[open] bored as hell ~_~
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I will be using my Yamato biography too.
Apologies on the rather late reply. I just had this marvelous idea of a custom Jutsu.
Care for a little RP?
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Yamato after a long refreshing sleep decided to take a look at the so called famous place everyone he met has been blabbering about. He jumped of the branch off of a tree and headed for the place. After a while of walking, he finally arrived. He was rewarded with the sight of a beautiful ocean. The sun was setting and the horizon was coated with a yellowy-orange sheet. He was most certainly awed and was beginning to relate to the blabberers. The scene was just perfect. Through his peripheral vision, he caught a glimpse of a figure that didn't go well with the scenery. The figure was standing on the ocean and its gaze was fixated at him - which could only mean one thing, actually two things. The figure was a shinobi and he in search for a fight. He obviously looked bored, but now he arrived, he had this unusually disturbing glint in his eyes... bloodthirst. Yamato could feel his pulse quicken and adrenaline surge through every cell in his body. The familiar tingling sensation at the tip of his fingers returned and his brain switched recovered from the sleep. At last his thought to himself. Yamato just about managed to suppressed his urge and walked slowly towards his newly found opponent. He stepped on the ocean, and just before he sank in it, he channeled and balanced chakra at the soles of his feet to help him stand on water. As he was experienced at this he obviously didn't have trouble. As he got close to his opponent, he could make out his face. Step by step, he could distinguish the features of his opponents face. His breath got trapped in his throat as he discovered this man had the same face as him. His eyes studied the man's body and he could see that he also had the same body build as him. He even had the star shaped scar on the left side of his neck as he did. Clearly disturbed, Yamato readjusted his ANBU mask for comfort. Whatever this man was, he clearly didn't belong in this world. However, as well as disturbed, he felt excitement bubble through his veins. If this man had the same exact look at him, he should be able to fight like him.
Yamato: Shall we start out with free-form? Because I want to feel your bones shatter under the impact of my hands.
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Try not to make this fight dull. ^^ I want fun, not victory.
Apologies on the rather late reply. I just had this marvelous idea of a custom Jutsu.
Care for a little RP?
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Yamato after a long refreshing sleep decided to take a look at the so called famous place everyone he met has been blabbering about. He jumped of the branch off of a tree and headed for the place. After a while of walking, he finally arrived. He was rewarded with the sight of a beautiful ocean. The sun was setting and the horizon was coated with a yellowy-orange sheet. He was most certainly awed and was beginning to relate to the blabberers. The scene was just perfect. Through his peripheral vision, he caught a glimpse of a figure that didn't go well with the scenery. The figure was standing on the ocean and its gaze was fixated at him - which could only mean one thing, actually two things. The figure was a shinobi and he in search for a fight. He obviously looked bored, but now he arrived, he had this unusually disturbing glint in his eyes... bloodthirst. Yamato could feel his pulse quicken and adrenaline surge through every cell in his body. The familiar tingling sensation at the tip of his fingers returned and his brain switched recovered from the sleep. At last his thought to himself. Yamato just about managed to suppressed his urge and walked slowly towards his newly found opponent. He stepped on the ocean, and just before he sank in it, he channeled and balanced chakra at the soles of his feet to help him stand on water. As he was experienced at this he obviously didn't have trouble. As he got close to his opponent, he could make out his face. Step by step, he could distinguish the features of his opponents face. His breath got trapped in his throat as he discovered this man had the same face as him. His eyes studied the man's body and he could see that he also had the same body build as him. He even had the star shaped scar on the left side of his neck as he did. Clearly disturbed, Yamato readjusted his ANBU mask for comfort. Whatever this man was, he clearly didn't belong in this world. However, as well as disturbed, he felt excitement bubble through his veins. If this man had the same exact look at him, he should be able to fight like him.
Yamato: Shall we start out with free-form? Because I want to feel your bones shatter under the impact of my hands.
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Try not to make this fight dull. ^^ I want fun, not victory.
okay, I haven't fought and freeformed for a while, and I'm kinda bored ~_~
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Yamato was lying on the ocean just like he was lying in bed, but with his eyes open, looking at the beach which was at a long range distance from his placce. He noticed there someone with a green flak jaket and Yamato stood up. The person was approaching Yamato, he also stepped on the ocean and came towards Yamato. He came closer.. and closer.. and closer. Yamato had a glimpse of the person and his face.
"No friggin way. The rumours are true! "
Yamato saw that the person had the exact same length, the same body, same clothes, but more importantly, the same face! Yamato did expect the man though, and was in fact waiting on him, but deep inside he thought that it were only lies, and that nothing would happen. The person stopped with walking after being on a mid-range distance from me "So.. you received the message."
Yamato was about to grab his anbu mask and put it on, but he saw that the other person was also doing that. So he stopped with moving his hands. Yamato couldn't know what the person was feeling or thinking, but he figured out it'd be approximatively the same as what he was feeling. It was mostly anger.
"So, you want to start out with freeform? You don't know how glad I am that I am able fight you."Yamato was about 10 meters away from him and he stepped a meter to the front. He had a kunai up in his left sleeve and he smiled.
"Why did you put your mask on, I have to admit you look handsome, but another question is, do you know how to fight?"
Yamato threw the kunai at the person, just above the right shoulder and next to the right cheek, he was missing on purpose to see his reaction.
"What is your name?!"