| Right here! *He runs up, having sought his sensei in panic* What on earth is that thing!? Its gonna tear the ship apart! |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| Ahh good! *Ignores Psynergis question and starts to quickly form seals* Hold onto me and don't let go! ______________________________ The Cannon is placed firmly into its firing position, the remaining skeleton crew that dares to be on deck are scrambling for the spares ammuntion they have on the shop, desperatly trying to load the cannon Genjou: Load her up boys! Lets give the fish something to chew on before we roast it! The beast is slowly moving its head down towards the ship, and as it closes in on the boat, reality strikes harder than before, as it gets easier and easier to see, that even this large ship was small compared to even one of the beasts smaller teeth* |
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| *Grabs onto Senseis Uniform, still very confused about what's actually going on* Is this normal on sea? |
| *Having learned to not second-guess his sensei, he grabs on without hesitation* This is unreal! |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| Genjou: FIRE!!! *The boat creates its own thunder as the great cannon unleashes its load on the beast. The cannon had been a gift from a high standing noble in a far-away land, the barrel was infused with chakra and its ammunition was said to be made of the hardest form of material there is. The great silvery ball streaks out at the beasts face and connects with a loud explosion that makes the boat rock violently, the explosion did not put even a dent in the enormous beast, the cannon ball was not even visible to its eyes, but it must have felt like being stung by a bee or something similar, for even tho it was small, the beast surly noticed it, for it stopped its rapid decent towards the boat and started sniffling in the air, not distressed, but maybe a bit confused. Genjou: Reload! Can't you see he wants dessert!? The ship was not taking in water from multiple locations, Psys repairs had broken and had formed into a great gaping hole, but that was only a small thing compared to the overall state of the boat. Fire had broken out in every part of the boat, the mast Sora had held onto was about to break again and the front of the boat was completely smashed by the monsters spittle.* Bubbles of light slowly started to form around Psy and Sora, and they both started to shiver intensely, as if something was shaking them from the inside. The monster starts to move against the boat again, but this time much faster, almost lunging for the boat with its huge head, the boat would be nothing but a small stain on its forehead if it were to hit. Tsuriki: Both of you! Form a seal like mine *His seal weaving brieferly stops to show them a strange seal which kinda looks a sun, he then quickly continues to weave seals as he says a few words! Close your eyes and create a mental image of me while holding that seal, I will act as a beacon, do not ask questions just do it! |
KantarellJun 25, 2010 10:27 AM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| Hai!!! *Forms the seal and starts to conjure the image of Tsuriki* Tsu, Tsu, Tsu, Ahh! I can only think of the female Tsu! I hope thats alright NO focus Sora! Focus! Tsu, Tsu, Tsu. |
| *Does as Tsuriki-sensei ordered. Having no problems with concentration* Tsuriki-sensei... |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
Everything goes completely white then flickers of images shoot before your eyes, images of the monster and a man dressed in white, a roaring captain and a crew, fighting desperately against the unavoidable, splinters of wood mingled in with explosions and death, a ship snapped in two! and then you feel the wet embrace of the sea as it drags you home. A Deep Sleep seems to come over you.. Are you alive? What is your name? It all seems frigthiny faint to you as you float in a white garden overgrown with red lilies, you know nothing, nothing at all, only that you are very sleepy, oh so sleepy.. END OF EPISODE 4 |
KantarellJun 25, 2010 5:27 PM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
Team Story Arc Episode 5: Dreams and Red Lillies ] Special Episode This is a dream, what you dream about is entierly up to you, it might be a very real feel type of dream or maybe a psychedelic experience, its all up to you, well almost everything. It should have something to do with your past or your future, something about you, something important for your character. You both are only supposed to post one posts each, so no posting order here, the only other requirement in the post is that you are on the verge of waking up when your post ends, also since youve only got one post, please don't make anything short.. I am not asking for a A4 page of text here tho, but write something that is meaningful and "good" Ill leave the rest to your common sense, good luck. |
KantarellJun 25, 2010 5:39 PM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| *A vivid dream finds Psy. He is in a place, it feels familiar. All he can see is the a large back, belonging to a horse-rider* I know this horse.. ????: Halt! *He peeks out from behind the rider, becoming aware of the fact that his body is moving on its own. A ranger had stopped them at a small bridge, deep in some forest. Psy tries to speak to the rider, but nothing comes out* Ranger: You are about to trespass into the property of the Mulander estate. Please turn back! *The rider drives his horse to the left, trying to get past. He seems to be in a hurry when he answers* Rider: I am a shinobi of iwagakure, i have here the second child of your masters clan. *The ranger spreads his eyes wide open, looking past the rider at the bewildered boy* Ranger: Young Psy.. my lord, i apologize.. *He is about to step aside, but then stands his ground again* Ranger: Young Mulander will have to confirm his authority, many have sought the mulander estate's numerous riches lately.. *The rider dismounts the horse, lifting psy down. He feels like hes shorter then usual, scaling at the height of the riders chest. He brings psy over to the ranger, who gestures a small fountain of sorts mounted on a wooden construct. The rider brings psy over, and reaches a hand into the watery bowl of the fountain* Rider: Do not worry, this wont hurt *He smiles warmly at him, easing every hint of fear or doubt psy had* *He leans Psy's head back and pour the water over his eyes. After a few seconds, the ranger walks up as the rider turns psy to face him. He stops dead in his tracks when psy opens his eyes* Ranger: The ryugan! *He drops his lower jaw on the ground along with his weapon, he had prepared it earlyer, being certain they were imposters* I-i-i-im so sorry, please, enter the premises! Psy: Why did that man know my name, Jun? I didnt say that! I'm talking on my own! Jun: Keep your head down until we are inside, it will all be explained.. *Shinobi-Jun takes Psy to the stables, dragging him along inside the massive estate. Rushing through the hallways, some of the maids drop what they're carrying and gasp as they see him. After a long series of hallways and stairs, the rider knocks on a large dark magogny door. The voice coming from inside is crude and dark, like a low rumble from far-away thunder* ????: Enter.. That voice.. *As they strode inside, psy looks around nervously. The room is dark-lit, with bookshelves running up to the roof on two of the rooms four walls. At the third wall, behind a large wooden desk, a wide-shouldered man sits hidden in the shadow of his curtains* Jun: Lord Mulander, i bring you the last son, as you requested. *He has clear hints of hesitation in his voice, causing the hidden man to turn to them* Lord Mulander: Excellent, i trust ev... what in.... Psy!!? *Psy hides behind Jun as the thundering man takes to his feet. Hesitatnly, Jun steps forward* Jun: Y-yes sire.. it seems.. he won.. Lord Mulander: WHAT!? *He looks at psy with disgust before staggering two steps back against the wall* Lord Mulander: My first born... is dead.. at the hands of this.. THIS!! *He does not finish his sentence, becouse as the raging man could not contain his rage and lunged at them both, Psy felt his presence in this world diminish as everything started turning hazy again...* (A little Lore-treat for ya ;) ) |
PsynergiJun 25, 2010 7:49 PM
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
We are under attack! I am floating on sea of red lillies, in a pearl white world, a warming silver sun licks me awake. Where am I? What do you mean they are already inside? My naked skin is tickled by lustrous white grass that hides between the lillies. Is this heaven? Demons! Demons! Demons are decending from the heavens! I slide across the white and red plains, towards a distant light. Voices? They feel so familliar. For the ********! Golden leaves dance in the air, locked in a beautiful duo with blood red petals. I feel cold. Shoot them down! Soft music is filling the atmosphere, a sad song. Where does it come from? Me? Where is my daugther!? Great silvery faces are looking down on me from the sky, my eyes meet them, theirs meet mine. Who are you? Strengthen the barrier! The faces look more like white masks, but they show emotion, they look sad, but some look angry, full of hate. Do I know you? Shuhan-Dono, Your son is.. I feel a moving senseation, something wet moves down my chekes. Tears? The castle has been breached! They are coming in! I am crying, but I do not know why, the faces are also crying now, great silver tears fall like rain, hammering down on the landscape, creatin a beautiful shower of emotion. Why are you crying? They are murdering the Children! The world is transformed into a world of white rivers, I float upon one of these, moving ever faster towards the light. Why am I so depressed? We have no choice! The faces continue to cry, the light of the sun creates a rainbow without color, majesteticly bowing before the approaching light. Who.. Am I? Daugther! Where is my daugther! A Powerful wind runs through the world, lifting my broken wet hair into the sky. Yuzuki.. Arakumi. Go on! we will hold them back! The rivers flood and connect with others, soon I am floating on a lake, silvery trees with golden leaves stick up from the water like the necks of majestic svanes. Arakumi.. Why does this word hurt me so.. Sora! Sora! You must wake up! Fish, flying fish soars between the faces, I am closer to the them now, I can feel a welcoming warmth inbetween the tears. Is that my name? Your father is coming! You need to hide! One of the faces dissapear, silvery residue rains to the lake surface and from them grows new red lillies, floating on the water as if it was solid ground. Father.. I have nowhere to hide. The light takes me and the world vanishes from sight, the music and the voices slowlly fade away, but the faces are still burned into my mind Don't forget us! Rin! Rin? And then everything went black. |
(I was actualy going to hold the Shippuuden Endings until later but to honor the latest ep about Hinata and the Death of Genjou, R.I.P, I think this was an apropriate ending, yes I am a softheart for tragedies.) The crew is dead, swallowed, maimed, slashes, or drowned, all that remains is a captain on a broken ship, bellowing orders to a crew that no longer breaths. A Man in white approaching. A Wrathful voice in refusal. A ship snapped in two, sinking to the bottom of the sea. So ends the last Journy of the Great Ship Sasha and its just as great, Captain David"Ganjou"Rimfest and his crew of a hundred merry men. (The Story of his demise will be posted seperatly in the near future) END OF EPISODE 5 |
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
Team Story Arc Episode 6: Lost!? Survival of the fittest! Episode Opening: IMPORTANT! Push Spoiler! (Location Informationz) You find yourself standed on a remote uninhabitated island tropical island(there are actualy mammal animals here, so watch out), you don't know where you are, where your freinds are, nor do you have any clue if your actualy alive or not. This is a test of survival. (Also you dont remember how you got there, both Psy and Sora are laying on a beach as located on the map. Tsuriki somehow landed ontop of the mountain and will be UNREACHABLE for you guys. This will be a reltativly short arc, however how you deal with the situation, and ofc post quality, will be the deeming factos in the rewards you will recive, in all, there will probably be nothing more than two eps on this island, maybe three. Also this may seem as a filler, but it is not.) Have fun. |
KantarellJun 26, 2010 2:09 PM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| *The pinch of a crab, attaching itself to Psy's nose, spurs him to life. He jumps to his feet screaming, grabbing the bewildered crab and tossing it back into the water. It takes a few seconds before he realizes that he has no idea where he is or how he got there* Where is this place? How did i.. my heads all fuzzy.. *He looks around, having woken up at a beach on the far-bank of a small lagoon. A tall mountain stood proudly in the middle of the island, psy had noted its magnificence right away* I wonder what happened to the others.. *A loud noise from behind causes psy to turn rapidly. Behind stood a wild-boar, and its offspring. The territorial mother-boar was squeeling and showing signs of aggression* O.O' Easy now.. *He slowly walks backwards, towards to the lagoon* *The mother-boar squeels loudly and lunges at him* Who-WHOOOAAAH!!!! O.O' *Psy dashes for the water, running hystericly in a comical anime fashion* WHY ME!!? *He dives into the lagoon, swimming to the bottom and sitting down. If anyone could hear underwater, they would hear an endless stream of bad syllables relative to pigs..* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| Wet.. Water? Auch that hurt! *Opens her eyes, she is laying at the edge, where the water meets the beach, constantly getting flushed by the pulsing waves, a small crab runs sideways away from the waking human*¨ Aahh! *Stands up and drags herself up the beach while she is searching the place with her eyes* Where is this? *She gets up to the edge of the jungle and throws herself down at one of the palm-trees, resting her back against the trunk. At first she does not really think about what just happened, but she is dragged out of the bliss when she notice that she is still wearing that oversized sailor uniform, the sight of them makes her memory's return like rain* I wonder.. If they are ok *She has a very worried expression as she gaze into the distant sea, maybe hoping to catch an impossible glimpse that might reveal something* |
| *10 minutes, something that feels like an hour, passes before psy returns to the surface. The boar is nowhere to be seen and he deems it safe to step onto dry land again* This place is crazy.. I have no idea where the others are, or even if they are here at all.. the best thing to do when lost, is to remain stationary and signal for help, i should get a fire going.. But first, i should get some means of roof over my head. The weather could hit the fan very fast in such tropical climates.. *He tried not to think about how he was going to hydrate himself, when surrounded by sea-water. He figured he would have to search for an inlet or something, but didnt want to worry about it until it became pressing* *Using his Kunai, he climbed a series of trees, cutting their top-branches off. Then, by stringing them together, he creates a sort of 45degree roof that he leans on another tree. The work is tedious, and by the time the macgyver-habitat is complete, he is already very tired* Im gonna need to find some water soon.. or.. *He looks up, drawing a smile on his face* Jackpot.. |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| I hope they are ok.. *Her stomach starts to rumble* Hungry! *She jumps up, a new desire throbing in her head* Must get food! *She walks around searching the area for a while, she eats some strange fruit that she finds delicious, after a while she has managed to get deep into the jungle* What was that? *She hears something in the brush just a stonethrow away from her* Whatever it is.. It smells tasty *Suddenly a giant boar charges out of the bush, attempting to impale her on its strong tusks, right behind it follows a little army of smaller boars* Oh! Pigs! *The boar is stopped by Soras right palm, she looks right into the white of its eyes and licks her mouth, all the boars get a giant "anime water drop"* *30 min later* Back on the beach the giant boar is roasting on a stick, some of the strange fruit is stuck into its mouth, the young boars are bashing around inside a fenced in "cage" Sora is resting comforatbly in the sand, taking in the smell* Mmm.. It does smell good! |
| *Having spotted a fat cluster of coconuts, he had used his kunai to scale the trunk and recovered them. After several minute of pounding the coconut against his kunai, he finally gets a well deserved drink. As he munches on the rest of the coconut under his new "home", he thinks to himself* This is seducingly relaxing.. A few weeks on this island and i might not leave voulentarily.. *He finishes up another coconut and gets up, having descided its time to get a fire going. To his despair, he realizes he didnt pack any flint and sits down again to come up with a different strategy* Fire.. heat.. friction... Friction.. *He looks down at his last wire, still attached to his kunai. He reckons it will only last a day or two before rust makes it un-usable..* Friction.. !! Rotation!! *He springs to action, detaching the wire from the kunai. He wraps it around the small stick, like the pull-starter on a out-board engine, and lodges it agains a piece of bark. Using another scroll to summon oil, and a batch of dry grass, he wraps the contact point of the stick and the bark with a highly flammable igniter. He then jams a rock on top of the stick and pushes down with all his might as he pits his leg against the trunk of a nearby tree, ready to pull* Come on! OORYYEEAAHH!!! * He gives the wire a monstrous pull, sending the stick spinning violently. Within half a second, the first flame "poofs" into existance. Psy immediate heaves down on all four, gently blowing on the fire to get it to burn stronger. Smiling wildly, he leans back and laughs at his success before starting to feed the fire more dry wood and grass* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *Sora wakes up after sleeping a few hours, the remains of the once giant boar was spread out over the beach* Yawn! That was a good nap.. *Jumps up and performs some streches* Now what should I do.. I should search for the others, but first I should make some sort of base *Sora was not unused to camping out, she was actually quite good at it, and so it did't take long before she was sitting comfortably under a roof made up by long thick branches and palm leaves. She realizes that she should probably have taken off her cloths to let them dry, but right now, that was a bit pointless, they had already dried and the salt had made them scratchy, forcing her to spend most of her free time scratching various areas of her body* I need to take a bath! *Being driven mad by the scratching, she leaves the base in search of fresh water* |
| *Psy stands in the shadow light of his now mighty fire. Arms spread wide, laughing hystericly. * King of the castle, king of the castle.. i have a fire.. *He dances around for a while before heading back over to his new home. He grabs a couple of large wet green palm-leaves and tosses them on the fire. The fire starts to produce thick white smoke, anyone on the island or within eyesight of it would see it clear as day* *He undresses from the wet clothes and hangs them on a branch overlooking the fire. Feeling confident nobody will come around for a while, he takes the liberty to remove ALL his wet clothes and huddles up next to the fire* Now i all i have to do is wait.. |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *After an hour of walking towards the heart of the island, she finally finds a large pond which is connected to a river which flows through it, nothing large but its enough, she sighs in relief and removes the sailor uniform and the straps of clothing which she uses to hold her breasts in. She dips all of it in the water, cleaning out the salt before hanging it on a nearby branch.* Woo! *She jumps into the pond, water splashing everywhere* |
| *Some time passes, and as the clothes dry out Psy puts them back on. The smell of salt strikes him immediately. And he prays there is a fresh-water source on the island* I shouldnt move around too much during the day, i havent eaten for a while and dont have the calories to spare.. stay and get eaten by salt, or leave and risk not being here when "someone" finds the fire.. *He descides to defy the salt and stay put, rationalizing that his small body probably didnt contain enough fat-reserves to last more then a few days at max. He tosses a few more leaves on the fire, watching the white smoke rise sky-high* I wonder if the others have done the same.. i hope they're alright.. *He hugs his knees while staring into the fire. He drifts off into deep thought, and remains stationary around the camp for hours* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| Goddamit.. Damn rocks.. Rocks?.. *Drags himself out of his drowsing and starts scanning his location. once he realizes where he is, his eyes grow large and round* Holy Mother of "¤¤)"?")4!¤!¤! *He shakes his head in denial* How the -beeb- did I land the -beeb- up -beep- *a thunder cracks above him and suddenly he is standing alone on the mountain top, showered in rain* What the -BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP- (You still cannot find etchother, do a few more posts now, your doing great) |
| *She is still in the water when it starts to rain* Rain? But it was clear just a moment ago! Wierd. *She sticks most of her body underwater, leaving only her head bobbing on the surface, she ducks under, enjoying the sound of the rain hitting the water above, she comes out with another splash of water and goes back in the "Head above water" postiion* This is kinda nice.. |
| ..Rain? *It takes him a second to realize the danger the watherchange posed to the fire. He panics, running around the fire in a cartoony fashion a couple of rounds before he gets an idea* *He begins constructing another fireplace, this time under the cover of the "roof" thing he built earlyer. As the rain starts to shower down heavily, he scurries to finish his plan before the fire dies out. Using the last of the oil, he creates a wake out of a strip of bark and a bowl out of a coconut shell. He runs over to the fire, lighting his un-orthodox lantern before scurrying under the roof with it* *He smiles triumphantly, as the roof proves to be rain-proof* Now all i have to do is wait until the rain stops, move the roof, light a second fire using this little flame, and keep sending that smoke to the skies.. *Somewhere deep down, he begins to enjoy these little challenges* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *the rain starts to fall heavily, and heavier, until the air is so thick with rain that you cant see your own hands if you extend them before your eyes. Soras pond turns into a small lake, Psys roof collapse and the fires die out* |
| Umm.. *Observes the pond as it grows into a lake* I better not stay here for too long *She gets up from the lake and takes her cloths of the branch and starts searching for cover. After a few minutes of searching along the river, she finds a cave which leads to some underground water-way. She suprisingly finds some dry scraps of wood and leaves at the entrance and uses them to start a small fire. She springs back into the rain and breaks of a branch from one of the trees and heads back to the cave. She pulls all her wet cloths onto the branch and lifts them over the fire* I hope this is enough to dry them. |
| *Yelps as the roof collapses and the fire dies, sits there motionless looking as content as a wet dog* Someone.. out there.. does not.. like me.. *He then gets an idea he had discarded earlyer. He was thinking about using bunshins to search the island for water, but came the conclusion that only shadow-clones send information back to the user. But this time he remembered something useful* If there is anyone on the island, and they see the clone, they will know im out here somewhere and start searching! *He quickly forms a few seals, having grown accustomed to the movements* Mist servant Technique! *5 Psy's materialize on the beach, drawing water particles from the ocean. He nods at them, and they nod back before scattering out in every direction* I will not give up, that is my ninja-way.. |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *After a few minutes of drying the cloths, they seem to actualy start getting wearable again* Sugoi.. Sailor Uniforms must be made to resist water or something. *She sticks the branch into the soft cave ground and lets the pants continue to dry as she removes the top and the straps of white linen, the straps are still too wet too be used, every fibre still soaking wet, if she were to take them on again, it would probably end up hurting her when she moves. Sora frowned when she realized this, she disliked going without the straps, her breasts werent particularly large or anything, but they were still in the way for her Taijtusu, not to mention running, jumping, any sort of physical ability was easier to perform without that female handicap. It had also become a strong habit, so this was not an easy thing to give up for sora* Guess.. Ill have to skip it. *She puts the linen back on the "drying pole" and takes on the sailor top, it has not shrinked the least, it still goes all the way down to her bottom, way too big for her. She has a solution though, she rips off the lower part of the uniform and tightens the remains so that it ends up functioning as a tank top, a tank top with very long sleeves, she pulls up the sleeves to, but she does not rip them off, she had always liked having long sleeves, but prefered to keep her stomach and naval out in the free. She now removed the pants and put them on, they too were too large so she ripped off the lower parts, she had intented to make it just short enough to wear as normal pants, but for every rip it seemed to get uglier, so she ripped again and again until she had to give up. When the pants were back on they were no longer pants, but very short, shorts. She sighed and took the remaining cloths and tucked them away in one of the pockets, a strip of cloth from the remains of the tank-top production was used to tie her hair back up into her signature pony tail. She pulled the drying pole out of the sand and continued to dry the white linen straps, and hoping to dry the last "wetness" out of the cloths she is wearing* |
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| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| (Thanks :D i could finally see the post after you whined ^^) *To kill time while he waited for someone to find the bunshins, he had been running around in the rain, training his flexibility and speed while getting the salt out of his clothes at the same time* I need to keep up to sora, else she will never stop beating me. *He laughed at that last bit as he walked over to the camp again. He was about to grab another coconut, when he noticed the wire and another idea hit him. He tied the wire to a long stick and used one of the metal pins in his belt as a hook and went fishing* Not only will the fish keep me healthier then the coconut.. ..i LOVE fishing! *He smiled happily to himself as he waded out on the beach and tossed the hook in the water. He didnt use bait, relying on the shiny-ness of the pin to do good enough job.* *He caught himself humming a familiar tune from his childhood, and realized that he was actually enjoying himself despite the hunger* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *The rain dissappears as fast as it had come* I hate nature.. *Tsuriki is sitting with his knees tied up to his chest, his flowing hair is splashed all about him, his cloths and usual style is completly ruined, he is about to make another rash remark about nature but suddenly he sees something on the horizon* Huh? What is that? Ships? I should hurry and get down! *He runs over to the edge and then.... Stops* Oh.. Cool, yeah thats cool, be that way! -beeb you -beep lord of - beeeep- *The only way down is a complete fall, the rock is slippery from the rain and is pretty much a death-trap, even with chakra movement* Gah.. *Calls on some courage before he starts his dangerous climb* (You can now find ethcother) |
| *Walks out of the cave as it stops raining, the fire died just moments ago and she is feeling hungry again. She is just about to run back to her camp when she notice something moving behind her* Huh.. Whoa who is there?! *She turns around to face the newcomer* (Its your clone psyn) |
| *It wasnt long until he had caught his first fish, an not long after that, another. Being content with the size of the two, he puts the fishing rod down into the water* Well, atleast i could spend my time doing some training.. Had i mastered this technique by now, this situation wouldnt be a problem.. *He focuses his mind, gathering his hands in a Yang seal. The water rises next to him, taking a humanoid shape* Water-style: Water clone technique!! *The clone wobbles from side to side, unable to even take physichal form. It hardly looks like psy, and looks only slightly human* A c-ranked jutsu is something quite else... its so hard.. I wont give up! *He cancels the bunshin, then attempts to make another. He repeats this proscess until he runs out of chakra. When he does, he charges it by meditating undewater* __________________________________________________________________ *On the other side, a bewildered mist clone is rejoiced to find sora. He has no vvoice, or personality to speak of, but he smiles at the sight of her nevertheless. He points to the west, and dissappears in a poof* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *On the horizion, three ships enter into view. One is a large wooden ship, half the size of "Sasha" The two others are smaller motorised ships which speed around the larger ship, acting as scouts and vanguards and various other duties to the flaoting base* Random Sailor: Captain! Captain: Ay Blinky? Spit it out! Blinky: The lads on the "guttfull" are shouting that they have spotted life at "Reapers Beach"! Captain: What!? So the the "lookie" wasn't seeing monsters again when he reported seeing smoke coming from the island.. Probably shouldt have hanged him then Captain: Ops.. Blinky: Huh? Captain: Never mind! Tell the lads that its time to have some huntin before we port! Blinky: Aye captain! Captain: And the get the bastard below deck to raise the flag, lets put the fear of the devil into the bastard who dares step on MY Island! *After a few minutes flags are raised in all three ships, black flags decorated by red jolly rogers with very long beards* |
KantarellJun 28, 2010 5:38 AM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
End of part one of "Island Mayhem" END OF EPISODE 6 |
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
Team Story Arc Episode 7: Pirates Ahoy? A Beard that can Pierce the Heavens! Episode Opening: Arriving Ships Location and your new positions(hope I got that last one right) (Simply continue from where you left off) |
KantarellJun 28, 2010 5:44 AM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| Psynergi? *She is a bit baffled as she realizes who the clone had been, she had already started entertaining the idea of being completely alone on the island, she honestly was not very fond of Psyn, but still, knowing that she wasent alone brought a thin smile to her face. She forgot about her hunger and rushed off in the direction the clone had pointed* |
| *He pops his head out of the water, having recharged some of his chakra. He walks into the shallows, clasping his hands together, and tries the jutsu yet another time* Water clone technique! *This time, after numerous tries, it actually looks human and slightly resembles psy in his appearance* Still a long way to go.. it needs to be perfect enough to fool another shinobi.. *Psy puts the training on hold, and walks up on the beach again. He grabs one of the two fishes he caught and start parting it with the kunai, eating it raw. He finds it disgusting, but he is not one to break under such things. After finishing both fishies, he strides over to his fishing spot again. This time fishing merely for fun and to regain some chakra* |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| (Psy, Ive gotta wonder, did you read the post before the last episode ended? Or did your character suddenly lose most of his senses?) *Hoying and cheering can be heard up to the beach now, the two motorboats are far ahead of the pirat ship, zooming in towards the beach, heading straight for Psy* |
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| *After 10 minutes of running Sora stops* Ehh.. Which direction was I supposed to run in again? *She had never had a good sense of direction* Hmm I guess if I continue down.. Ill get to the beach. Then ill just follow the beach! Got it! *She rushes off again* |
| (He simply havent noticed yet. How would he? its not like they are firing cannons and having a party on deck.. ) *A low buzz grabs Psy's attention and he directs it towards the lagoon. Glimmering between the sharp lightrays being bounced off the sea, he clearly sees a pair of moving objects. He smiles widely, jumping up and down with his arms flying everywhere* OVER HERE!! *Only as they come closer does the light recede enough to allow him to see their flag. His heart stops for a second as he sees it, a cold surge going up his spine* Nononono not now!! *He turns, dashing up the beach and heading for the treeline* |
PsynergiJun 28, 2010 9:43 AM
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| (I just thought that 3 ships on the horizion, especialy a large one with sails would grab your characters attention, wait, were you fishing at a lake or at the shore?) *The motorboats close the distance fast, just a stonethrow from the shore they quickly turn and stop, throwing out anchors. One of the boats have 19 men, the other has 24, in total, 30 men jump into the water and starts swimming towards the shore. Far behind them, comes the main ship, hulking its way towards the shore* |
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| *After spending lots of time navigating through the bush, she finaly reaches the beach* Ok.. Now ill just follow this beach and maybe Ill find him *She start running again, the song of birds and insects deafen out the faint sound of engines* (Sorry for being short, but I really gotta run and take care of something, ill be back in 30 minutes or so) |
KazeaJun 28, 2010 10:40 AM
| (He set up camp on the beach where he woke up right? the ships wouldve come in from his east by nort-east. Atm he was fishing, and his fishing spot was further out on the crescent bank. Angling the ships even further behind him to the right until finally they were in his dead-angle. Atleast thats how i thought when i first read the post..) *Hiding behind a solid row of trees, along the tree-line, he observes the encroachers* Pirates.. they are going to find my camp, i need to relocate fast! *In the cover of the trees, he begins moving swiftly following the beachline. His heart was racing, knowing he was alone was a sore thought indeed and the fact that he hadnt fully recovered his chakra yet was even worse* (Gonna cut the post short, dont know if you want psy to escape and meet up with sora or be found by pirates :P ) |
PsynergiJun 28, 2010 12:58 PM
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| *The pirates are fast swimmers and not long after Psy starts to relocate they walk up from the water, they are all armed, most carry sables while some carry large blunderbuss and pistols, most left their shirts in the boats, storming on land with nothing but a pair of soaked pants and maybe a bandana or two* One of the Pirates: Oy! I saw something moving over there! Another Pirate: Damn that bastard is fast, I can't even see him! Some other Pirate: Thats because he is hiding behind the trees you idiot! Previous Pirate: What did you call me!? Leader Pirate: *The only pirate still wearing his shirt, he has a bandana and a bandage over his left eye, he carries a flintlock gun and a short sword, his face is grim and full of scars, signs of experience.* Enough! He is escaping! AFTER HIM!!! *All 30 pirates charge after Psy. They are suprisingly fast for sailors, and they seem to know this island well, for even tho Psy has the advantage in speed, they somehow seem to gain on him* |
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| (How far is the distance between us kanta? Ill just pretend that I keep running) *Sora is running barefoot in the sand, hurrying towards, whatever she was running towards, frankly she had no idea what to expect. Every-now and then she would stop to pick a fruit of a tree to attempt sate her growing hunger* |
| *Pressured under the gaining sailors, he activates a mist technique. The thick mist seeps up the beach and in through the trees, obscuring the sailors vision. Moving as fast as he can, he keeps running, hoping he will lose them in the dense jungle as he angles his escape inland* These guys are so fast! There is no way i can outrun them.. *Before leaving the misted area, he dives in behind a small outcrop in the terrain* Transform! *With a poof, he turns into an ordinary gray stone amongst the others* (He still isnt far from the beach, two stone-throws at max) |
| "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known" -Carl Edward Sagan |
| One of the Pirates: Oy! Mist! Another Pirate: Damn that bastard is tricky, I can't even see him! Some other Pirate: Thats because your eyes are stuck in your ass you retard! Previous Pirate: What did you call me!? Leader Pirate: Shut the -beeb- up! Its fake Mist can't you tell? And you call yourself sailors! Go for the smell! Smell! *They fan out and starts searching for a traces of his smell* Pirate Leader: His smell stopped somewhere around here! Some Random pirate: How did you manage to smell him vice? I mean we are pirates, not dogs! Pirate Leader: Fool, Landlubbers have a very distinctive smell! Random Pirate: True.. They smell good. Another Pirate: Good!? They smell like roots and dirt! Another Random Pirate: Landlubber women are better than Women at sea, am I right!? Leader: Shut up all of you! The mist was fake, so we might be chasing a Ninja, you all have hunted them before, search for things out of the ordinary! *The pirates start searching for Psy* |
KantarellJun 28, 2010 2:09 PM
| Memories are the materials of a Soul, it is what makes and defines you. And as such, blood is the currency of the soul, the silver plate of the will. (Work in progress) |
| *Jumps over a few rocks and ends it in cloud walking, a few majestetic glides speeds up her journey, she manages to take a short shortcut over some trees before landing in the sand again, continuing the journey* |
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