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Mon Sep 30, 2019 7:31 pm
Chuta took his bags and placed them on ground. It just furthered his thoughts about the guy. He was lazy, rude, and good for nothing. At least he had his jutsu, he always carried a weapon. The other ninja were just as afraid as he was. Chuta was starting to fee more angry than anything.

"Now get lost." He said as he pushed the stuff with his foot.


(Giving up: 5 Shuriken, 5 Kunai, 2 smoke bombs, 2 explosive tags, and two weapon pouches.)
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Tue Oct 01, 2019 4:04 pm
The three travellers dropped everything into a small pile and stepped away. Well, with the exception of one. The young white haired kid, and the brown hair adult male set their items down and stepped away. The black haired boy, no older than 16 or so however, would simply lay his puppet down, and not move away as told. That was fine, Calin would probably be shaken up too if he was in that boys shoes and as green as he was. However the man hated weakness, to lose your head during a situation like this and not follow instructions? That was weakness indeed. The red coated man would begin stepping forward, dropping his suppression as he did, and allowing his chakra to flood the senses of the three shinobi. At the same he would activate his sharingan, the three tomoe coming into existence before his first steps had even begun to leave the ground.  As he moved a quick, but harsh order would escape the man’s lips to the dark haired teen who had not stepped back with his fellows. “Back.” He would say, his stride eating the space between them swiftly. If the boy had not backed up by the time he got to his prize, then he would probably make an example of the boy in front of his fellows.

When he reached the pile of weapons, items, headbands, money, and ID’s, so long as the teen had backed up, he would kneel down, taking out a scroll. He would then proceed to seal everything into the scroll, never taking his peripheral vision of his three victims. He would seal every item with the exception of the katana within the scroll and then simply place the scroll within a coat pocket. The katana however would remain out, and he would take a moment to study the blade and sheath. Looking over the guard to see it in good, solid condition. A fine tool for murder, and one that would be getting a test drive sooner than most expected. “Very good.” He would say simply, turning his full vision, and not just his peripheral, to the targets. “Very good indeed, now then. We’re going to play a game.” He would say, he drew the sword. He would point it at the first of the three shinobi, the young white haired boy. Yoi, based on the ID he had seen as he’d sealed them away. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.” he would say, cycling between the three at each sound before landing once more on Yoi. “Step forward boy, Chuta, Kizaru, do not move, and do not look away, or I’ll kill whoever does as an example. You will watch, and soon enough it will be your turn. I will keep my word, all of you will leave here alive.” He would say, referencing the wording of his promise to let them live.

He would indeed keep to the letter of his word, but letting them live was a far different thing then letting them go unscathed. Should the white haired boy step forward, then Calin would nod before speaking. “I am going to physically torture you. I am going to cut off limbs, and cause untold amounts of pain to you. You will live, and you will remember the pain, and you will use it as a motivator to never be so weak as to let yourself be caught out like this again. Your friends, should they follow orders. Will watch as I do, and then will take their turn as well. Should they fail to follow my directions, I will kill them in front of you. If you try to stop me, I’ll kill you too, and make them watch.” He would say, his voice even, cold. “No one is out here to save you boy. I’d think twice next time before stepping foot the gates of your precious village. There are monsters out here.” He would say, before swiping the drawn sword up at his fastest speed and move to cut the boys right arm off at the shoulder. As he did, he would infuse his newly acquired sword with fire chakra, turning it into a white hot blade that cauterized the wound as it was made. Blood loss would be minimal, the pain of both the cutting off of a limb, and the heat of the blade cooking the wound into a scar would be immeasurable assuming the attack succeeded, of course.

Should that go as planned, whether the boy was now standing, or on the ground in pain. Calin would step forward, careful not to touch the boy himself, and gently place the tip of the white hot katana against the eyes of the white haired shinobi. The heat of the blade would boil the water out of his targets eyes from proximity before a swift, controlled dip of the blade would gouge them out. Shallow enough to not risk killing the boy, but deep enough to guarantee that both eyes would be worthless so long as everything went as planned. Once that was done, his target more than likely screaming in pain or temporarily catatonic with shock, he would turn toward the other two. “Which of you is next?” He would ask, mostly rhetorically but if there were any volunteers then who was he to not consider them? At this point, should all go as stated. The agonized form of Yoi would be one meter behind him. While Kizaru and Chuta would be five meters in front of Calin himself. His red eyes cold and his chakra ready to react to the slightest of tells.

WC: 935
TWC: 1505

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Yoi Yuki
Yoi Yuki
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Village : Konohagakure
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Tue Oct 01, 2019 5:33 pm
As the man in front of them took away their items, Yoi saw him leave out the katana. Was he gonna keep it on him? After hearing the man’s plan, Yoi knew his options were too submit or die. Yoi stepped forward. Yoi saw a flash of light and that was all. A moment later he saw and felt his arm separated from his body and the hot blade before his eyes, swiftly removing them from his body. Yoi fell to his knees as a burning pain spread throughout his body. He let horrible blood-curling screams of agony as he saw nothing but black before him. As he withered in pain on the ground he felt his mind slowly blank out. As his body roared in pain, he felt his mind shut down, sending him into unconsciousness.

WC: 142
TWC: 1618

claiming loss of my eyes and arm


Last edited by Yoi Yuki on Tue Oct 01, 2019 7:29 pm; edited 3 times in total (Reason for editing : added about my arm being cut off)
Layne Kruethdale
Layne Kruethdale
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Tue Oct 01, 2019 6:23 pm
Kizaru was lost in his mind as the man spoke to them. The fear had him stunned like a deer in a spotlight. He was frozen in place until the man causing the terror barked at him. Without a thought the young Puppeteer leapt back as quick as he could to avoid the now quickly approaching mugger.

Mere moments after he moved he brandished one of his comrades blades. The man began to speak yet again, this time describing his next plans for the three genin. Kizaru barely had time to process what he said before Yoi was curled in a ball on the floor screaming. His eyes burned out of his head.

Kizaru recoiled at his comrade's screams and when the man turned to face him and Chuta the young boy sank to his knees. Tears were streaming from his eyes and he was visibly shaking.

"I knew it. Its exactly like that time. Were all going to die. I don't want to die here. Oh god." He began to mutter to himself.

(WC 174)

Chuta Pendragon
Chuta Pendragon
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Tue Oct 01, 2019 6:50 pm
With the cries of his comrades screeching through the air Chuta flinched. The man was so fast that he wasn't sure what he could do. If he even could do. Something. Anything. He wanted to call forth a blade, kill the man while he attacked his friend. While he tortured him. Everything in his body told him to fight, but he could feel it, the best way out of this was to stay put. If he moved he would die. He could count his life as nothing, but those of his friends, he couldn't abandon them.

Chuta watched as the man removed his comrades arm and plucked out his eyes. He was familiar with pain. Being tortured before by pirates he could see their faces again, flashing as the mugger spoke.

Chuta raised his arm, "I'm next you bastard." Pain wasn't something he was afraid of. But was he doing it to get it over with? Was he hoping he was going to pass out? Would this make it easier for Kizaru? His comrades were the only thing going through his head.

WC: 182
Calin Uesugi
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Thu Oct 03, 2019 6:58 pm
It was always amusing to see how quickly one could break someone psychologically as well as how fast one could do it to someone physically. It only took a few moments to torture the white haired boy into unconscious. His mind’s defense mechanism against the pain. Then one of the other genin Kizaru if he remembered their ID’s properly, fell to his knees, crying and muttering to himself about all of them dying. That was alright, they didn’t know he kept his word yet, but they soon would. They would live from this, it would be the hardest thing they’d ever done. However they would most certainly live. Calin took a moment to enjoy the feeling of the pain and madness he was causing. He despised the village system, and so giving those who used them like a crutch a taste of what the real world could bring was always a way to brighten his day. However it had a flip to it as well, for how many in their precious village were as strong as he? One? Two at the most? There were monsters beyond counting out here outside of the safety of their walls. The world itself bred them up to be that way. This was the place to obtain power, and strength to withstand foes, to be your own individual.

Chuta would walk forward, claiming his desire to go next. Calin would give a small smirk before speaking. “Well well, a brave man indeed then? Or are you foolish? I was just thinking about how weak the village system makes you. After all, how many people in your village are as powerful as I seem to be? One? Maybe two at most? Now how many people are in your village? Does that not seem odd to you? Meanwhile, there are monsters out here, powerful ones, and they got that way by being outside of the protective embrace of a village. It keeps you all weak, and more importantly, it adds foolish notions into ones heads, foolish thoughts of being brave to defend your comrades. However those thoughts tend to hide cowardice in certain situations, kind of like this actually.” He would say, the blade of his sword still white hot and ready to be used to cauterize wounds. He would use the pause in his speech, to allow the man a moment to think. “Think of it, Kizaru isn’t getting out of this unscathed, he’ll live, as will you and Yoi. However going first doesn’t protect him from anything, it’s just you subconsciously trying to make it so you won’t have to watch it happen. It’s you hiding from your failure to protect your comrades that didn’t need to occur. You’re almost as old as I am, and yet look at how weak you are? The world outside is filled with trials, tribulations, and monsters. Do we have to play hard ball to get by? Yes, but we survive, and grow so much stronger for it. Keep that in mind little coward, as I allow you to at least feel the same pain as your friend here.” He would say, raising his sword.

The man was only a meter ahead of him and the sword would whip down at his best speed, cutting off the left arm, opposite to Yoi. Should he fall then Calin would follow, again, careful to not accidentally physically touch him. Such things were dangerous in this world, and anyone could be such a danger. He would then use the same careful aim and dipping motion to attempt gouge out a single eye. He would proceed with two quick swipes aimed to cut off both ears and finally as he walked away he would swipe the sword back in an attempt to cut off the man’s right foot at the ankle. He couldn’t let the man be blind at this point, for he was the one who would more than likely take these boys home. He would need to be able to see at least somewhat to perform said task. Of course if the man didn’t fall over Calin would aim to make those same cuts as if his target was standing instead. The white hot blade would cauterize the wounds painfully should his cuts be successful and again chances are the target would go into shock. Should the man fall he would land a meter away from Yoi, both upon the ground behind him now as Calin himself would move forward to stand near Kizaru. “Stand up boy” He would say simply, the intent obvious, it was now his turn.

WC: 768
TWC: 2273
Yoi Yuki
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Thu Oct 03, 2019 7:03 pm
You guys can skip me, as Yoi is unconscious
Layne Kruethdale
Layne Kruethdale
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Thu Oct 03, 2019 8:46 pm
Kizaru sat on the ground trying to keep it together, and failing at it. When the man asked who was next the boy's heart dropped. He was frozen in terror looking at Yoi's limp body. Before he realized it Chuta was offering himself to be next.

Kizaru was relieved but only for a moment. He watched as his friend was riddled with agony. Body parts sliced off like limbing a tree. Even witnessing his own parents deaths was not as gruesome as what was occurring now. The savagery intermixed with the surgical precision was astounding, but what made it worse was the man's grim smile. He enjoyed what he was doing. He was nothing short of a monster. And now, Kizaru was alone with that monster.

When commanded to stand he didnt even think. His body moved on its own. He slowly rose up and stared at his comrades. He wasnt ready. How could one ever be ready for what was about to happen? He could barely breathe, his heart was pounding in his ears.

(WC 175)
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Fri Oct 04, 2019 6:03 pm
It all happened so fast that he wasn't sure what had happened. The pain was searing hot, he couldn't feel his arm. His leg hurt of some reason and blood poured from his face. Adrenalin coursed through his veins at what seemed to be a hundred miles a minute.

It was all black...

WC: 53

Lost: Left eye, right foot, both ears, left arm.
Calin Uesugi
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Sat Oct 05, 2019 2:40 pm
When the scarred man fell, delimbed and in agony, Calin felt a sense of contentment. He was helping these shinobi in his own way. Showing them the gaps between themselves and the true monsters of the world. If they survived, which, should nothing else hinder their return, should pose no problem, then they will rise stronger. The fierce heat of their desire to better themselves shall propel them to new heights. Or, they could also never recover mentally, or emotionally. This very well could break them, shattering pride, and confidence, like glass and dashing the shards into the wind. If that were the case, then Calin would be saving their lives with his current actions. Showing them that they had no hope, no chance of future survival if they continued down this path. It was something he hoped would not be the case. He wanted these three to become stronger than any others in their village. He wanted them to prove his beliefs regarding the weakness of the village system, even if it was indirectly. Should they successfully use this encounter to strengthen themselves, harden their resolve. Then it would prove that warrior were formed into the blood and fire of pain, agony, and that the only true worth of a shinobi was in their scars. Should they choose to forsake their home for that power, that strength that so very few attached to villages obtained, then all the better.

Some might call him insane, and they might even be correct. He did not know, for he was trained in such arts. He was taught the art of killing, he learned on the fields with his mercenary group. He paid for his mistakes with scars, and earned others on the road to glorious victory. As Kizaru rose, Calin would nod, a coward this boy was. For now, but perhaps there was hope for him yet. The boy would stare at the agonized forms of his friends. Was it shock? Resolve? The dark haired teen stood upon the precipice. A push, one way or the other, could make or break him. This was a moment where action alone would not suffice, no, this needs words, to immortalize the moment with the boys mind. He wanted this moment to  come back with crystalline clarity, for years to come. “Yes, look upon your comrades as they lay there, in such pain that it cannot be described. Look upon them and their crucible, as they are either forged into something stronger, or broken and tossed aside for the world to forget. You all have potential boy, but it does not lay within the safety of a village. The world is a harsh place, yes, but it so out of necessity. Yet the villages put up large walls to defend against the brutality of it. They hide from it’s lessons, and therefore learn nothing of true pain. How many in your village can you say have felt this sort of agony? Have had such tests thrust upon them? One? Maybe two? How many have suffered as your friends here have? Have you suffered as they are now? Have you felt the pain necessary to rise to new heights? You’re about to young Kizaru, and you’ll scream, and you’ll feel as if you’re about to die. You’ll wish you would die, wish it would all be over. However, it won’t end, you’ll wake up, and have to face your world. Have to build yourself stronger in order to be ready to face such agony in the future. Yoi and Chuta are facing their crucibles now.” He would say, his words clear, and precise. There was no anger in his voice, no glee, simply firm belief that this was the way the world was meant to be.

His next words would come out after a short pause, the dark promise within them seemingly better paired with the dead of night, than the height of the midday sun. “My name is Calin Uesugi, and as I have done with your friends. I will now force you into yours.” He would say simply before his sword flashed, moving to cut off both legs of the boy. The blade would still be white hot with fire and the wounds, made at mid thigh, would cauterize as the blade slashed through should it land. The searing pain of having ones leg cut off, coupled with the mind numbing pain of the wound being scorched closed with fire, would drive a normal man absolutely mad in most situations. If this succeeded the boy would theoretically fall forward, toward his friends. This should cause him to land merely a meter from Chuta, who was a meter from Yoi. The three of them strewn across the road, their limbs laying about as if there was still some assembly required. Calin would consider gouging out this boys eyes out too, but would decide against it. He had seen the pain of his friends in them, had watched their suffering without turning away. Calin would respect that. Instead he would sheath the blade, the gleaming metal finding purchase within the wooden sheath. He would then proceed to walk ten meters away before turning back toward the group of them. “Use this moment, embrace this pain, use it to guide you. Use the fires of your will to help elevate yourselves to heights you have yet to imagine.” He would say, his eyes turning into a unique spiral shape as he spoke. “Allow me to show you some of the fire within mine.” He would say as he formed the horse seal and began to breath. He kneaded his fire chakra within his chest and expelled a magnificent gout of fire, spreading wide over the ground at it’s best possible speed.

One the flames spread, they would encompass all three forms upon the road, and their various limbs. The limbs themselves would melt and char, becoming little more than useless meat given the smaller size of them compared to the main bodies. The three genin themselves, still alive under the flames, and in absolutely life changing agony due to their presence, would still be alive. Their skin would begin to resemble melted wax than anything else. The cracking of the severed limbs nearby could be heard as the marrow within the bones boiled out. It was a sight and sound to cause shivers. He had used only one type of fire stronger than this, and it was intoxicating how powerful the  fire was. However, these three were not meant to die this day, and so he would not utilize those flames. The flames as black as night itself and hot enough to burn anything. After a few more moments, he would end the technique, ensuring that the boys did not die. He would watch for a moment or two, to make sure that any residual flames did not move toward the genin while they could not protect themselves. It would take time for them to wake up, gather themselves and return home. He expected Chuta to be the one to ensure that happened. Once he was satisfied that they would not burn to death, he would nod and turn to walk away. No more words need be said, for they would either succeed in their crucible, and rise to new heights, or fail. Whether they failed by dying, or be simply choosing a life of obscurity, quitting the dangerous life they had chosen now, remained to be seen. The odds were against them at this point, but Calin felt as if he had given them a valuable tool today, and a lesson they would never forget.

This truly was an interesting day.

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WC: 1285
TWC: 3555

AP
995
-10 for Sharingan (Forgot to pay last post)
-40 for Great Fire Annihilation

945 AP remaining

Claims: 1125 for Great Dragon Fire
1313 for Pheasant hunter
750 for Great Fireball
367 toward Phoenix Fire Jutsu

12900 Ryo
1 katana
1 summoning ring
5 weapon pouches
13 kunai
2 kunai with explosive tags
2 military rations pills
3 explosive tag
4 smoke bombs
2 corspe storage scrolls
10 shuriken
4 meters of wire
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