all roads lead to trouble [open]

[Miyamairi Ōtsutsuki]

all roads lead to trouble Miyamairi Ōtsutsuki's journey through the Land of Earth had been a long and arduous one. The young shinobi had recently departed from the Land of Rice, emerging from his crystalline prison of a hundred centuries, and set out to seek adventure and discover what had become of the world in his time away. He had no direction, no set goal of where to go first, and he allowed his wanderlust to guide his steps as he meandered along the road. It was a tranquil afternoon, the sun casting long shadows across the path, when his keen black eyes caught sight of a scene that would etch itself deeply into his memory. An overturned wagon lay before him, a once-sturdy vessel now a shattered husk of its former self. Its wheels, once proud and strong, spun uselessly in the air. The once bustling road now seemed deserted, save for the signs of a fierce struggle. Broken crates and scattered supplies littered the ground, evidence of a violent encounter. Something was wrong. In his age, the Sages of the Ninshū order had all but eradicated banditry in the Land of Ancestors, which sprawled out across what he had learned at a cross roads was now five great kingdoms and many smaller domains in between. He looked over the scene, cautiously moving about the wreckage, looking for any sign of what may have happened. And then, he heard footsteps outside of the wagon. "Praise Jashin..." he whispered to himself, a quiet prayer to his master before he stood up atop the wagon, his hand weaving a small cluster of yellow chakra in a ball above his palm. "Stop right there, bandit!" he called, before he could even see the stranger. Items: n/a

Ninjutsu: 4 Taijutsu: 1 Genjutsu: 2 Technique: 1 Toughness: 1 Speed: 1 Stamina: 5 CP: 20/20 HP: 320/320

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

[Kuromaru Kaguya]

    As Miyamairi came around the wagon, they would be met with a grisley sight indeed. A young man with silvery-white hair and somewhat pale skin stands before them. A pair of cold, calculative eyes settle on the Otsutsuki's face - at first in wonder, and then in what may be interpreted as morbid curiosity. His gaze drifts to the yellow ball of chakra in Miya's hand, and then back to Miyamairi's own black eyes.

    An object, firm in their hand, was dripping... dripping blood. It was the head of what could be presumed to be the owner of the wagon. The body had been discarded off the side of the road, along with two others - what seemed to be a woman and a child. All of them had been intentionally laid together, it seemed.

    Kuromaru had claimed the head for the bounty on the man. It didn't matter why there was a bounty, only that he did the job, and would be soon paid for it. But, seeming to sense something of the situation, Kuromaru Kaguya let the head drop to the dirt road.

    "Strange looking thing, aren't you?" he says, uncaring of whether or not it could be an insult. "I am no bandit. You may take what you want from the litter if you wish. I have what I came for."

    Kuromaru narrows his eyes.

    "Unless, that is, you wish to do something about this?" he asks, his tone daring Miyamairi and gesturing at the severed head leaking on the ground.

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Kuromaru:
CP: 18/18
HP: 0/320
WC: 252

Ninjutsu: 1
Taijutsu: 7
Genjutsu: 1
Technique: 1
Toughness: 1
Speed: 1
Stamina: 3

Items: None

Abilities: Shikotsumyaku (1/1), Bone Shield (1)

Not Yet Present:

Shiraigumo

[Takeo Lee]

Most roads in the Lands of Earth were safe, at least safe enough for travelers and merchants in most cases. Depending on the time of day and the specific road traveled, it could definitely lead to some unfortunate incidents be it by forces of nature breaking a wheel on a cart, or perhaps a desperate person looking to take what someone else had that they wanted or needed. This simple cart on this fairly simple road drew a lot of attention on what was otherwise a simple day.     Who spotted the situation first was hard to say, but Takeo had been the furthest from it, the messy scene, and shortly after a person coming into view, seeming to come upon it and not directly involved with it. Their sudden outburst caught him off guard however, as he called out towards someone, but from his vantage point most of the scene was blocked, which meant getting closer was his only option.     Running up as quietly as he could manage he snuck in and started scanning for what exactly was going on, and when it all came into view, he slowly stood up straight and stared. A familiar person, a familiar scene, perhaps even worse than the last given the circumstances. His entrance into view was nothing dramatic, simply walking up, eyes fixed firmly onto Kuromaru, as his weapon was at some point pulled out almost without realizing it. The blade scraped the ground leaving a thin trench behind him and a digging sound as he moved closer.     He stopped just about equidistant between the two, forming a triangle, but said nothing.

NP: 15 Ninjutsu: 1 Taijutsu: 6 Genjutsu: 1 Technique: 1 Toughness: 1 Speed: 3 Stamina: 2 Chakra Pool: 17 Chakra Regen: 5 Health Pool: 320 Affinity: Wind Clan: Lee Items: Katana

aeron at thq

[Miyamairi Ōtsutsuki]

all roads lead to trouble Miyamairi stared down at the stranger, his mouth agape, as he witnessed the horrible sight. "You... killed them," he stammered aloud, his black eyes fixed on the bodies of the woman and child. He snapped back toward the stranger, the closest thing he had seen in his travels to the Ōtsutsuki of his day. Something about that familiarity— the paleness of the skin, the silver-white hair and the two red dots on his forehead... it made the sight all the more bone-chilling. "You... Are you an Ōtsutsuki?" His voice lacked confidence, he'd never had the heart of a warrior like some of the stronger, more heroic students of the castle, and Jashin had never taught him much in the way of how to fight. "Why did you... kill that man?" The question was not accompanied by any relaxation, his muscles were still stiff. As he asked, he saw another man approach. Wrapped in bandages, they reminded him of Jashin's other students, the ones who had died or who had joined him in his plans against the sages long ago. He had heard that bandits on the road often travelled in pairs. This was an ambush, he was certain. The yellow chakra orb began to fall apart in his hand, and he struggled against it, trying to keep it at the ready. He wouldn't throw it yet. Not unless he had to. Items: n/a

Ninjutsu: 4 Taijutsu: 1 Genjutsu: 2 Technique: 1 Toughness: 1 Speed: 1 Stamina: 5 CP: 20/20 HP: 320/320

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

[Kuromaru Kaguya]

    Kuromaru tilts his head in light question.

    "A fine observation. Yes, I killed them." Kuromaru replies, amused. All of the initial bravado the strange-looking person before him had at the start had vanished utterly and completely. The sight of blood and bodies was clearly something they were not used to.

    He smirks at the question of if he was an Otsutsuki.

    "I am Kuromaru of the Kaguya Clan. We are descended from the line of Kaguya Otsutsuki - so I suppose the answer is not quite." he replies. His Clan were rather proud of their lineage. He gestures mildly at the severed head. "This man is dead, because someone else wanted him dead. I will be paid when I bring back proof of his death."

    At which turn, Kuromaru retrieved a wicker basket from the cart wreakage, and empties its contents on the ground. He takes a cloth out and picks up the severed head, wrapping it and placing it into the basket, as if Miyamairi was not even there.

    But soon, the sound of metal dragging on the ground met Kuromaru's ears, and he looks towards the source - Takeo Lee.

    "You again." Kuromaru says. "You're too late to interfere with my work this time. Or have you come to reconsider my offer?"

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WC: 212

[Takeo Lee]

What an unfortunate scene to come upon, and for all his pride in skill and thinking he had seen things, this certainly wasn't something he was or ever hoped to be used to seeing. He didn't know the situation outside of assuming it was some target of Kuromaru's, but the brutality was quite frankly ridiculous. It took all of his self-control to grip his weapon and hold his position, for all he wanted to add the Kaguya's head onto a pile of those he had created, teeth gritting, face contorted under the wrappings. Standing and staring further, he kept quiet, turning for a moment to the other, fully believing they were nothing but another innocent walking by if not for the clear display of some kind of jutsu or form of chakra he planned to use as a weapon. They seemed more scared that intimidating, and at least for now they looked even more surprised than he was at the scene, shocked even, as if they had never seen anything like it. "We've stumbled upon a dangerous scene. If you aren't a fighter, I'd suggest you take a step back."     Spinning his scythe he twisted it and flicked his arm out to the side, letting just the tip of the extended blade touch the ground. Slowly his head turned back towards Kuromaru, eyes narrowed to the point of near closed. "Here I was hoping to never see you again, let alone so soon."     Holding up the heavily bandaged hand, he raised his thumb and his pointer finger. "I told you two things last we met; That I pray we never meet again, and if we did, we would continue what we started. Given that ball of energy our friend is holding, they aren't thrilled with you either."

NP: 15 Ninjutsu: 1 Taijutsu: 6 Genjutsu: 1 Technique: 1 Toughness: 1 Speed: 3 Stamina: 2 Chakra Pool: 17 Chakra Regen: 5 Health Pool: 320 Affinity: Wind Clan: Lee Items: Katana

aeron at thq

[Miyamairi Ōtsutsuki]

all roads lead to trouble Miyamairi shuddered at the mention of that name. Kaguya Ōtsutsuki. She was the mother of Jashin, and an infamous tyrant of the most wicked sort. She was the most powerful Ōtsutsuki that the clan had ever seen, and from what little that they had heard today, Miyamairi knew she was known as the Rabbit Goddess. "So Kaguya's line still lives?" Miyamairi looked at the stranger, then back at the severed head, and heard his words. Just how dark had the world become, since the era of ninshū had ended? "What a troubling thing to know. You are aware, your ancestor was the worst tyrant this world has ever known?" Miyamairi sort of got the sense that the stranger did know that, given the circumstances they had met and the tinge of pride at that fact in his voice. As the other stranger spoke up, it became clear this wasn't an ambush. Or if it was, it was one with very good actors involved. The stranger seemed to warn Miya to step back, and seemed to also have history with the stranger. "I'm no fighter, but I'm not a pushover either." Miyamairi said, channeling all of the courage they could muster. The yellow orb grew larger, more vibrant in hue, and they looked down at Kuromaru, a little more confident knowing this stranger was more likely to be with Miya than against. "Put down that man's head. He and his family deserve to be buried together, and properly layed to rest. I don't know what this world has become to make such a cruel and inhumane thing a way to make a living, but... I can't abide it." Miya threatened, hoping that this wouldn't escalate further, and too afraid to make the first move. Items: n/a

Ninjutsu: 4 Taijutsu: 1 Genjutsu: 2 Technique: 1 Toughness: 1 Speed: 1 Stamina: 5 CP: 20/20 HP: 320/320

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

[Kuromaru Kaguya]

    Kuromaru gazes at Takeo, and smiles. The Lee Clansman certainly had much to say on the matter, even being threatening - but this was not the same situation as the one before. Kuromaru had likewise told Takeo that the next time they met, he would be well prepared. And he was. However, it seemed that today would not be the day for a battle with the Lee - Takeo, either having second thoughts, or possibly understanding that it was too late do anything about the situation - left the scene.

    This left Kuromaru alone with the strange being before him. He turns his eyes to them.

    "You are rather bothersome." Kuromaru says, setting the severed head on the footstep of the cart. Blood leaked from the neck, but Kuromaru didn't appear all that caring about it. "Who Kaguya Otsutsuki was in the past is irrelevant to me. She slew tens of thousands in her time, and ruled with the power she possessed. Tyrant or no, it matters not to today."

    Kuromaru steps closer to Miyamairi.

    "I also don't care what you think these corpses deserve. They're dead." he continues, casual as if it were a mild conversation. "I know it was cruel - and again, I do not care."

    He takes note of the larger energy ball in Miyamairi's raised hand, regarding it. He'd never seen chakra used like that before... He tilts his head left to right, his bones audibly popping in his neck and shoulders. His right shoulder rises, and the skin splits open! Though, no blood spills from the apparent wound, bone protrudes from the opening, and keeps sliding upwards! Kuromaru grabs hold of the bone, and pulls his the rest of the way out with a sickening slurping sound!

    The arm hands loosely at his side, but the skin heals shut, and the muffled sound of crunching can be heard as the boneless arm regrew the bone Kuromaru had just plucked out. He holds the bones, clearly what had been his upper and lower arm bones, now fused together and deadly sharp at the tip point, and points it at Miyamairi as if it were a sword!

    "If you cannot abide by it, then feel free to do something about it." he says, matching Miyamairi's threat with his own. "I do not typically kill without need, nor without cause, nor without a contract. But if you intend to get in my way, I will consider that cause to kill you as well. You'll get to keep your head, and rot in the ditch with the other bodies."

    With that said, Kuromaru rushes towards Miyamairi, brandishing the bone weapon! He strikes at Miyamairi with a straight, stabbing motion aimed at Miyamairi's chest!!

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Utilizing Shikotsumyaku, Kuromaru pulls out a bone weapon from his body for his Short Action! Kuromaru's next three taijutsu jutsu deal an additional +2x damage, and also counts as bukijutsu.

Bone Weapon (1/3)

Kuromaru attacks Miyamairi with:
Dance of the Camellia
Rank: D
XP: 3 (2XP Base, Powerful 1XP)
Type: Offensive Taijutsu
Affinity: -
Action: Long
Chakra Cost: 6
Power/Damage: 6x -> 8x Shikotsumyaku
Description: Kuromaru pulls the bones of an arm out through his shoulder and wields it like a short sword to stab or slash at the enemy!
[This technique uses 6 Chakra Points.]

Dance of the Camellia will potentially deal 56 damage to Miyamairi!!

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Kuromaru:
CP: 18/18 -6 Tech used/ +6 Chakra Regen
HP: 0/320
WC: 451

Ninjutsu: 1
Taijutsu: 7
Genjutsu: 1
Technique: 1
Toughness: 1
Speed: 1
Stamina: 3

Items: None

Abilities: Shikotsumyaku (0/1), Bone Shield (1)

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Not Yet Present:

Shiraigumo