When the comforts of civilization begin to dull our senses, we must never forget that in the beginning, there was war. And war. And more war. Long before there were empires, there were humans consumed with greed and the hunger for power. Resources, territories, information—these were the forms of sustenance upon which we preyed. Today, we call such habits vices. Oh, how arrogant we have become! Are we not still impelled by those primordial emotions? Is the advent of war so far-fetched? But alas, for you to truly understand, we must dive deeper into this land’s half-forgotten past.
There was a time when might was the only law that humankind knew. Fearsome clans roamed throughout the land, seeking amenable grounds within which they could take root and opposing forces against whom they could test their mettle. Given the irregularity of nature’s bounty, certain regions appealed more than others, and dominion over such coveted territories became the spark that ignited the earliest inter-clan wars. These fierce, internecine affairs tended to conclude only when one side had decimated their competition into oblivion, and many clans of story were rendered extinct during this period.
The victors of war, having claimed their territories, often made truces with surrounding locals, offering protection in exchange for access to the yields of agriculture. Over time, certain communities emerged as more dominant than others, either due to numbers or sheer talent, and their rapid expansion would force smaller, neighboring communities to either collapse into their fold or be devastated. When the dust settled, humankind found itself divided into the five major territories that we are familiar with today. And was the bloodshed over? With our lands obtained and our bellies filled, were we finally content?
06/01/2023 June is for Juggin
We made it y’all, another month of OTA, and fresh off the press we have another promotion ready. Leaving behind the opening bonus sadly, we welcome the jugggggg! June is for juggin AKA working hard, so we are making it a double rewards month for every mission completed! Yes we said it's double rewards, now you all can really get into the thick of those builds if you work hard enough. And who knows what you might uncover in the process. AND all jobs are free to enroll no quest EXCEPT ANBU(Black Ops) roles.
As I scanned the room intently for inherent weaknesses within the structure, I took note of just how rapidly the water flooded the room, and just how high it reached in such a short matter of time. Within seconds, the water was at my waist, prompting an increased sense of urgency when it came to devising my escape. In layman's terms, I needed to think fast. From what I could quickly gather, there were a few spots around the walls of the room that, with enough power, could be smashed with my medical strength, allowing me to escape before the rushing waters fulfilled their threat of drowning me. But I never got that far. While I expected this to be a test, I made the mistake of assuming he wanted to see how I escape, and not how I deal with the highest level of adversity.
Impossible!
And so, taking advantage of the mistake I made, he used his superhuman speed to relocate himself behind me. While I was privy to everything he had done, he had certainly outclassed me in terms of speed. Simply put, I was not able to process, comprehend, and react in time. While I desired to unleash chakra and engage in my defensive go-to technique that was known as Hakkeshou Kaiten – the defensive, chakra fueled spin infamous for how impenetrable of a defense it was – I never got the chance. Rather, I was caught in the beginning motions of my attempt to block, no more than an inch of movement performed before I was entangled.
Too…late…
The cold steal, currently moving in ways regular swords normally do not, wrapped around me just as quickly as its owner had relocated behind me and in my weak spot. Adding insult to injury for this situation, it had also matched the fiercely low temperatures that the rushing waters proving to be my entrapment brought forth. But that was simply not enough for this maniac. In the same motion he had moved, relocated behind me, and entangled me with his sword, he used his other hand to literally zap me of my strength and energy. I watched in horror as my dwindling magical vision told the entire story for me, all the while myself being powerless to stop it. It was like being awake during the most painful of surgeries, unable to move, yet feeling EVERYTHING.
...
It was as if I had been hitting with wave that left me stupified, my body suddenly limp, my mind abandoning its post, all while I descended slowly, and without protest, into what my last thought assumed would be a watery grave. Sure, I was not completely rendered unconscious, but as I floated naturally, my body still and powerless, everything that happened before me from now on seemed like nothing more than a dream. The man responsible for my current position and my assumed demise seemed to slur his words and speak using a foreign language I had never heard of, all the while moving at the pace of a snail. Echoes from sounds spoken before – or not at all – began to ring through my ears, their irregular and distorted nature only making my final state of mind all the more confusing and nonsensical. Perhaps it was best if it all ended.
There is no here. There is no now. The sound is…unknown. When never is; when never was – when never will be. None of it makes sense. What is seen cannot be unseen, but it cannot be seen either. It merely…appears. No one knows who they are. But he knows who he is.
Or does he…?
…
A young man, his short brown hair cut with what appeared to be military precision, donned a shinobi attire attributed to the hidden mist, specifically that to eh rank of Genin. He can be seen among a row of similarly dressed combatants, their still figures and docile dispositions indicating they all pledged allegiance to a higher power, and its representative was currently addressing them. He…dressed differently. There was no sound, but what can be surmised is that one very large man seemed to yell a slew of smaller young men, and on command, they too would respond with a cry.
…
The same young man, now older, was now engaged in a battle of weaponry, an odd set of faint, blue-but-also whitish pupils spreading a haunting gaze towards his opponent. Both were shirtless. One had a pair of swords, each hand clutching them for dear life. The other, several smaller projectiles, such as knives, kunai, stars, and senbon. And while their approach to the combat was vastly different from each other, they both shared one thing in common – their torsos were bloody, endless gashes of varying sizes decorating their upper body.
The blood slowly dripped down, but it was okay, because their pants were black. As the battle raged on, many a man would surround the pair, forming a perfect, violent circle. They cheered, the crowd betting money and trinkets on the decision of which Chuunin would win. But again, everything was quiet. Maybe they yelled something else.
…
Her hair was as black as the night they chose to come together. Slightly older now, the young man – naked, as was his partner – engaged in a midnight outdoor shower. Their attire appeared disheveled nearby, tossed to the side without much care; a rather new looking badge that read 'Jounin' could be seen among the threads. Smiles were produced, bodies were touched, and lips were kissed. It would not take long before the exchange escalated.
This was the first time you could see the young man smile.
It was all dark. The sounds, they were so…distorted. Slow. Fast. Nonsensical. I felt my body float, but not like before, when I was incapacitated over growing waters. No…this was a different kind of floating. As if I was slowly flying. Like, really slowly. But nothing made sense. I was so confused. I couldn’t see. I couldn’t hear. I couldn’t move. My mind…it was so fuzzy. What did I just encounter…? Did I really meet with the MIzukage, only to have him murder me? And what was that…feeling?
The water shadow, resembling a fluid silhouette, maintained its presence beside Ichijin's lifeless body. With a gentle touch on the soldier's neck, it held him in place, while a meticulously planned influx of water gradually filled the room. As the chakra flow ceased, signaling the completion of the process, the atmosphere became immersed in a serene aquatic environment. Releasing his grip, the water shadow allowed Ichijin's body to float weightlessly, barely clinging to life and driven solely by primal instincts.
"The Shinobi Academy is not our path," the man stated with a hint of conviction.
With effortless composure, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, causing the water to swiftly recede through the exits and drains. Landing gracefully on his feet, Mochizuki stood poised as Ichijin's body gently descended to the floor before him.
"Look, he's already expelling water. The seal remains active, but I anticipate no complications."
Turning away from the Hyuuga, Mochizuki paced back to his desk, the rhythmic splashes accompanying his deliberate steps.
"Today, a new identity is forged within the realm of shinobi. Ichijin is no more, only F."
Speaking softly to himself, Mochizuki observed Ichijin gradually regaining consciousness, while medics swiftly entered the room to tend to the fallen warrior. With urgency, they worked to clear his lungs of water and applied their healing expertise to mend his internal injuries.
"Mizukage-Sama, what about the growth on his head?" one of the medics inquired.
Without diverting his gaze, Mochizuki replied sternly, "That is not your concern."
As he spoke, the medical team continued their diligent efforts, focusing on preparing F for transport to the hospital, where he would receive the necessary medical care and embark on the path to recovery. Exit
Kanzen'na onmyō shīru (Perfect Yin & Yang Seal) Rank: S Range: Self Type: Supplementary Handseals: 50 Chakra Consumption: x5 Massive Kanzen'na onmyō shīru was developed by what many people consider the sage of the six paths to contain the powerful chakra of a tailed beast within a human vessel. In order to apply this seal to a vessel you will need 3 unique Chakra signatures, and an enormous amount of chakra.
The Sealer – The sealer must have 5 or more massive’s of chakra available. The Sealing Vessel – must have less than x2 High Chakra (If they have too much chakra the sealing will not work. The Biju – Biju chakra must be contained by any median and dispersed to the seal by sealer
Kanzen'na onmyō shīru can be placed anywhere on a vessels body, once the proper seals are employed the sealer will enveloped in the biju chakra. The sealer will become a median as the Biju chakra flows through their body into the vessel, none of the chakra passed will remain with the sealer unless they want it to (The Sealer can take the Yin or Yang Chakra from the beast in this process) vessel and the Biju. Once the chakra of the Biju is completely passed to the vessel, the sealer will place both hands on the spot the seal and apply 5 massive’s amounts of charka to lock the biju inside the vessel.
Once the process is complete the vessel will be KO’d for the remainder of the thread?!
This seal doesn't place any physical burden on the user, it allows for the perfect synchronization of the bijuu and its host. Cloak form may vary *. Host may take on some characteristic of sealed beast. Note: Cannot be brought (Only Learned Icly) This seal cannot be broken by anyone other than the person who set it or death. AND it can be placed on a item
Eight Tails Has been sealed! Inheritance is now active -
This is the symbiotic relationship between the Jinchuuriki and their Bijuu and its simplest form. In many cases, users may go on not even knowing the power they possess inside of themselves. Despite this, the user's chakra supply is increased by an immense amount. However, even though the Bijuu's chakra rests deep inside their vessel, the actual understanding and ability to use it is limited in this form.
OctoBull - The Host may dramatically increase the size of a single appendage ([up to a maximum of ten times its original size] per turn) for an increment of one Low worth of chakra; they may also opt to use this increment to create one of the Hachibi's eight tails, eventually creating all eight. However, for a single increment of one High worth of chakra, the user can immediately spawn all eight tails simultaneously. The durability of this augmented flesh is quite severe and can withstand most empowered attacks comparable to level 6 defense. This "partial transformation" can be done exponentially, with the only limitation being the user's chakra.
Inki - The eight tails jinchuriki is capable of spitting ink, this ink doesn't have many destructive properties but is capable of making any surface extremely slippery, and extremely hard to wash off it enters someone's eyes it'll blind them for 1 turn.
Dormant Host ↑ - Chakra supply is increased to +8 Massive's.
-Additionally, You've got a small horn on your head, like the baby demon horn from hellboy. AND you know have bright purple Pupils that almost instead of the normal hyuuga look.
-From this thread, your Character wakes up in the hospital with a note from the Mizukage regarding a name change to 'F' and words of your next mission in Kaminari.
Previous inquiries fell on deaf ears as I embraced the darkness once more. Time’s passing, something I still had not experienced since my bout of unconsciousness would lead the medical crew to hurriedly remove my limp body from the office and prepare to transport me to their facilities. Drenched in waters which now dissipated at the source, my body dripped liquids much like my appendages hung low at my sides upon being picked up. I was so far gone.
I was taken to the medical wing of the impressively built Mizukage tower, but I had passed through what appeared to be a more…” primitive” part first. Rather than advanced machinery and tools, it almost appeared cave-like, with the Iryou-nin present donning white robes akin to that of praying monks. My body would soon undergo a cleansing process, where I was undressed, washed, then placed through several temperature altering rinses, from hot to cold, and finally, encased in a special mud-like substance that would remain on me for some time, before ultimately being peeled off.
Of course, I was still unconscious for all of this process. Once that process was complete, I would be moved to the more traditional wing of the hospital, where IVs were hooked up and heart monitors beeped once connected. Nearly a day or two more of remaining there would occur before I finally began to climb my way out of the darkness. It began with closed-eyes murmurs and head shakes. And when I finally came to…
Post by Uchiha, Shinji on Jun 5, 2023 12:32:28 GMT -6
8 post qualified for the previous promotion = 160 xp x1 extra post= 170 XP ϟ F ϟ five post qualified for the previous promotion = 100 xp x1 extra post =110 xp x
