathe through that chiseled 5 o’ clock shadow of his, it smelled like whisky. I shook my head a couple of times just to make sure I wasn’t sleeping and opened my light brown optics to meet his coals.

[/b] ? } “This aint’ even the first stage of undergrounds maze kiddo. If I were you I’d start being a little nicer because you have to beat me in order to advance… and you have to go through five others before you do that. My name is Guru Yo, the first of the guru’s. ”
{ aero } “are you fucking kidding me? “[/ul]

My voice was a little shaken because I really couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Guru Yo whistled just as he turned his back towards me. I grunted in response as the first of the goons appeared. He didn’t look too bad. He was tan like me and the same height but had a lot of armor on that lit up. It sucked not using my genkai in these situations but I figure it’d make me even stronger if I kept at it without relying on my doujutsu. Moms always told us when we were little not to depend on our strengths or they would end up becoming our weaknesses. That saying is my way of life.

Anyway, back to the goon. He stepped rather gangster-like upon the battlefield. I simply shrugged my shoulders, I needed to kill someone in order to alleviate whatever the hell it was I was feeling. His face remained hidden behind a porcelain mask and I’m not going to lie, he looked really badass. I made hint of Guru’s mask and the goon’s.

[/b] aero } “so you’re just a weakling compared to Guru Yo huh? I can tell because your masks are different. Yours is really boring, no offense, but his has all those colors. I guess it doesn’t suck to be a boss after all…”[/ul]

I didn’t mean it as disrespect to be honest, but I couldn’t help the way words came out when I was feeling a little tempered. I could have really given two fucks whether or not they answered me or not.. yo had already beckoned to my hand in beautiful harmony. The sound of its unsheathing created such a lust for blood within me. The grunt didn’t respond at all to my comment so I guess he wasn’t as sensitive as I thought. He had a giant metallic mace which spit off lightning every few seconds. I crouched as he made his last step and mounted himself in order to gather energy.

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[/b]. My hands once more channeled into the depths of the soil and mated with it as I stretched myself back onto my feet. I was fucking sore as hell, I really was. My body ached and my muscles didn’t want to move like they wanted… that one flicker took me a lot of energy for some reason. It must have been because of the poison in my body… I must have definitely been knocked out more than a day.

I looked within the porcelain mask quickly before beckoning it forth to mold in the shape of my own face. It fit very neatly and I could feel the sweat the grunt had emasculated thus far. I definitely was making him nervous. A smirk hid behind the mask as I took one more crouch. The grunt did not seem too happy at what I was doing… but I couldn’t see myself doing this much longer.

[/b] grunt } “ give me back my damn mask you brat!!” [/ul]

My body was telling me to stop even though my heart reluctantly stayed virtuous as did my spirit. I really hated being called a brat but he was definitely no match for me. My eyes flickered through the various stages of my two-tomoe frequently and began to speed up until finally ending at a perfect genkai. My tomoe began to spin in a slow ellipsis, that usually meant that my enemy was about to make movement…but I wouldn’t even allow that.

Eyes of burgundy studied the perimeters around me and my opponent. It only took me a quick second to decipher that I’d have to make quick shunshin-steps in order to beat him. But in my opinion, it’d only take one. Just before the grunt could move I darted off at my top speed. I noticed it made him back up before preparing his next movement…but his tactics would prove to be wasted in vain. A shimmer of light took place of my former position as I disappeared once more. I could hear Guru whistled once more and that usually meant more backup.

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[/b] ? voice ? } “Aero… get a fucking grip. you need to start paying attention and taking action for everything happening around you. for chrissake kid!” [/ul]

My eyes remained closed, I felt no threat from the four ninja only because of that voice I had just heard. The treble within the voice fueled energy into every possible pore within my body. My eyes shot open forward and leered straight through the plethora of men right into the singular hole of Guru-Yo’s eyes. He had already been watching me now, but I saw his eyes jerk back within the mask no matter how hard he’d tried to conceal it. Something caught his glimpse though… I was sure of it.

[/b] Guru-Yo} “Hmm... stand down men. Let me see this one.." [/ul]

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[/b] Guru-Yo } “hold on now. What is it that you said you were here for…?”

{ aero } “ my brother lured me into a cavern that had little-to-no exits. When I got there I thought we’d be training together but it turns out I was backstabbed. He gave me away to some guys in yellow cloaks…who didn’t speak a word of english.. do you know of them?”

{ Guru-Yo } “well I’ll be damned… your him aren’t you…?”

{ aero } “goddamnit, what’s up with people answering questions with other questions that don’t even solve what the hell it was I was asking for. You some type of wise guy?!”

{ Guru-Yo } “haha wow, you even talk like him. you’re a chip off the old block y’know. You don’t have to call me guru-yo you can call me Ievris, nice to meet you aero... uchiha.”

{ aero } “I could say the same for you…why do you have the uchiha crest. Are you one of my brethren as well?

{ Ievris } “no… actually. I’ll get to that momentarily…”[/ul]

The way he was talking to me was making me very uneasy… but that only meant that there was no threat. I sheathed yo on my hip just to hear the sound once more, the cringe of the sword brought back my motives very quickly. My foot began to tap along the dirt as my eyes stayed barely open from my drowsy-self. My stomach even growled a couple of times during Ievris’s long-winded proposals.

I swear these people were on drugs because they could talk you to about nothing and then completely forget about what it was they were talking about. Ievris was definitely drunk, i knew it. They come here and try to rough me around and when I kill someone they all stand around as if they don’t want revenge. Odd..

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[/b] aero } “you still have not told me of the cloaked men. They bare triangles along their uniform. who are they?

{ Ievris } “they are called ogosuri after your fathers name… the founder of the unit. It is a special investigations team that works solely for the leaders of underground. I can’t believe you didn’t know your father was the last leader who ran the underground and was considered an epitome of brute vigor. Before he came to the underground city we were in a state of decadence because of the previous leaders tactics. He was very weak in skill and used others for their powers and didn’t give a damn whether or not they were dead. Your father, Ogorusri, came out of nowhere talking of a coup d’état. That was around the time you and your brother were five. He told the resistance that his sons would be the respectful leaders of the underground once he passed away. [/ul]

[/b] Ievris } You are destined to turn the underground into something else other than a safe haven for criminals and murderers, to expand its boundaries but sadly your brother Shu is beating you in the ways of gathering numbers. You have no one on your side… and the kingdom must be run by one person… not two. This is the rule… even your father said that one of you would have to decide who would be ruler. [/ul]

My eyes never left his mask… the uchiha mark kept bringing up questions. If he were uchiha why was he a scum down within the underground… my brethren usually stayed above ground and made names for themselves wherever they went. My dad was one of those people… his name was known everywhere to such extent that I couldn’t even say my full name without them bombarding me with questions of my fathers legendary battles. To tell you the truth some of the stories they told me about him seemed very exaggerated but I believed them anyways… the man was my father anyways.

[/b] aero } “ah, I see. So if you’re uchiha as well… why do you insist on living your life as a simple-fighter? I have lots of rooms in my house… it was the uchiha compound at once but not many are living in these times so only the uchiha who are alive really come to visit.”

{ Ievris } “ I am not uchiha…”

{ aero } “so… how..?”

{ Ievris } “I only have one sharingan… in my right eye. The only reason I have it is because I was near dead when your father found my body. I had been beaten and sliced apart by some suna hunters because I went missing from the village. It’s not like I wanted to go sell the secrets or something… I just needed to leave from the claws of the government. I’m a free-spirit type of fighter and I will be until the death. Anyways, your father saw me lying bloody broken and bruised on the ground without my right eye. The hunters took it because they said the eyes were the most important tool when identifying villages… and they wanted me to forget completely where it even was.

You and Shu were with him when he found my body and even then he didn’t hold back his words.. just like you. Ogosuri leaned down to my decaying body and touched me with a glowing chakra sphere. I immediately had begun to feel the effects of his magic. It was really rare back in the day to find yourself a uchiha who was a medic… most of them didn’t even care enough for others to delve into the mastery. Ogosuri was a very different man when I met him and I only know that because of the stories I’d heard of him. He was not kind at all… but not in the evil way. He just didn’t care for anyone except him and his family which is not such a bad thing… but he was definitely different the day he found me. [/ul]

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[/b] Ievris } “Once he’d seen me he knelt down real gentle like. I thought he was going to give me a quick death so that I did not have to be tortured any longer. I could tell there was a terrible burden upon his shoulders. The circles around his eyes were dark and the light within his eye did not shimmer just as they told me within his legends. You and Shu stood beside him diligently asking if you could help. Your father could not help but weep every time he saw the both of you because you reminded him so much of his mother. He told me that day what had happened… the day he obtained his mangekyou sharingan. …”

{ aero } “he…told you how my mom died? He obtained the fourth stage…? Wow… so that must mean..”

{ Ievris } “yes, I obtain one of the only mangekyo sharingan on the earth. I think it is why Shu is acting very strange towards you. The night of your mothers death he told me something strange. He said that Shu stood over her body and did not shed one tear although you did. In fact, he even stated that Shu chuckled beneath his breathe as he watched his mom lay breathless upon the floor.

Ogosuri picked Shu up and he just would not stop laughing hysterically. His first tomoe had awakened just at that moment… and he had never felt chakra course through his veins until that point. Usually shinobi only go through that when they’re around the age of 12 and on… but your brother… there is and always has been something off with him..

Your mother died in a bargain plea to the leader that ruled before your father, Gyun. He was a very weak man and did not know how to do anything for himself. Your mother found herself trapped within a maze one day… the very same maze we are standing in now. She had you two with her because Ogosuri had to run some errands to Gyun before they could leave. Your father had already begun creating the Delta Investigations Unit, or Ogosuri for short.

Shu became distant from the entire family after that day. He’d begun tampering with hidden village scrolls though no one really knew how he’d gotten ahold of them. Shu was really young at that age but yet so powerful for a young kid. You of course matured a little later than him but that did not stop you from acquiring your speed I see. Anyways Aero. Your father did not seem to care at all when plucking his own eye out… sure the tears rolled down his cheeks in manifest but he were different somehow. The death of your mother Eiyan really made him think differently.
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I listened to him with no intent whatsoever to draw information… but somehow it seemed to feed more information than I truly needed. I had no clue that Shu had obtained his first tomoe before me… because he made it seem like the first time we really fought that he obtained it… why would he have to lie about that…?


My palms were a little sweaty as I retreated to my imagination to flashback the story. I could see it all playing back now as I stood with Ievris upon the marble floors… my mothers sudden suicide. I saw it. She lunged a kunai right through her chest as if it were her pleasure. I can remember Shu laughing… or maybe it was crying…. Eh.. I don’t know.. he was little after all.


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He said that with a smile and all so big that it almost made me melt, it really did. I still didn’t have a shirt on and it was getting mighty cold all of a sudden. Ievris came to me suddenly with a large ass fur coat after he saw me shaking. I put it on really fast and said thank you, but I don’t think he heard me anyways. He was too busy telling everyone to keep it moving. I could see over the horizon that there was some sort of light beaconing down. There were also voices in the afar that seemed to be yelling. I re-aligned my blade to my right hand. I’m sure I’ll be using it soon anyways.

A whistle sounded off once me and Ievris’s squad got a little further down the road. I could see even further now that we were at another checkpoint. This one looked like a coliseum and I knew right then we’d be going into it. I de-activated my sharingan just in case. Men of my blood were usually beaten just for being alive. I sure loved the attention at those times too. Anyways, that whistle. It came from a fine-ass looking female with pinned up red hair. She was holding a clip board and chewing some pink bubblegum, oh how I wanted to be that bubblegum. I walked up with Ievris as if I were important enough to do so, but I was interested as to what the hell I was going to be doing in that cage.

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I was going to show her, I definitely was. Ievris pulled my neck close to him after they’d begun to walk away. Me and him walked over to his team as he mumbled something to me under his breathe.

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He smiled while saying that, I wonder why. I was sort of glad my hair was cut recently now… I wasn’t going to have to worry about it being tugged or pulled on. I sort of huffed knowing that I was only on a medium-difficulty team. But the thought didn’t bother me too much because I knew that we were going to win. I was unbeatable in battle so far… and there was no way that this was going to be my end.

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Ievris simply smiled and whistled loudly like he always does. We turned back around and followed that chick with the clipboard. I was going to get her to like me, I could tell. Hopefully she’d see me in this battle and consider looking at me different from now on. My hands swung back and forth loosely as we entered the giant coliseum like doors. There were fans everywhere yelling down at us with food falling out of the crevices of their teeth. It was disgusting, it really was. I could remember feeling some sort of shit falling on the top of my head, but that was of no concern once seeing the team of around fifteen in front of us.

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