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The island of solace, the island of solitude
Mon Mar 30, 2020 1:23 am
Taichi took the papers from the Kazankage’s office and headed towards the docks, It was time for him to go to a place, that he could actually call home. His very own island, his very own space. A place that he did not need to share with anyone else, but still a place that he was a part of something much larger than himself, he was finally part of a village.
Taichi river at the docks and he saw that there was no boats or ships that would take him to his island, so he performed the Nativity of a World of Trees technique. Instead of creating a forest, he would manipulate the trees to form a mighty ship. He knew he was going to need a vessel to get him across the small gap of sea that parted the main island to his home.
Trees began exploding out of the ground, linking together and forming the frame of the ship, each log from the trees wound together to form a massive, yet gorgeous ship with the look of pure beauty wrapping around the trim of the ship. The color would be an ashen brown with ivory and red sails, which he would create with the fibers from the wood he had created. When he finished creating the ship, he marveled at his own work for a few moments, being happy with how the ship turned out. He walked along the ramp that led to the dock directly in front of him.
With each step, he would get closer to boarding his ship, the ship that was going to take him home. It was an odd feeling, the feeling of going home. He hadn’t had something like that in as long as he could remember, even before Suna was destroyed. Before Suna was destroyed he had a village, walls that wold “protect” him. When really the danger that he truly faced was within the walls of not only the village, but within his home. His father, the drunk abuser that he was would constantly come home just to beat Taichi. His mother, the sweet angel that she was, was slaughtered mindlessly by some common criminal that caught her off guard with a knife to her throat.
The real threats of the world are usually within the places that many people call home, call the places that they wish to reside. When truly, your safest place to be is away from everyone, to distance yourself so those who could get closer to you. “Stop them before they can hurt you, distance yourself. Distance yourself before you’re hurt. Stop. No more. There's no one out there. No one.” Taichi stopped himself as he boarded the ship. His vision would begin to blur, the anxiety would begin consuming his mind once more. He could feel his anger building, his new Jugo DNA was causing him to process his anger in a much more aggressive way. He knew what was coming next, but he needed to keep it together until he could at least get out over the waters, the he could always rebuild his ship. But if he was to let loose on the docks, he would likely be kicked out of the village he had just gotten allowed to join.
He leaped up to the captains deck and he placed his hands on the banister that was before him. He would begin manipulating the wood of the ship, acting as rudders to being steering and accelerating the ship towards the island that had been granted to him. He channeled his chakra into the ship, having it soar through the water and navigated around the other minor islands that surrounded the mainland. The sails of the ship, both red and ivory, tattered and worn. He put that in there on purpose, as a means to remind himself the wars that he had fought thus far in his life. He knew that there were plenty more, and soon to be much harder wars to fight. But he knew that he was going to do his best to work on himself and make himself stronger and stronger. He was going to push himself through his past and onwards to his future, that hopefully will have less strife, but he largely doubted it.
The ship handled the waters fine, getting him closer to his new home. When he finally arrived at the island, he took a quick look across the landscape. It was a spot that would grant him the space to build the home he wanted and still have plenty of room to train, and practice harnessing and honing the nature chakra that he was beginning to use. He climbed up to the crows nest that he had created at the very peak of his masts, he took a look around, taking in the sight of the ocean and the islands that surrounded him. He looked down into the water and leaped. As he fell, he remembered the time at the volcano. The feeling of free falling directly into the magma, or coming extremely close. He plunged into the water, feeling the heat be washed away in an instant and he enjoyed the crystal clear waters, and the cool water that washed the heat away.
When he emerged from the water, he walked up to the shore of his own island. The dock that was already put into place was going to be far to small for the ship that he created. He performed the hand seals once more the Nativity: A world of trees before slamming his palms together to form the Snake Hand seal. As the wood began to come out of the ground, he manipulated the wood as it formed to create a grand dock that would adorn the south side of his island, the side that faced the open waters, with a grand dock that would befit the ship that he would dock there.
Upon finishing the dock, he would leap back onto the ship and bring it closer to the dock. After having his ship docked he moved the ramp off of the ship and onto the dock, taking each step carefully as his vision was beginning to blur. He stood in the middle of his island, wanting to be as far from the edges as possible. He had put in a lot of thought about just what he was going to build to have as his home here on his very own island.
He thought about possibly having the same type of home as he had in Fang. Just a small quaint log cabin, easy to build and didn't take up a lot of chakra or space. But this time, he had gained more mastery of the Wood release, and he also had his nature energy helping him every step of the way. He performed the hand seals for Nativity: World of Trees and let out a yell. He was getting to the end of his pool of chakra.
He performed the Snake hand seal and watched as the trees began to explode out of the ground, forming building after building, creating an entire village on his one island. He created himself everything you could ever want within a village, and tiered out the buildings, connecting them with bridges made of the fibers from the wood, similar to the sails on his ship.
When he was done he looked at his work, realizing that he was beginning to grow to weary to walk. He performed the hand seal one last time to have a branch come down and pick Taichi up, placing him in his own room. Everything about his new home was exactly what he wanted it to be and he felt a small flicker of excitement, and had a small glint of happiness. After falling down into a bed he made, he passed out immediately. But for the first time in as long as he could remember he fell asleep with a small grin on his face, for he was finally home.
WC:1348
TWC: 1348
Claims:
+26 AP
+1348 towards Okami of the Forest (1348/5000)
Taichi river at the docks and he saw that there was no boats or ships that would take him to his island, so he performed the Nativity of a World of Trees technique. Instead of creating a forest, he would manipulate the trees to form a mighty ship. He knew he was going to need a vessel to get him across the small gap of sea that parted the main island to his home.
Trees began exploding out of the ground, linking together and forming the frame of the ship, each log from the trees wound together to form a massive, yet gorgeous ship with the look of pure beauty wrapping around the trim of the ship. The color would be an ashen brown with ivory and red sails, which he would create with the fibers from the wood he had created. When he finished creating the ship, he marveled at his own work for a few moments, being happy with how the ship turned out. He walked along the ramp that led to the dock directly in front of him.
With each step, he would get closer to boarding his ship, the ship that was going to take him home. It was an odd feeling, the feeling of going home. He hadn’t had something like that in as long as he could remember, even before Suna was destroyed. Before Suna was destroyed he had a village, walls that wold “protect” him. When really the danger that he truly faced was within the walls of not only the village, but within his home. His father, the drunk abuser that he was would constantly come home just to beat Taichi. His mother, the sweet angel that she was, was slaughtered mindlessly by some common criminal that caught her off guard with a knife to her throat.
The real threats of the world are usually within the places that many people call home, call the places that they wish to reside. When truly, your safest place to be is away from everyone, to distance yourself so those who could get closer to you. “Stop them before they can hurt you, distance yourself. Distance yourself before you’re hurt. Stop. No more. There's no one out there. No one.” Taichi stopped himself as he boarded the ship. His vision would begin to blur, the anxiety would begin consuming his mind once more. He could feel his anger building, his new Jugo DNA was causing him to process his anger in a much more aggressive way. He knew what was coming next, but he needed to keep it together until he could at least get out over the waters, the he could always rebuild his ship. But if he was to let loose on the docks, he would likely be kicked out of the village he had just gotten allowed to join.
He leaped up to the captains deck and he placed his hands on the banister that was before him. He would begin manipulating the wood of the ship, acting as rudders to being steering and accelerating the ship towards the island that had been granted to him. He channeled his chakra into the ship, having it soar through the water and navigated around the other minor islands that surrounded the mainland. The sails of the ship, both red and ivory, tattered and worn. He put that in there on purpose, as a means to remind himself the wars that he had fought thus far in his life. He knew that there were plenty more, and soon to be much harder wars to fight. But he knew that he was going to do his best to work on himself and make himself stronger and stronger. He was going to push himself through his past and onwards to his future, that hopefully will have less strife, but he largely doubted it.
The ship handled the waters fine, getting him closer to his new home. When he finally arrived at the island, he took a quick look across the landscape. It was a spot that would grant him the space to build the home he wanted and still have plenty of room to train, and practice harnessing and honing the nature chakra that he was beginning to use. He climbed up to the crows nest that he had created at the very peak of his masts, he took a look around, taking in the sight of the ocean and the islands that surrounded him. He looked down into the water and leaped. As he fell, he remembered the time at the volcano. The feeling of free falling directly into the magma, or coming extremely close. He plunged into the water, feeling the heat be washed away in an instant and he enjoyed the crystal clear waters, and the cool water that washed the heat away.
When he emerged from the water, he walked up to the shore of his own island. The dock that was already put into place was going to be far to small for the ship that he created. He performed the hand seals once more the Nativity: A world of trees before slamming his palms together to form the Snake Hand seal. As the wood began to come out of the ground, he manipulated the wood as it formed to create a grand dock that would adorn the south side of his island, the side that faced the open waters, with a grand dock that would befit the ship that he would dock there.
Upon finishing the dock, he would leap back onto the ship and bring it closer to the dock. After having his ship docked he moved the ramp off of the ship and onto the dock, taking each step carefully as his vision was beginning to blur. He stood in the middle of his island, wanting to be as far from the edges as possible. He had put in a lot of thought about just what he was going to build to have as his home here on his very own island.
He thought about possibly having the same type of home as he had in Fang. Just a small quaint log cabin, easy to build and didn't take up a lot of chakra or space. But this time, he had gained more mastery of the Wood release, and he also had his nature energy helping him every step of the way. He performed the hand seals for Nativity: World of Trees and let out a yell. He was getting to the end of his pool of chakra.
He performed the Snake hand seal and watched as the trees began to explode out of the ground, forming building after building, creating an entire village on his one island. He created himself everything you could ever want within a village, and tiered out the buildings, connecting them with bridges made of the fibers from the wood, similar to the sails on his ship.
When he was done he looked at his work, realizing that he was beginning to grow to weary to walk. He performed the hand seal one last time to have a branch come down and pick Taichi up, placing him in his own room. Everything about his new home was exactly what he wanted it to be and he felt a small flicker of excitement, and had a small glint of happiness. After falling down into a bed he made, he passed out immediately. But for the first time in as long as he could remember he fell asleep with a small grin on his face, for he was finally home.
- My new home:
WC:1348
TWC: 1348
Claims:
+26 AP
+1348 towards Okami of the Forest (1348/5000)
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Re: The island of solace, the island of solitude
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