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 Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:56 am Post subject: Finding Oneself |
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| Quote: | Name: 5th Helix
Requirement: Shiraku Bloodline, trained as a D-rank jutsu
Description: With the 5th Helix, their isn't to much that happens with the Shiraku clansmen, as they have not yet honed their skills in the arts. Within the 5th Helix, they learn to manipulate their bone structure like the Kaguya clan, though only to a slight degree. This allows them to form bone claws which emerge from the knuckles. The claws are around a foot in length, and hardened to be as strong as steel. Unlike actual Kaguya Clansmen, they do not produce enough calcium to harden them beyond breakage.
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The shinobi of the Sand, formerly known as Gamaseijin, strode the desert in hopes of finding something which would never be found. His large shades shielded him from the brilliant sun, as his pants cuffs began to drag along the brilliant yellow sand along with him. His eyebrows furrowed, as he brought he used his left hand to lift the shades, while using the other to grab hold of the closet dreads. As he looked at the lock, which should have been black, his mouth twisted a bit, as he looked at the bright white end. He would have credited to the sun, but as he flipped his dreads forward, all he saw was a spray of white and red at the ends of every single dread, and it wasn't dye. The red resembled blood, though it was a brighter color, and more of a fixture.
He would have stopped to ponder the situation, but at the moment he didn't care at all. Using his right digits, he stuck his hand in his pockets, bringing forth a red rubber band, which he used to place his long hair in a ponytail. He did this almost mechanically, as he was having an internal quarrel with himself to understand what was coming of him. For days he had only been thinking of morbid thoughts, thoughts of death, destruction, pain, cannibalism. This, of course, wasn't something his family had prided itself on, as the Chimiri family had been one who didn't do battle unless it was a final decision. Not understanding what was going on with himself almost made the shinobi wish to scream out, but instead he balled up his fist, as he repeatedly slammed them against his legs. His knuckles began to feel white hot for a moment, before his bone femur seemed to emerge from his balled up fist in two separate parts.
As blood continued to drip from the claws, Gamaseijin thought about crying out for help, until he realized that he didn't feel the pain which he thought was sure to come. As he examined the bone claw, he removed his shades, throwing them into the sand with his normal hand. Twisting his hand this way and that, the shinobi looked into the claw as if it were a mirror which reflected the truth about who he was. The claws, though somewhat bloody, were like pearls, reflecting the world around it with its beauty. As his eyes passed the mirror that were his claws, he realized that his pupil, iris, as well as the whites of his eyes were no longer the same.
His pupil was replaced by a poisonous yellow color, while his iris was the color of a red rose. His whites could no longer be called such, as they were now a deathly black color, looking as if the plague had hit him. A normal person would have been a bit worried about this situation that had now risen, but not Gamaseijin. Instead, a strange, twisted grin appeared on his face, showing off his platinum teeth to the desert around him. His sanity was slipping, as he thought to himself, îGamaseijin is no longer the same, but is Gamaseijin the one to blame? In his mind nothing seemed strange about speaking in the 1st person about himself, but what person of insanity would?
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Roleplaying Characters:
Gamaseijin Chimiri
Tengoku, Sephiroth
RPG Stats:
Shinobi Rank: E-rank Genin ~ E-rank Missing-nin
Village: Sunagakure no Sato ~ Missing-nin
Fame: 0
Reputation:
Training Points: Who Knows?
Inventory: x 10 kunai, x5 Food pills ~ x1 katana, x5 kunai, x10 senbon
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| Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:58 am Post subject: |
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| Quote: | Name: 4th Helix
Requirement: Shiraku Bloodline, 5th Helix, trained as a C-ranked jutsu
Description: The 4th Helix gives rise to what makes the Shiraku Clan so renowned within the world of shinobi. With this level of ability, they are capable of manipulating their own blood to a slight degree. This allows them to use some of the more basic of the clans blood related jutsu. (1 liter of blood can be used/controlled) |
As the shinobi stared at the claw in which he had just created, he began to think of a way to rid himself of the horrible obstruction. It didn't take him long before he realized how to make it disappear, as all it took was the thought in order for the claw to be pushed back into his body, and the wound that was once there, healed over. His eyes shifted across the desert to make sure no one was present to see his show. His paranoia was beginning to deepen, but he didn't care, he had to figure out what was going on with his body. His first thought was of the legendary Kaguya Clan, yet it was impossible, his family had been a part of Sunagakure no Sato for at least thirteen generations, and within that time span someone would have harnessed the ability before him. And even more stressing was the fact that the clan which he thought of was a part of Kirigakure no Sato, and had been since the beginning of the shinobi villages. His feet moved absent-mindedly as he moved to pick up his shades, gently dropping them onto his face to cover his devilish eyes. Deep in thought, his feet continued to move on their own, as he looked at the blood which was coagulating on his knuckles. As he watched it, he began to think about the properties it harnessed within it. Blood was a horrible thing when it was shed, but in reality it was what helped every animal and being live. It was the foundation of everything that moves other than bacteria. As he thought about the blood, his chakra seemed to work on its own, as the blood began to sliver up his arm at his will.
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Roleplaying Characters:
Gamaseijin Chimiri
Tengoku, Sephiroth
RPG Stats:
Shinobi Rank: E-rank Genin ~ E-rank Missing-nin
Village: Sunagakure no Sato ~ Missing-nin
Fame: 0
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Inventory: x 10 kunai, x5 Food pills ~ x1 katana, x5 kunai, x10 senbon
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| Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:59 am Post subject: |
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He would have been astounded, yet there was something within him that knew that he would eventually do it all along. As the blood continued to flow up his sleeve, it leaked into the material of his white t-shirt. A smug look appeared on his face, as he knew what would have to happen next in order for him to complete what would now be training. But before he did so, he wanted to experiment with the small quantity of blood which had already been freed from the rest of its friends. Concentrating on the small trace of blood within the material of his t-shirt, he focused a bit of chakra, as it fumed from his body in an invisible wave. The chakra began to do its job, as every bit of blood was pulled from the fabric of his shirt, and began to decline down his arm once more. The stain which should have been left from the blood stain was no longer there, Gamaseijin could control blood, at least to an extent. He didn't dwell on this matter long, as he began to move towards goals which couldn't be accomplished on his own. As he began to tread through the sand once more, he prepared himself for his latest test, as he pulled out a kunai from his the pouch on his leg.
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Roleplaying Characters:
Gamaseijin Chimiri
Tengoku, Sephiroth
RPG Stats:
Shinobi Rank: E-rank Genin ~ E-rank Missing-nin
Village: Sunagakure no Sato ~ Missing-nin
Fame: 0
Reputation:
Training Points: Who Knows?
Inventory: x 10 kunai, x5 Food pills ~ x1 katana, x5 kunai, x10 senbon
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With the kunai drawn, Gamaseijin began to walk towards the village once more, as he looked down at his arm. The tattooed arms would soon be joined by small gashes, as the shinobi began to drag the kunai along his darkened skin. First one, then two, and finally three cuts were made upon his skin as he watched the blood drip into the golden sand. The dripping of blood was almost comical, which made Gamaseijin bubble up a little, though he quickly suppressed the laugh, and formed another cut on his left arm just for thinking about doing something so human. Blood rolled down his arm, as he instinctively formed handseals. These kata were strange in nature, as they resembled a string in which he had never done before. Forming them as he walked, the blood which was spilled on the sand, as well as that which was still rolling down his arm, joined together as it stood in a stark line beside him. He willed the hardened blood to do more, but it was over, that was all he could do...he needed more knowledge.
Though the first few kata came to him with ease, there had to be something else to it, less the ability was worthless. He needed more information, and he required it now. His pace began to quicken, as he hastily moved towards the village in order to consult with Ballian, the Kazekage. He was almost like the elder of the village in conjunction with being the strongest shinobi in the village. He had seen many things, and participated in many activities for the village, he was bound to know something about what was going on. As his foot was about to cross the threshold into the village, his legs wouldn't allow him to take another step, but instead pointed him in a new direction. A voice echoed in his head as the Shiraku called him towards their former place of business. It was the place in which Shinku had ëfound himself, Gamaseijin was now forced to go, he was Shiraku, though he didnít know that. As he disembarked through the desert once more, the cuts began to heal, as he made his way towards Otogakure no Sato.
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Roleplaying Characters:
Gamaseijin Chimiri
Tengoku, Sephiroth
RPG Stats:
Shinobi Rank: E-rank Genin ~ E-rank Missing-nin
Village: Sunagakure no Sato ~ Missing-nin
Fame: 0
Reputation:
Training Points: Who Knows?
Inventory: x 10 kunai, x5 Food pills ~ x1 katana, x5 kunai, x10 senbon
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