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Sorry, but I'm going with L on this. Looking for more of challenge. Sorry 'bout that.
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Make your move o-o
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You are just like Scaze ;_;
After walking around for a while, Yamato encounters a weird man. This man had no hair and was obviously disturbed by something, he seemed to be disgruntled. But as Yamato got closer, he knew who this man was. It was a wanted man, Bald Guy from Iwagakure. A dangerous man, even though he didn't look the part. Yamato wastes no time, and immediately confronts the man.
"Oi you, Bald guy. You are a wanted man around these parts, I will not allow you to escape."
Yamato lowers the Earth around the bald man, causing him to descend 20 meters at great speeds. Yamato then weaves the Boar → Tiger handseals in quick succession, creating an adhesive, viscous material to form around and beneath the bald man now trapped in the hole. The sticky material easily engulfs the man, and Yamato then focuses his Mokuton chakra into the hole to form countless sharp edged spikes to emerge in an unorthodox manner around and beneath the man, subsequently skewering/trapping him in the dark abyss.
After walking around for a while, Yamato encounters a weird man. This man had no hair and was obviously disturbed by something, he seemed to be disgruntled. But as Yamato got closer, he knew who this man was. It was a wanted man, Bald Guy from Iwagakure. A dangerous man, even though he didn't look the part. Yamato wastes no time, and immediately confronts the man.
"Oi you, Bald guy. You are a wanted man around these parts, I will not allow you to escape."
Yamato lowers the Earth around the bald man, causing him to descend 20 meters at great speeds. Yamato then weaves the Boar → Tiger handseals in quick succession, creating an adhesive, viscous material to form around and beneath the bald man now trapped in the hole. The sticky material easily engulfs the man, and Yamato then focuses his Mokuton chakra into the hole to form countless sharp edged spikes to emerge in an unorthodox manner around and beneath the man, subsequently skewering/trapping him in the dark abyss.
Oho! It was a fine day. A particularly fine one, if I would say so myself. A man had approached me, seemingly looking for a fight. Of course, by his appearance alone, I could tell he was well, a 'staple' kind of man. The kinds you'd see more often than not in the streets. He had a pleasant, amiable face, and an all-around serene expression that one could almost say, bordered effeminate, considering his occupation as a ninja. Well, that was my opinion, at least. His overall immaculate appearance was something I scorned at, yet something I could not dispute, for though we were ninja's, there seemed to be no formal code of conduct I could refer to. I, of course, believed that such formal, village clothing was inappropriate for noble ninja's.
Needless to say, I preferred ragged, tattered clothing. Today, I donned a set of black robes, tattered and folded in multiple places, yet comfortable to wear. Whilst resting in a random field, this man approached me, with impudence more than anything.
"Bald guy"? How annoyingly impertinent he was. Whilst such a greeting would normally arouse some sort of unpleasant feeling, I, in particular, took offence to being called 'bald'. I simply did not grow hair, but was I really to be faulted for being bald, a word which to me, carried negative connotations? Genetics, yes, that was it, though I knew not of my parents. Was I simply afflicted with some sort of strange ailment? Questions, yes, questions that I must ponder in my own free time, but now, was not that time.
Wanted man, you say? I don't know how reliable your sources are, but you seem to have made a mistake, or not. Either way, I doubt you'll be able to leave here alive, now that you've piqued my interest. I'm Ikkaku Madarame, and you?
I sneered nonchalantly towards the man before me. Just how strong he was, I did not know, but I was about to find out. As my opponent took the initiative, the ground beneath me suddenly jerked - a phenomenon I was altogether too familiar with. The ground soon began to drop, at relatively fast speeds. My opponent was soon out of my sight - something I could not ever allow. Fundamentals of battle, really.
Instinctively, I reacted, creating an upwards current of wind, which swiftly propels me out of the hole you created before it finishes. I would rise out of the hole, hopefully a little to your surprise, before drifting, riding the current, having it propel me slightly forwards, towards you.
As I rise out of the hole, I perform 2 simple hand seals, causing the wind around to lift you up into the air slightly, before forming itself into a tight, compressed orb of slicing winds which proceeds to constrict your movements, and thereafter, slice your body into shreds.
Of course, I would hope that this would not be the end, as I reached into my ninja pouch, and drew two explosive-tagged kunais.
Soon after performing my second technique, I would land on the ground, my knees bent low on the ground, a few meters in front of the hole you created, yet still remaining in mid-range. I would then proceed to launch one of the kunai's I drew, keeping the other inconspicuously hidden from sight, placing it behind my feet, rooted on the ground. The kunai I launched would be sent high into the air, traversing a parabolic arc as it converges upon you whilst you combat the orb of wind that surrounds you.
Performing a swift set of seals, I would multiply the kunai I threw into vast amounts, which would rain dangerously upon you, threatening to ensnare you in a cataclysmic chain of explosions that would serve to completely destroy your body. All the while, I would remain on the ground, my knees bent, keeping the other kunai out of sight, watching for your every movement.
Needless to say, I preferred ragged, tattered clothing. Today, I donned a set of black robes, tattered and folded in multiple places, yet comfortable to wear. Whilst resting in a random field, this man approached me, with impudence more than anything.
"Bald guy"? How annoyingly impertinent he was. Whilst such a greeting would normally arouse some sort of unpleasant feeling, I, in particular, took offence to being called 'bald'. I simply did not grow hair, but was I really to be faulted for being bald, a word which to me, carried negative connotations? Genetics, yes, that was it, though I knew not of my parents. Was I simply afflicted with some sort of strange ailment? Questions, yes, questions that I must ponder in my own free time, but now, was not that time.
Wanted man, you say? I don't know how reliable your sources are, but you seem to have made a mistake, or not. Either way, I doubt you'll be able to leave here alive, now that you've piqued my interest. I'm Ikkaku Madarame, and you?
I sneered nonchalantly towards the man before me. Just how strong he was, I did not know, but I was about to find out. As my opponent took the initiative, the ground beneath me suddenly jerked - a phenomenon I was altogether too familiar with. The ground soon began to drop, at relatively fast speeds. My opponent was soon out of my sight - something I could not ever allow. Fundamentals of battle, really.
Instinctively, I reacted, creating an upwards current of wind, which swiftly propels me out of the hole you created before it finishes. I would rise out of the hole, hopefully a little to your surprise, before drifting, riding the current, having it propel me slightly forwards, towards you.
As I rise out of the hole, I perform 2 simple hand seals, causing the wind around to lift you up into the air slightly, before forming itself into a tight, compressed orb of slicing winds which proceeds to constrict your movements, and thereafter, slice your body into shreds.
Of course, I would hope that this would not be the end, as I reached into my ninja pouch, and drew two explosive-tagged kunais.
Soon after performing my second technique, I would land on the ground, my knees bent low on the ground, a few meters in front of the hole you created, yet still remaining in mid-range. I would then proceed to launch one of the kunai's I drew, keeping the other inconspicuously hidden from sight, placing it behind my feet, rooted on the ground. The kunai I launched would be sent high into the air, traversing a parabolic arc as it converges upon you whilst you combat the orb of wind that surrounds you.
Performing a swift set of seals, I would multiply the kunai I threw into vast amounts, which would rain dangerously upon you, threatening to ensnare you in a cataclysmic chain of explosions that would serve to completely destroy your body. All the while, I would remain on the ground, my knees bent, keeping the other kunai out of sight, watching for your every movement.
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Tight timeframe, but didn't want to metagame o-o.
The man was buried, into a dark abyss he descended. After hearing various rumours about this man, Yamato knew it wasn't over. Within mere moments, a sound protruded from within the pit. Yamato prepared himself as the man lifted himself from with the hole with the help of a wind gust by the sound of it. Upon seeing the man, Yamato immediately creates a dome of wood to form above and around the man, after sending his Moku chakra through the ground. Above the hole, trapping the man within it. Yamato then creates an immense amount of wooden spikes to emerge from within the dome itself and the earth beneath the man, aimed to impale vital organs.
"Yamato..my name is Yamato."
The man was buried, into a dark abyss he descended. After hearing various rumours about this man, Yamato knew it wasn't over. Within mere moments, a sound protruded from within the pit. Yamato prepared himself as the man lifted himself from with the hole with the help of a wind gust by the sound of it. Upon seeing the man, Yamato immediately creates a dome of wood to form above and around the man, after sending his Moku chakra through the ground. Above the hole, trapping the man within it. Yamato then creates an immense amount of wooden spikes to emerge from within the dome itself and the earth beneath the man, aimed to impale vital organs.
"Yamato..my name is Yamato."
So his name was Yamato.
A decent name it was, in my opinion. Yet, I was not sure. The way the man had said it, and the way the man acted - was Yamato really his name? It sounded more like an alias than anything. Yamato what? Judging from his behaviour and how he sought to hunt me down, I could only assume he was the slave of a village. and if so, it did not surprise me one bit that he would not reveal his true name to me. Identity was, after all, an important thing that was greatly valued in our trade of business.
As I lifted myself out of the ditch without too much difficulty, I, once again, came across yet another obstacle, most probably created by Yamato himself.
Tsk, what an annoying man. Annoying, but interesting...
At the entrance of the hole, a dome of well, wooden material, I guess, formed around me, an element I was most unfamiliar with. Of course, I was worried. It seemed as though Yamato was not just any ordinary ninja; he, for one, was capable of creating a new element, a new material that resembled earth, yet was not quite like earth. It appeared firmer, but I had to believe that the essentials were the same.
An interesting man he was, I had to say. Undoubtedly, this new element was a force to be reckoned with, a force I would come to relish fighting against. The speed at which it formed, and the elegance of the material exceeded that of the Earth element. It was, if anything, a more advanced version of the Earth element.
I did not hesitate, upon seeing the dome of wood form around me. Having figured out the essentials of the element, I, being the daring and bold man I was, decided to well, pit my unique abilities against the new element Yamato created. I knew my bones were strong against Earth, and I could only assume that Wood, whatever it was, was created based on the earth element, and thus, would allow my bones to combat it most effectively, being at least neutral, or strong towards it.
I thus proceeded to 'jump' off the current of wind, landing on the ground just in front of the hole, whilst causing bones to grow out of every part of my body. Using the ground as a platform, I would leap forwards, smashing through the dome of wood using the bones to utterly rip apart the dome you sought to trap me in. The bones, if not already broken in the process, would be retracted, just so you know.
Having broken through your confinements, I would land most deftly on the ground a meter or so in front of the dome, which now has a Ikkaku-shaped hole in it, my knees bent, my body lowered, my hands touching the ground for support. Upon landing on the ground, I would cause 2 panthers of earth to rise up, each, upon creation, rushing towards you in a zigzag manner, so as to make it slightly more unpredictable.
The panthers would maul you from either side, giving you much trouble unless they are dealt with.
As the panthers are created, I would remain on the ground for just a second more, whilst the panthers draw your attention. I would once again draw two explosive tagged kunai's, placing them behind my back as originally intended, inconspicuously hidden from view. Once that is done, I would proceed to rush towards you, running, no, jogging at a comfortable pace in a linear direction towards you.
All the while, I would have the ground behind me seemingly absorb the two kunai's underground, having it subtly transport them underneath you. The kunai's would then rise up, just as the panthers are about to hit you, the sound of the panthers' feet clashing with the earth masking the sound of shifting earth.
The kunai's having risen, I would perform a single seal, detonating the explosive tags, causing some serious damage due to the close proximity between you and the tags. At the very least, your legs would be badly injured to the point where mobility becomes a severe issue.
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The dome swiftly forms around Ikkaku..has the man finally ceased to exist? No, within mere moments of it's creation, the Mokuton construct is ripped apart, like a lion devouring it's meal. What exactly did this man do, was it a special Bloodline limit or..? Yamato was shocked, the man easily escaped the wooden dome, rendering the rest of his move ineffective.
"Seems I am not the only one with a rare bloodline limit, Ikkaku san."
The man lands on the ground, slamming both his hands on the earth before him. Due to the disturbance caused to the earth, Yamato sees two panthers emerge. Both made of earth, running towards him. He immediately focuses his Water chakra beneath the man, create a gush of water to engulf him. A mere distraction, allowing Yamato to deal with the oncoming panthers, who have not reached a great distance from Ikkaku.
Yamato performs the Tiger →Snake handseals, creating a mass of wooden branches to emerge all around Ikkaku and the Panthers, stopping them in their tracks. These branches tear through the Panthers, ripping through them due to elemental strength. Even if it does not destroy them, it would render them useless as they are trapped within the small scaled forest of interwining branches and sharp wooden projectiles, same goes for Ikkaku. Who, at this point, would either be bleeding profusely or be greatly injured. Maybe even dead, but Yamato didn't count on it.
"Ikkaku san..you will not leave this battlefield alive."
"Seems I am not the only one with a rare bloodline limit, Ikkaku san."
The man lands on the ground, slamming both his hands on the earth before him. Due to the disturbance caused to the earth, Yamato sees two panthers emerge. Both made of earth, running towards him. He immediately focuses his Water chakra beneath the man, create a gush of water to engulf him. A mere distraction, allowing Yamato to deal with the oncoming panthers, who have not reached a great distance from Ikkaku.
Yamato performs the Tiger →Snake handseals, creating a mass of wooden branches to emerge all around Ikkaku and the Panthers, stopping them in their tracks. These branches tear through the Panthers, ripping through them due to elemental strength. Even if it does not destroy them, it would render them useless as they are trapped within the small scaled forest of interwining branches and sharp wooden projectiles, same goes for Ikkaku. Who, at this point, would either be bleeding profusely or be greatly injured. Maybe even dead, but Yamato didn't count on it.
"Ikkaku san..you will not leave this battlefield alive."
Hmph...I sneered in response to Yamato's comments.
Tell me, Yamato...are you cultured enough to know of the Kaguya clan?
The Kaguya clan...it had been years since I left them. Years since they were completely annihilated. Years since they faded into extinction. Whilst I did not feel emotion towards my clan, it certainly felt weird, to be wielding the proud art of the Kaguya clan, Shikotsumyaku, after they had all died. I felt nostalgic, and maybe, just maybe, some melancholy. Keh...such emotions were annoying and bothersome.
As the panthers rose to begin its assault on you, a gush of water formed most suddenly beneath me, before forming itself into an orb of water around me, the orb of water inhibiting my movements.
In the face of such adversity, I, however, despite my propensity for acting impulsively, remained calm. I, for one, knew that the orb of water Yamato created had to sustained deliberately, and since Yamato had to deal with the onrushing panthers, there was no way that he could continue sustaining the orb of water.
That said, I never would've expected Yamato to use as large a scale of a technique as he did. Pleasantly surprised, I was.
As his unique Wood element quickly manifested itself as thick branches around me, I distinctly felt the eminent danger approaching me. My panthers were quickly devoured by the wooden branches, and they continued to be propagated towards me without hesitation.
The water collapsing around me being replaced with a more corporeal, eminent danger, I immediately responded, no longer hesitating. Hmph...I was surprised really, that Yamato would get to see one of the strongest techniques in my arsenal.
Sawarabi no Mai! Yamato, cower in fear as you face the Kaguya's power!
Almost abruptly, an abundance of thick, sharp spikes of bones would protrude out of the ground all over the battlefield. These bones would easily rip apart the wooden branches as they approached me, as they continued to grow, at alarming rates, creating an entire forest of pearly white bones. Without doubt, you would be ensnared in this bone forest, and would be impaled brutally from underneath you should you not defend yourself appropriately.
I, upon the emergence of this forest, would merge with the bone spike closest to me, before traveling swiftly through the myriad of bones, reappearing in a bone roughly 10 meters to your left, still partially hidden. I would keep you in sight, continuing to monitor your actions, without revealing my location.
Just some things to note. Apart from the fact that Gushing Water Imprisonment is a technique that is not self-sustaining(I believe, idk if it was updated), you ought to take note of the ranks a little more. Birth of Dense Woodland is A-ranked, and Earth Panthers are S-ranked, so whilst Wood is stronger than Earth, the panthers wouldn't be that easily devoured.
Of course, the size and scale of the technique could give rise to some sort of counterargument, but such undefined things cause a lot of confusion.
Of course, the size and scale of the technique could give rise to some sort of counterargument, but such undefined things cause a lot of confusion.
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"Kaguya clan huh? Now the bones makes sense.."
Yamato ponders to himself, this man was deadlier than he thought. He remembered hearing stories of the Kaguya, a clan filled with psychotic shinobi bent on destruction and death. They exterminated themselves.... but this man is a survivor? He had to stay away from this man in close range. Those bones could pierce through wood with ease. As the wooden branches started accumulating around Ikkaku, Yamato still wasn't sure whether or not this man was finally defeated. Snap, snap ,snap. Yamato heard bones ripping through his wood, coming towards him.
"Shit!"
Yamato slams both his hands onto the ground, channelling unfocused electricity in an omnidirectional blast around his immediate vicinity through the ground, using it as a medium, and extending up to mid range. Yamato had thought of the idea that electricity could destroy or halt the production of the bones. After being unharmed by the bones, Yamato looks around, not being able to find Ikkaku, if he was caught in the electricity blast, he would merely be paralyzed. Unsure, Yamato creates a clone of wood to his left. Awaiting Ikkaku to attack.
"It's not over is it, Ikkaku san?"
Yamato ponders to himself, this man was deadlier than he thought. He remembered hearing stories of the Kaguya, a clan filled with psychotic shinobi bent on destruction and death. They exterminated themselves.... but this man is a survivor? He had to stay away from this man in close range. Those bones could pierce through wood with ease. As the wooden branches started accumulating around Ikkaku, Yamato still wasn't sure whether or not this man was finally defeated. Snap, snap ,snap. Yamato heard bones ripping through his wood, coming towards him.
"Shit!"
Yamato slams both his hands onto the ground, channelling unfocused electricity in an omnidirectional blast around his immediate vicinity through the ground, using it as a medium, and extending up to mid range. Yamato had thought of the idea that electricity could destroy or halt the production of the bones. After being unharmed by the bones, Yamato looks around, not being able to find Ikkaku, if he was caught in the electricity blast, he would merely be paralyzed. Unsure, Yamato creates a clone of wood to his left. Awaiting Ikkaku to attack.
"It's not over is it, Ikkaku san?"
Didn't want to metagame once again xD, according to my move, if Ikkaku was caught in the electricity blast, he would still be within the bones, Yamato not being able to see him. And because the electricity is unfocused, it would not kill the caught Ikkaku, but only paralyze him. So sorry for the crappy move >,>
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I had, at first, of course, thought that my large-scaled forest of bones would have been enough to finish Yamato off. How sorely wrong I was, as it turned out to be. It certainly required a high caliber ninja to be able to stop the proliferation of the bone forest. That said, I had already prepared a slew of countermeasures, and as Yamato slammed his hands on the ground to release a discharge of electricity, I, for one, had already formulated a plan to execute.
After drawing blood, I would swipe my hand across my imaginary summoning tattoo(just assume I have one, I didn't put it in my bio >_>), summoning five identical rays around you. Needless to say, I would abandon my original plan of merging with my bones, seeing the futility of that.
Upon coming into existence, the rays would proceed to whiz about merrily, whilst producing a field of active electrolocation, which readily interferes with you and stuff like that. Whilst you would suffer a noticeable decrease in your motor functions and skills, and thus become more sluggish in your movements, the main, well, point of this would be to have your unfocused electrical current be redirected back at you. The current would serve to cripple you, inhibiting your movements pretty much entirely coupled with the effects of the active electrolocation.
That said, as you are crippled, I would rush forward, at blazing speeds, closing the distance between us as quickly as possible. As I move, I would perform a single hand seal, before, using my right arm, releasing a spear of lightning that rushes forth towards you, converging at incredible speeds.
The spear of lightning would impale you in your chest, hitting your vital organs, ensuring death should the attack connect. Given the speeds at which this technique, coupled with your current immobilization, this technique would be rather, well, hard to avoid.
It's over now, Yamato.