[OPEN] Ready to be frozen?

[Blizzàrd1]

Blizzard biography in signature, open field, all out, and mid-range. I would prefer a story battle if possible, if not give me the best you can.

 

[Urda]

I'm bored, why not? You start us off. Don't feel like posting my Bio because it needs updates. Training so far: Ninjutsu: D-rank | Fuuton: C-rank | Doton: Started (Too Many Times >_>) | Katon: Mastered. Disclaimer: Logging off soon. A few good post is all I can manage.

 

[Blizzàrd1]

I'm bored, why not? You start us off. Don't feel like posting my Bio because it needs updates. Training so far: Ninjutsu: D-rank | Fuuton: C-rank | Doton: Started (Too Many Times >_>) | Katon: Mastered. Disclaimer: Logging off soon. A few good post is all I can manage.

Post your biography and you can start by making the first move or setting the story up.

 

[Urda]

Post your biography and you can start by making the first move or setting the story up.

Its crappy. I post for future references or if it means so much.... xd
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The day was a cold windy one: with the cold breeze slithering through my clothes as if it snake crawling in silk. It would annoy me because of times the sun would be high up in the air - appearing from behind the clouds, but no heat-rays would be warming my skin. I was also lean-built; so it would be hard for me to make strong enough body heat at times. I wear my white robe with a hood which mask my appearance and shelter me on my travels. When I could not remember the last time I walk such a distance - within a forest - in such baring weather, is beyond me.

You see, I was given a mission. I receive proper instructions to kill a certain man. He was classified as "Traitor" within his own village. My meeting took place over hours ago, at my arrival of this point. I knew tracking him was going to be hard. The information the unknown man handed me gave little detail. I had to retrace the enemy steps by finding things here and there until I was finally giving a lead that he was spotted heading somewhere around the Munich Forest.....

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I hope that was good. Not quite good for me, but would do for now. I hate starting stories.

 

[Blizzàrd1]

Its crappy. I post for future references or if it means so much.... xd
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The day was a cold windy one: with the cold breeze slithering through my clothes as if it snake crawling in silk. It would annoy me because of times the sun would be high up in the air - appearing from behind the clouds, but no heat-rays would be warming my skin. I was also lean-built; so it would be hard for me to make strong enough body heat at times. I wear my white robe with a hood which mask my appearance and shelter me on my travels. When I could not remember the last time I walk such a distance - within a forest - in such baring weather, is beyond me.

You see, I was given a mission. I receive proper instructions to kill a certain man. He was classified as "Traitor" within his own village. My meeting took place over hours ago, at my arrival of this point. I knew tracking him was going to be hard. The information the unknown man handed me gave little detail. I had to retrace the enemy steps, but finding things here and there. I was finally giving a lead that he was spotted heading somewhere around the Munich Forest.....

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I hope that was good. Not quite good for me, but would do for now. I hate starting story.

You just need to do your best, I will make sure it becomes fun for both of us.

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Finally the times had come where Blizzard could blend in with the weathers of Iwagakure no Sato. Most regions of the ninja world were going through colder seasons, and this was the only time when Iwagakure gets snow. The entire year was all scorching sun which rose above the skies threatening every minute droplet in the body, but at this time of the year, the world goes silent. All you hear is a smooth cold breeze blowing past you and just tingling the skin enough to trigger the shiver.

Blizzard slowly walked away, towards the outskirts of Iwagakure. His swords clinging together with the every bold step he took, and adding the metallic theme to the regular breeze. He walked several miles just like that finally coming across a huge light tower at the very end of lands, where the water separated the countries. He had already been walking for days and with the thought of rest he climbed the tower, choosing the highest point and setting his place. He could finally feel the breeze without any obstruction, it was cold, a pleasure for a ninja whose birth was in the forbidden clan of Yukigakure. Thoughts racing down his mind, "Yuki... Snow? Is that all there is to my existence." After raging battles during his last village at Konohagakure, he had found a new path, a new journey to seek the meaning of his life. With the thought in mind he had set for this travel, traveling to the infamous forest, The Munich Forest! What he knew not, was that a greater power awaited his presence, just to strengthen his existence.

 

[Urda]

You just need to do your best, I will make sure it becomes fun for both of us.

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Finally the times had come where Blizzard could blend in with the weathers of Iwagakure no Sato. Most regions of the ninja world were going through colder seasons, and this was the only time when Iwagakure gets snow. The entire year was all scorching sun which rose above the skies threatening every minute droplet in the body, but at this time of the year, the world goes silent. All you hear is a smooth cold breeze blowing past you and just tingling the skin enough to trigger the shiver.

Blizzard slowly walked away, towards the outskirts of Iwagakure. His swords clinging together with the every bold step he took, and adding the metallic theme to the regular breeze. He walked several miles just like that finally coming across a huge light tower at the very end of lands, where the water separated the countries. He had already been walking for days and with the thought of rest he climbed the tower, choosing the highest point and setting his place. He could finally feel the breeze without any obstruction, it was cold, a pleasure for a ninja whose birth was in the forbidden clan of Yukigakure. Thoughts racing down his mind, "Yuki... Snow? Is that all there is to my existence." After raging battles during his last village at Konohagakure, he had found a new path, a new journey to seek the meaning of his life. With the thought in mind he had set for this travel, traveling to the infamous forest, The Munich Forest! What he knew not, was that a greater power awaited his presence, just to strengthen his existence.

My life withering like a petal falling from the flower as I walk continuously in the Munich Forest - out of breath - dying to my feet for water. My mind was spinning and thoughts were racing in my head as if my last. As I keep walking - trying to stand strongly and not accept death - leaning on each tree, leaving my heated mark with my elbow, I see a boy insight. He was a reflection of my self. I did not quite understand, I was more confuse.

Hear an unknown noise from not a far, a wolf came into sight. "Run....Kid....Run!!!" shouting as I begin pacing to the unknown kid and repeating the same words. The kid just stood there. I had no choice but to protect him. It was not a normal reaction. The wolf was getting closer.....


I woke up to what appear a woman dressing my wounds. She was a fragile old woman which I respected for her welcoming me into her home and medical aid, but of course, I had a mission to continue. She didn't want me to leave and insist I stay for my wound to heal. I did not want to stay and as staying allows emotions; and I show no emotions or attachment in my occupation: Bounty Hunter. However, but for some reason, I wanted to stay. I laid back into the bed - while smiling - resting for the next day....
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[Blizzàrd1]

My life withering like a petal falling from the flower as I walk continuously in the Munich Forest - out of breath - dying to my feet for water. My mind was spinning and thoughts were racing in my head as if my last. As I keep walking - trying to stand strongly and not accept death - leaning on each tree, leaving my heated mark with my elbow, I see a boy insight. He was a reflection of my self. I did not quite understand, I was more confuse.

Hear an unknown noise from not a far, a wolf came into sight. "Run....Kid....Run!!!" shouting as I begin pacing to the unknown kid and repeating the same words. The kid just stood there. I had no choice but to protect him. It was not a normal reaction. The wolf was getting closer.....


I woke up to what appear a woman dressing my wounds. She was a fragile old woman which I respected for her welcoming me into her home and medical aid, but of course, I had a mission to continue. She didn't want me to leave and insist I stay for my wound to heal. I did not want to stay and as staying allows emotions; and I show no emotions or attachment in my occupation: Bounty Hunter. However, but for some reason, I wanted to stay. I laid back into the bed - while smiling - resting for the next day....
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After the finite rest, and the feel of cold, Blizzard yet again set back to his journey. With every step he got closer to his destination, even a man as bold as him had fears. The fear wasn't what lied in the forest, it was not being able to find what he seeks. After several miles, coming through all the different landscapes of the world, he reached to the forbidden place. The forest that is meant only for the desserters, and the one who have the power over nature. The wind sails over the water's surface... Quietly, but surely he recites, feeling the change over the wind, it had gotten colder, yet calmer...

With his hands Blizzard removed the leaves and branches that covered the trail, a man shall not bow to nature. His faith got stronger with every step he took in the silent forest. Not too far from the entrance, a voice called him, and enchanting echo of the leaves speaking to him. It was asking him to return, return to freedom and never return. But he was not going to back down after coming this far, thus he took hold of one of the angelic sword and head for the center, it got darker, and loneliness surrounded him. It was not safe to move in the darkness, he decided to rest once again. But as these thoughts enveloped his mind, he heard the forsaken cries of forest. A pack of wolves surrounded him, they had their eyes locked on the prey, but what they knew not was the power that this stranger wielded. Two of them were already stained with what looked like human blood, not enough for the human to die but enough to make him die if not treated. As they charged, Blizzard closes his eyes swiftly hearing every crunching of leaf and then with the steps he took he slayed a few of them that charged. The rest knowing what they went for, ran with a puppy howl, leaving Blizzard with what seemed like his dinner.

 

[Urda]

After the finite rest, and the feel of cold, Blizzard yet again set back to his journey. With every step he got closer to his destination, even a man as bold as him had fears. The fear wasn't what lied in the forest, it was not being able to find what he seeks. After several miles, coming through all the different landscapes of the world, he reached to the forbidden place. The forest that is meant only for the desserters, and the one who have the power over nature. The wind sails over the water's surface... Quietly, but surely he recites, feeling the change over the wind, it had gotten colder, yet calmer...

With his hands Blizzard removed the leaves and branches that covered the trail, a man shall not bow to nature. His faith got stronger with every step he took in the silent forest. Not too far from the entrance, a voice called him, and enchanting echo of the leaves speaking to him. It was asking him to return, return to freedom and never return. But he was not going to back down after coming this far, thus he took hold of one of the angelic sword and head for the center, it got darker, and loneliness surrounded him. It was not safe to move in the darkness, he decided to rest once again. But as these thoughts enveloped his mind, he heard the forsaken cries of forest. A pack of wolves surrounded him, they had their eyes locked on the prey, but what they knew not was the power that this stranger wielded. Two of them were already stained with what looked like human blood, not enough for the human to die but enough to make him die if not treated. As they charged, Blizzard closes his eyes swiftly hearing every crunching of leaf and then with the steps he took he slayed a few of them that charged. The rest knowing what they went for, ran with a puppy howl, leaving Blizzard with what seemed like his dinner.

The next day, which seem like another persons life for me: I was chopping wood - first thing in the morning- outside, helping the elder woman with the fire. The woman came outside to insure I was warm because I left my robe in the cabin. I look at her shaking my head, giving her a sign that I didn't need it. She command me to put it on, but I said - in a carefree smile- it was best for her. She surrender and wear the robe while helping me with the wood.

A few minutes later, a conversation began of the elder woman asking me of my profession. She continued, by asking me of my origin and allegiance of one of the great villages. She went on to say the name of Sunagakure. I paused at mentions of those words and I claimed to her that I was no longer part of that village. The look on her face gave me no worries as she let a huge sigh and nodded her head of understanding. She then begin grabbing for a object from the pocket of my robe, revealing a Sunagakure headband, with a strike through the middle. "I was once part of Sunagakure...." she spoke in a soft tone.

Before she could finish her words, I begin rising my right-hand to the air at the chest level and performed "half-sheep" hand-seal with one hand and mumbled, "I know" while tilting me head to her direction and locking eyes to the woman. I then move my feet to create great distance between us two, at mid-range....

"What is the meaning of this?!!" she angrily yelled. "This was your time....! Explode!" At the moment of explosion, a recollection of thoughts overcame me to where I reached this point:

• The meeting in the forest with the mysteries man......: He was classified as "Traitor" within his own village.
  
• The travel: The day was a cold windy one: with the cold breeze slithering through my clothes as if it snake crawling in silk. It would annoy me because of times the sun would be high up in the air - appearing from behind the clouds, but no heat-rays would be warming my skin. I was also lean-built; so it would be hard for me to make strong enough body heat at times. I wear my white robe with a hood which mask my appearance and shelter me on my travels.
  
• The leads: "I never heard of a man, but their seems to be a woman from time to time that past through the forest" the unknown man says.
  
• The Munich forest: The forest is a is meant only for the deserters.
  

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Now! The real battle begins......​

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I hope it fits perfectly with your story. I tried to plot it the best way I can. Though, I really like making stories or rather movies, its hard typing it into words.