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 | J.im Kelly | on Jun 27, 2011 14:32:25 GMT -8
Gin was one of the first few to enter the room and begin testing. Though in his mind it was ridiculous to even give an exam to evaluate ones capabilities and if they should be Chunin or not, he realized there was no use arguing against it. If he failed, it was because the system deemed him too unintelligent to proceed with the exams. He wouldn't make a fuss over it, it would only hinder him from achieving a higher rank, and doing more difficult missions. The rank of Chunin was almost a joke to him, but no one took a Nukenin who was classified as a Genin very seriously.
As he entered the room he plopped down onto the seat. After listening to the proctor speak and tell them their allotted time, then begin the exam, he was already through reading the scenarios. There was nothing he had to say that interested him very much, and so his attention was diverted to the sheet of paper that lay before him. Once the order to begin was made, he picked his pencil from the desk calmly, twirling it in between his fingers as he formulated ideas for the missions, playing them in his mind as if he were actually doing them.
They were simple scenarios. Any Genin could have come up with ideas for them, but not all of them were able to be accomplished by certain ones. When they put you in certain predicaments where you would HAVE to do something, sometimes, you just can't achieve a certain goal. Gin didn't run into any problems or stop signs during his planning. His pencil strokes were quick and sharp, and before he knew it, he had finished.
Six already? Heh. I must have been zoned..
He presented his sheet of answers to the proctor as well, taking his leave as one of the first few to finish.
Gin realized he was a little short on armaments. He lacked the firepower to compete in the Chunin Exams at full potential, and with such an obstacle in his way, he opted to head up to the shops. Several minutes passed by and he was already standing in front of a row of different stores, selling all sorts of equipment. To his surprise, there was an expert craftsman there as well, taking custom orders. Gin gripped his mini-bank, popping it open and skimming over how much money he had. He hadn't spent any of his reserve from his missions, and that did him well.
After thinking about his purchase, he stepped forward to one of the salesmen, placing a simple order. He had enough sharpness in his arsenal, and thus he concluded he needed some more 'oomph.' His attacks could not be dulled down to rudimentary projectile tossing. He was a strategist, and he lacked the supplies of one. "I'd like those, please." He pointed at several different selections, and after calculating the price he retrieved the money and held it in hand. Once his items were attained, he paid the worker, thanking him for his time.
With that, he walked off. Disappearing from the crowd.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on Jun 23, 2011 13:58:42 GMT -8
I know this is somewhat old, but back in my Darkfall days we drove the Chinese gold farmers out of our territories by mining their nodes. We'd all get their ore and then they wouldn't be able to make as much to sell it in game. LOL.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on Jun 23, 2011 13:20:06 GMT -8
From the outside, the building appear large, and as Gin took his first few steps inside, his observations had been confirmed. It was massive and expansive. Many places to go, and see. He could only help but grin at the sight. It was almost as if he were under an illusion. Heh... the Samurai are really trying to get on the great shinobi nation's good side, aren't they? Gin rolled his shoulder and popped his neck, making his way over to what appeared to be a receptionist. As he approached the desk, the woman looked at his kasa, and saw the village symbol upon it. She gave a kind smile, insisting that he give her his name, and his village.
Without a word, he retrieved his ID and gave it to her. She looked over it carefully and then wrote something down. After giving him back his ID, she nodded, thanking him.
Gin walked away from the woman, he was going to grab something to eat and rest.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on Jun 23, 2011 11:46:11 GMT -8
Gin stepped over to the Great Samurai Bridge after his travels. He admired it for several moments before continuing, where he was stopped by a guard and asked for identification. Reaching into a pouch, he retrieved his ID, and showed it to the Samurai, explaining his reasoning for coming here.
"I'm here to attend the Chuunin Exams, from Kumogakure no Sato."
The Samurai looked over his identification and gave it back to him. After Gin placed it back within his pouch, the guard asked for all of his weaponry to register it with him as he passed through the bridge. It took several moments for Gin to get all of it, and then a few more minutes for the guard to look for it.
I wonder what they need to know my equipment for...
With that, he waltzed lazily across the bridge. He was tired from his journey here.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on Jun 22, 2011 23:07:40 GMT -8
Gin had long awaited the moment where the Chuunin exams would spring up and he would be well on his way to advancing a rank. He had deserved it. After all, he was one of the more talented Genin in the village. As his gaze took to the earth he remmber the oath he made with is brother's ontop of the mountain that afternoon. Fools... He thought, spitting to the side of him as he continued down the pathway. He was obviously angry at his younger brother's absense, and his closer one's death. If only they had listened to him in the first place when he made his claims about the family style.
He shook his head, dispelling the trance the thought had casted upon him. Gin had much larger things in the back of his head that he need be worrying about. The Land of Iron was his destination, and his own two feet would bring him there. The Chuunin Exams were only an obstacle that he would tear down on his way to domination. If that meant proving to his village he was worth more than a mere low ninja title, then he would achieve excellence and surpass their expectations.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on Jun 22, 2011 21:17:33 GMT -8
Nododitsumaru (Draining Oxygen Slip) Rank: C, B Type: Supplementary / Touch Genjutsu Range: 0 - 10 meters Special: Lack of oxygen affects a single victim within a 10 meter radius from the user, plus 10 more each time retrained the 'C' ranked version is trained; 'B' raked version adds an additional vicitm each time retrained. If Genjutsu is not dispelled within 4 turns, targets fall unconscious. Description: A simple yet affective Genjutsu used mainly as a distraction and to cause panic in the victim. After forming the needed seals, the user designates a target and the technique will start to take effect. The target of the technique will begin to feel as though they’re not taking in enough oxygen at first, with shallow and quick breaths. The next turn the target feels as though they’re taking in no oxygen at all, which is followed by the feeling of drowning. The victim's body believes it is literally taking no oxygen, and so the body doesn't search for it but instead wastes more energy trying to obtain more. This results in the target falling unconscious if the illusion goes unchecked. Domain: Genjutsu – Illusion of Touch
Horoshi no Jutsu (Creeping Crawling Skin) Rank: C Type: Supplementary / Sight Genjutsu Range: 0 - 10 meters Special: AAffects targets within 10 meters of the user, plus 10 more each time retrained. Description: Once the needed seals have been formed, the target of the victim becomes aware of movement under their own skin, like there’s something underneath. At this point the skin on the victim breaks open into little holes, and hundreds of ants climb from the openings. These ants quickly cover the victim’s skin and overwhelm them. This can act as a major distraction as the victim will generally try to get them off in a panic. Domain: Genjutsu – Illusion of Touch.
100 exp because I'm not retraining the first one at all. At least, that's how it was explained to me. ;D
Post by | J.im Kelly | on May 26, 2011 4:35:55 GMT -8
Satsui said nothing but used his actions to relay information to him. Gin knew damn well that after joking with his brother, he would put him in a sort of frenzy. His anger fueled his hunger for blood, and the more he was angry, the more serious about fighting he would get. The strategist knew this, and used it to his advantage to gain a real test of his skill. Satsui's eyes opened, and Gin changed his stance, preparing for the worst. As soon as he began striking, Gin realized an irregularity within his movement. The first was that he was attacking from more than melee distance, and the attacks were no longer aimed at specific points on his body. Satsui appeared to be free-flowing, which wasn't something he usually did.
Instead of engaging closely, Gin backed out, setting himself away from the onslaught by leaping away before they arrived. His clone wasn't as lucky but served well as a sacrifice. As the invisible chakra passed through the clone, it would dissipate, ceasing to exist. This allowed Gin to read his brother's technique, and devise a plan against it. Gin placed himself six meters away from his brother with his maneuver, and from their, held the kanabo outward, both hand wrapped around it's base.
So he does use chakra based techniques.. I wonder how far that jutsu can extend..
He watched Satsui intently, awaiting his next move.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on May 25, 2011 22:01:23 GMT -8
Gin was finished playing with his brother. He knew that he was far better off when it came to determining an opponents weakness and using it against them. Satsui's was a given, he was adept at controlling his chakra somewhat, and excelled at bashing people's faces in. When it came to controlling other people's chakra, however, he was inept. His ability to control the battlefield and his enemies within it was limited. That's where Gin came into play. They both watched each other's backs, but when pit against each other it made for an interesting battle. However, that was years ago when Gin was a Genin fresh from the academy. Now, he was a seasoned fighter, he knew what to do.
Gin lifted the Genjutsu, allowing Satsui's sight to restore itself on it's own. His lips curled up into a grin. From behind his his Kanabo was retrieved and pointed outward. His feet were together, and his dormant arm was casually hanging at his side. The stance was irregular, and wouldn't be used for combat, only for show.
"Come. Show me something I already don't know of you."
Kanabo Rank: C Type: Primary / Melee Description: A kanabo is an iron staff constructed with iron spikes or studs on one end. One or both ends of the wooden types are sheathed in iron, and on occasion, spikes. Kanabô type weapons came in all sizes and shapes with the largest ones being as tall as a man and a two-handed weapon while the smaller lighter ones were primarily one-handed and the length of a forearm.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on May 25, 2011 5:55:43 GMT -8
"What tricks do you speak of, brother?"
Gin was enjoying his moment of triumph. Watching his brother off balance was somewhat amusing, but he couldn't let it go to his head, even if it was just a playful spar. His fingers came together once more to seal, and beside him appeared a regular Bunshin. It resembled him in every way, shape, and form. They both presented the same gaze, stance as well. The art of deception was one Gin excelled at. Because his opponent was in a Genjutsu, the clone could be interpreted incorrectly as being a part of his technique. Which was usually the aim when used in conjunction with such jutsu.
Gin retrieved his senbon from within his pouch as he watched his brother get up after stumbling onto the floor. He lacked the aim of a hunter, but the weapons were dangerous nonetheless. From his position, nine meters from his target still, he slowly began to release the projectiles, beginning with one directed at the shoulder parallel to Satsui's katana.
Bunshin no Jutsu (Clone Technique) Rank: E Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu Range: Self Special: Allows the user to create a clone without substance that resembles the user in every way, including retaining its movement speed. Clones cannot mold chakra nor perform jutsu, nor can they harm. Up to one clone can be made, plus one more each time retrained. Description: Bunshin no Jutsu is a Ninjutsu technique which every ninja learns at the Ninja Academy. The Bunshin technique creates a copy of the ninja without substance that, although easily seen through by those with doujutsu, can fool the normal eye easily. Why? Simply because although without substance, the copy resembles the ninja in every way. This clone can function as a distraction or as means to confuse one's opponent, though no real damage can be done by it. Finally, as soon the Bunshin gets attacked or comes into contact with an opponent, it will disperse. Domain: Academy Student Ninjutsu.
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Post by | J.im Kelly | on May 25, 2011 5:09:29 GMT -8
Contrary to one such as Satsui may believe, Gin didn't require subtlety to carry out his plans. The aim of the shinobi was to deceive each other, and forward movements such that corrupted his brother's fighting style would be of no use against someone who knew that. Strategy was an art of war. A ninja must see what's underneath the underneath, or die in their attempts at combat. He stopped nine meters from Satsui, allowing his hand to swing around his body like an opening door to release the shuriken at him while in the midst of his stance shift. Their aim was righteous and true, and all descended upon him with rapid speeds.
Hand seals succeeded this action. By the time they were finished the shuriken were fairly close if not melee range. As his hands separated, to Satsui, the world would begin to differ, as if he were placed under the influence of illusion.
Kuramu no Jutsu (Extremely Disorienting Color Spray) Rank: C, Bx2 Type: Supplementary / Sight Genjutsu Range: 0 - 10 meters Special: Affects a single victim within a 10 meter area, plus 10 more each time 'C' rank is retrained; 'B' rank adds an additional viciim each time retrained. Description: After performing the needed seals, the user then targets a person with in range of the technique. The person targeted first shows signs on the technique immediately. From their point of view, the world that they’re looking at is twisting and turning rapidly in different directions, making it very hard to see. After a while disorientation kicks in and the person may feel nauseous and dizzy. Domain: Genjutsu - Illusion of Sight
Post by | J.im Kelly | on May 25, 2011 4:29:24 GMT -8
Gin grinned, watching as his brother took a formation that was unknown to him. For Satsui to have something he didn't recognize was shocking, but at the same time, Gin held secrets of his own. Deadly secrets that probably weren't going to be shown in such a battle, for their lethality. He wanted to spar his brother, not put him into a coma for six months. Also, such usage of powerful techniques would be faulty, as they would simply consume his chakra much like a fat child tore through bowls of ramen. Satsui elevated from the earth with his katana over his head. From his perspective, he realized what to do instantly. Gin pivoted, a maneuver that would've easily avoided any downwards sword strike. Instantly after he propelled himself backwards, expanding the range in between them to about five meters.
At this point his fingers had been released from his Kanabo, and his arms were dangling at his side loosely. The key to Satsui's ability to engage in combat was his armaments, and even without them his body was lethal enough to pummel him. Range was his best bet, and so with another pivot only a digit after he landed he directed himself in the opposite direction, placing himself further away. His movement was at an angle, directed behind his opponent's starting position with a hand digging into his shuriken pouch. Within the gaps of his fingers were three cold stars of death, awaiting his order.
Despite his movements, his attention was bisected between what was in front of him and Satsui to his flank, making sure to keep his tab on him as he pressed on.
Post by | J.im Kelly | on May 25, 2011 3:30:09 GMT -8
Gin was simply passing through the area when he noticed a man carrying around a rock slab. Satsui had been out for the day, leaving him to do nothing but walk around the village and see some of the wonders on the outside. From his perspective, the man was completely ripped and had dark skin. As he began his approach, he noticed that he closely resembled the image of his brother, and after a careful thought he realized his predictions were true. A muffled chuckle rumbled within his throat as he watched the display before him. Only Satsui would think to carry a rock slab with other rocks on it. Heh.. His fingers interlocked in front of him as he stepped into the zone. His palms were directed to the opposites of each other, ushering a series of pops and cracks that echoed within the immediate area.
Calling to his brother, his pace began to quicken, soon reaching to a full on jog and then back to standing position as he reached. From his narrow visage, cold eyes examined the physical state of Satsui, gathering that he must have been out here for several hours judging by the amount of muscle activity and sweat pouring from him. His body appeared to be struggling to press on, but Satsui himself had strong willpower. He could push his body long past his limits simply through inner strength alone. Gin was amazed at how he could do it, such a feat was not a common scene amongst shinobi. Which brought him to believe that they were a truly gifted bunch.
"As expected, you'd be here."
The area he was passing through was mostly known to the Shintarou brothers, who often could be found located there training. It was somewhat of a family secret, but could be stumbled upon by any random traveler. Couldn't all places be, though?
"You down for a fight?"
It had been awhile since he and his brother had an open skirmish. The last time the two fought, an entire portion of their home had to be redone from their tom-foolery. Gin grinned. Without a word, he knew that Satsui would be inclined to accept any challenge he gave him. The area was sort of expansive, but the debris that his brother apparently smashed could be found littering the earthen floor.
His arm came back behind him, his fingers snaking around the metal base of his Kanabo. His speed couldn't match his brother's, but he could at least try.