The blades of vengeances have fallen swiftly. The shinobi are no more as 'Absolute Justice' has returned...now, it is the Samurai that rule the Five Major Nations!
But at what cost? Have they become the very thing that they despised the most...? Heroes and villains seem to change roles every day, but one thing is for certain - we yearn for our freedom, for days gone by where we flew the skies unhindered.
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Sept 10, 2015 19:29:15 GMT -8
"What. The. Fuck?"
It wasn't very ladylike of me, but the words had slipped from my mouth before I had even processed what happened. Something hit me? I cracked an eye open to inspect the wadded up paper which now sat in my lap, looking innocent as can be, except for the fact it hadn't existed a moment ago. I felt my anger boil and threaten to rage; I considered tossing it straight back at the perpetrator along with a sharp little present. Instead, I inhaled slowly, audibly, and turned my gaze upon ... Aneun? Color me surprised.
The offending ball was brushed from my lap and I stood up, narrowing my eyes at the boy who so casually called himself my brother, despite everything we had been through. Seeing him made me more angry than even being assaulted by a piece of paper. I had gone out of my way to raise my station, improve my abilities, gain power and yet our paths still crossed. I squeezed the bottle in my hand and then lobbed it at him, aiming more or less for his trunk, regardless of his current orientation. A shame, I really enjoyed the fresh lemon taste, but a half-full container of liquid would be a fine payback for the turmoil I felt.
"Why don't you have a little respect for the environment, huh? Or perhaps some respect for yourself," I grumbled, noting the magazine in his hands. The editors were scavengers that liked to take my picture without permission, and in fact were the main reason I no longer went to a public pool. Disgusting.
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Sept 10, 2015 19:15:59 GMT -8
Food, glorious fooood~ Being the wife of the Hokage came with certain perks, such as gourmet dinners and decadent desserts, but that lifestyle could be tiresome. Every now and then I found myself stuck in a rut with nothing to do, no one to speak to, and a fierce craving for the days of my youth. Instead of brooding in the dark recesses of my bedroom, I had taken to disguising myself with a simple jutsu and exploring Konoha with fresh eyes. Nearly everyone disliked Youka, or else avoided her for fear of angering Asato in some way, but no one had a reason to be cruel to the brown-haired beauty I molded. No one would bat an eye at a teenager getting a bowl of Ramen instead of a full-course meal.
Look different, feel different, act different. As Kaoru I could have any personality I desired, not unlike enacting a fantasy or playing a role. I smiled at the woman who whisked passed me on her way somewhere; I saw her shocked expression, as if she were trying to figure out whether she knew me so as to respond properly. I laughed into my hand and turned into the entrance of the shop, immediately distracted by the delightful scent of cooking broth. My gaze swept over the interior briefly - no, wait, not so briefly. Was that..? I tilted my head as recognition dawned upon me, for the only other patron of this particular stand I happened to be familiar with. I paused in the entrance way to collect my thoughts, unsure if it would be wise to eat here given this sad twist of fate. No! I couldn't let his bad attitude ruin my night! I slid into the seat one away from him.
"Owner, are you here~? I've come back again tonight."
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Sept 9, 2015 18:22:04 GMT -8
[setting: village square, noon]
The sun scorched everything its rays could touch, leaving a barren wasteland in its wake - apocalyptic, unapologetic, annoying. Only the bravest, or perhaps the stupidest, of Konoha's inhabitants felt compelled to pass through the brick-paved congregation grounds at the heart of the good part of the village. Aside from it being a shortcut to some residential divisions, it made more sense to travel beneath the shade of buildings and trees, rather than enter a land where the sun had free reign.
That's why I came here, anyway: to be alone. I got no enjoyment out of social interactions, my husband being one of the few exceptions, so it made sense to find a place others actively avoided. The stragglers that wandered into the square, their brows dripping with sweat and their clothes clinging to their bodies, were like animals in a zoo rather than threats to my relaxation. I rolled my bare shoulders to crack them and sighed, leaning back comfortably on my chosen bench. My favorite bench. The bench that was built just a little to close to the fountain, so that every now and then the water misted across my back and tank-top. Pure, sweet heaven.
I closed my eyes and tipped my head back, welcoming the sun, my enemy. We had a lot in common, I mused. The ability to be both useful and intolerable was hard to master, but we had managed it somehow. I tightened my hand around my bottle of iced tea, enjoying the condensation as I lost myself in reveries of childhood days spent in this exact spot.
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Sept 4, 2015 20:55:34 GMT -8
A singular click echoed through the paper-padded room as the door knob turned. Instead of tossing it wide open, the door creaked inward a few inches - just enough space to comfortably fit the sleek, dark feline that pranced inside. Amber eyes studied the surroundings for a heartbeat and then diverted to Asato; her tail lifted happily in the air and curled at the tip in greeting as she crossed the room to him. "You're here already!" The ninneko's mouth opened and her voice rumbled out, an otherworldly phenomena to witness if one was not expecting to see a speaking cat. "She's pretty self-conscious about it all, nya'know?" Calypso glanced back toward the door, flicking her tail lazily.
I couldn't help but sigh at the attitude. I felt her amusement dance through my mind, a connection between us that we chose to keep open when the moment called for it. Everything about my body felt different, from the stifling air I breathed to the way I could see the individual grains of metal which comprised the door knob. I removed my hand from it and pushed the door open the rest of the way, admitting myself to the training room with another petulant mumble. Asato would not be able to tell the full extent of the ritual's alterations - I had pulled my cloak's hood over my head and closed it tightly around my body. One feature could never be hidden, however. I blinked slowly to adjust to the change in lighting and then glanced at him from beneath my eye lashes. Would he think the now slit-like pupil that stared back at him repulsive?
"Anyone would be self-conscious if their entire appearance changed from one hour to the next!" I protested, turning my gaze on Calypso with a scowl. The expression caused my newly-sharp canine teeth to poke my bottom lip uncomfortably, so I stopped, instead rolling my eyes toward the ceiling. "I mean, I can handle changing my appearance for a mission. I've done that before for weeks, it's a non-issue when you know you can always go back to who you used to be. Now, though .. I feel more feline than human." I kicked the door shut behind me and then strode the rest of the way into the room, tugging down my hood as I did so. No, there would be no kitty ears to speak of, at least not in this form!
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Sept 4, 2015 19:05:03 GMT -8
Who knew that a war could be so boring? For all the traveling and adrenaline, our group had been rewarded with surprisingly little conflict. Kirigakure had fallen, but now it was up to us to help it ascend again.
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Aug 31, 2015 7:30:34 GMT -8
I'm going to have to agree with Adero on this one. You're free to request an RE for the mission, but it should not be a mandatory part of it. For missions, you're more than welcome to NPC your own fights, or else fight another PC when required.
Post by addy-hime ♥ on Aug 28, 2015 17:26:03 GMT -8
The Customs Manual, in the section about Ninjutsu, states that we generally do not accept clone techniques. These techniques are basically just copies of the Shadow Clone / Shadow Clone Explosion techniques, except they would be available to Chuunin Katon users.