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Halvtand
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STATUS: If you are what you eat, only cannibals are human 5 yrs ago
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- Old Guild Username: Halvtand
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If you are what you eat, only cannibals are human
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The five-second rule does not apply when you have a two-second dog
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How many lightbulbs does it take to change a person?
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6 yrs ago
If pigs are so smart, why does 66% of them build houses out of such crappy materials?
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When you become an adult, people stop asking which dinosaur is your favourite. It's like they don't even care anymore.
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”This one is a handfull...” Amaya said inside Aoshi’s mind, but nothing in his face would give it away, nor that he agreed.
As the lieutenant had come closer Aoshi had recognised her instantly and at the same time remembered which face went with the name. People from the different squads didn’t really mix that often, only on special occasion. Of course the captains and lieutenants met regularly, but the grunts pretty much stayed with their own. This allowed for some serious problems with misplaced division loyalty. People arbitrarily believed their squad to be better than the others. On the rare occasions when the squads did meet en masse there was almost always at least one fight, which only added to the fourth division’s workload on what should be a relaxing event.
Aoshi did like the fourth division, the people there were generally pretty calm and approachable, being the medics and supporters of the 13 squads attracted a certain kind of people… But in the end, someone from the fourth was almost guaranteed a good conversationalist, and could talk about something else than how cutting hollow with a zanpakuto was the best feeling ever.
Aoshi was silent as he got up. The lieutenant had tried to scare him but it wouldn’t work. For one, she didn’t hold any power over him as they were assigned to different squads. Second, he was in time and ready, while she came last and was rude to boot.
He looked down on her, they were at a tough place etiquette-wise. If they’d been alive Aoshi would’ve been the higher ranking of the two. Not only was he male, but also older. The fact that she outranked him wouldn’t matter in comparison. Here things were a lot more complicated.
Aoshi was still older, so that merited some respect, but gender had no weight anymore, and rank was important.
The lieutenant apparently felt comfortable being the high-ranking of the two, Aoshi could play along for the sake of conversation.
“Please mind your tone, lieutenant. They are working as fast as they can. Also, what are you talking about “epic”? Aren’t we just going to watch the strange hollow to see if it’s a threat or not? Doesn’t sound very epic to me… Don’t really know why the patrolling reapers can’t take care of it either now that I think of it…”
As the lieutenant had come closer Aoshi had recognised her instantly and at the same time remembered which face went with the name. People from the different squads didn’t really mix that often, only on special occasion. Of course the captains and lieutenants met regularly, but the grunts pretty much stayed with their own. This allowed for some serious problems with misplaced division loyalty. People arbitrarily believed their squad to be better than the others. On the rare occasions when the squads did meet en masse there was almost always at least one fight, which only added to the fourth division’s workload on what should be a relaxing event.
Aoshi did like the fourth division, the people there were generally pretty calm and approachable, being the medics and supporters of the 13 squads attracted a certain kind of people… But in the end, someone from the fourth was almost guaranteed a good conversationalist, and could talk about something else than how cutting hollow with a zanpakuto was the best feeling ever.
Aoshi was silent as he got up. The lieutenant had tried to scare him but it wouldn’t work. For one, she didn’t hold any power over him as they were assigned to different squads. Second, he was in time and ready, while she came last and was rude to boot.
He looked down on her, they were at a tough place etiquette-wise. If they’d been alive Aoshi would’ve been the higher ranking of the two. Not only was he male, but also older. The fact that she outranked him wouldn’t matter in comparison. Here things were a lot more complicated.
Aoshi was still older, so that merited some respect, but gender had no weight anymore, and rank was important.
The lieutenant apparently felt comfortable being the high-ranking of the two, Aoshi could play along for the sake of conversation.
“Please mind your tone, lieutenant. They are working as fast as they can. Also, what are you talking about “epic”? Aren’t we just going to watch the strange hollow to see if it’s a threat or not? Doesn’t sound very epic to me… Don’t really know why the patrolling reapers can’t take care of it either now that I think of it…”
Working on post.
Aoshi was almost done packing away his painting stuff when the black hell butterfly landed on his shoulder and relayed its message. It stayed there while he got the last of his things into the satchel and replied “I’ll be there as soon as I can”.
As the insect flew away Aoshi hung his satchel on the wall inside his room and laid the finished painting on a pile of a dozen others. It was the best of them all, the only one which resembled a tree, but it was also the only one which wasn’t all his…
Aoshi had many satchels hanging from various hooks in his room. When you could only carry one armfull at a time and only lift what could fit in one hand you had to get creative if you didn’t want to spend your whole day running back and forth with things. Aoshi’s big solution was satchels. A satchel for painting, one for tending the garden, one was filled with tools for crafting, one with supplies to take care of his zanpakuto Amaya… He had many duplicates of tools which was very wasteful, but that didn’t bother him. For one he could easily afford them, he also felt just a tiny bit like he had the right to, since he was missing half of the tools he was born with.
A wise man had once said “never own more than you can carry”, obviously that man was not an amputee, or a king.
Aoshi wedged his toes into the gap between Amaya and the floor, a sharp kick up sent her flying and he grabbed her expertly out of the air. He’d performed the manoeuvre hundreds of times, if not thousands. He didn’t even have to look, his hand almost automatically found the blade, even when he messed up the kick, his body simply knew what to do. He slid the doors shut and began the walk to the gateway to the world of the living.
It was always a pain, going to the living world. Being a seated officer or higher, you needed to cap your reiatsu at a certain level to “make sure you don’t break everything”. If you asked if you could get out of it just once, they’d just stare at you like you were the biggest idiot in the world and say “we tried that in 1908”. It was awful, almost like when you were in a dream, and you tried to run, only to find that whatever you were chasing easily outpaced you while walking. You felt weak and useless, sometimes it could take days to get used to your restrained power, and that was a long time to make dire mistakes.
It would be worse for the other one, lieutenant Tatasuko. As far as power went, lieutenants were usually a big step up from mere seated officers. He’s heard stories of lieutenants in the past who had gone up against their whole line of seated officers at once without hesitation, but who wouldn’t dare to look their captain straight in the eye.
He arrived at the gate pretty quickly. One advantage of being built like a skyscraper was that you took very long steps. There was no sign of the lieutenant yet, but if it was paperwork day she’d have to climb out of that pit before she could even think of going to the world of the living.
They were supposed to act as a team, so Aoshi sat down on the ground with his legs crossed… And waited.
As the insect flew away Aoshi hung his satchel on the wall inside his room and laid the finished painting on a pile of a dozen others. It was the best of them all, the only one which resembled a tree, but it was also the only one which wasn’t all his…
Aoshi had many satchels hanging from various hooks in his room. When you could only carry one armfull at a time and only lift what could fit in one hand you had to get creative if you didn’t want to spend your whole day running back and forth with things. Aoshi’s big solution was satchels. A satchel for painting, one for tending the garden, one was filled with tools for crafting, one with supplies to take care of his zanpakuto Amaya… He had many duplicates of tools which was very wasteful, but that didn’t bother him. For one he could easily afford them, he also felt just a tiny bit like he had the right to, since he was missing half of the tools he was born with.
A wise man had once said “never own more than you can carry”, obviously that man was not an amputee, or a king.
Aoshi wedged his toes into the gap between Amaya and the floor, a sharp kick up sent her flying and he grabbed her expertly out of the air. He’d performed the manoeuvre hundreds of times, if not thousands. He didn’t even have to look, his hand almost automatically found the blade, even when he messed up the kick, his body simply knew what to do. He slid the doors shut and began the walk to the gateway to the world of the living.
It was always a pain, going to the living world. Being a seated officer or higher, you needed to cap your reiatsu at a certain level to “make sure you don’t break everything”. If you asked if you could get out of it just once, they’d just stare at you like you were the biggest idiot in the world and say “we tried that in 1908”. It was awful, almost like when you were in a dream, and you tried to run, only to find that whatever you were chasing easily outpaced you while walking. You felt weak and useless, sometimes it could take days to get used to your restrained power, and that was a long time to make dire mistakes.
It would be worse for the other one, lieutenant Tatasuko. As far as power went, lieutenants were usually a big step up from mere seated officers. He’s heard stories of lieutenants in the past who had gone up against their whole line of seated officers at once without hesitation, but who wouldn’t dare to look their captain straight in the eye.
He arrived at the gate pretty quickly. One advantage of being built like a skyscraper was that you took very long steps. There was no sign of the lieutenant yet, but if it was paperwork day she’d have to climb out of that pit before she could even think of going to the world of the living.
They were supposed to act as a team, so Aoshi sat down on the ground with his legs crossed… And waited.
No one in the team dared to move. Even Ayane was frozen in place. She hadn't expected any kind of evidence at all, and the complete files on the team was... Well... Overwhelming. Even the people who ran the exam wouldn't have full access to that information, alliance or no alliance. It was a huge deal, because all villages had secrets that needed to stay secret, and gathering the teams in some kind of folder and passing it around could be devastating.
She let go of her weapons and formed new chakra threads aimed at the folder in the stranger's hand. She grasped them carefully and then with a sudden tug she jerked the papers out of his hand. They flew through the air almost impossibly straight toward her. She simply reached out and picked the bundle out of the air as it passed.
The folder opened in her hand and she quickly scanned the papers. It was all there. Name, rank, village, speciality... Luckily the stranger hadn't gotten hold of any kind of info about their techniques or anything like that. That would've been very bad.
She put the papers on the ground and spread them out a little so she could see them all at once. Her eyes darted from the ground to her team as her eyes found the paper that confirmed their identity.
They were all in there, even the stranger. But that didn't make any sense. That would leave them with a six-man team and the instructions had been very clear about the number of people in a team.
She scanned the papers again and realised her mistake. There was no paper with "Ikazuchi Zee" from Kumo on it. Instead she read "Hīringu Raito" from Konoha.
She stared at the documents in disbelief. It was too crazy to believe, the whole thing was far too suspicious. But there it was in black and white, with official seals and everything. Either this was the real thing or the guy in the mask was a master forger who had somehow had time to make an exact replica of the official seal in just an hour or so to fool them. The seal had been on display at the briefing earlier this morning before the exam started.
"He's telling the truth" She said, still not entirely convinced, but the evidence couldn't be false. "Zee isn't supposed to be here, he is." She pointed at him. "He's a med-nin from Konoha called Raito."
She let go of her weapons and formed new chakra threads aimed at the folder in the stranger's hand. She grasped them carefully and then with a sudden tug she jerked the papers out of his hand. They flew through the air almost impossibly straight toward her. She simply reached out and picked the bundle out of the air as it passed.
The folder opened in her hand and she quickly scanned the papers. It was all there. Name, rank, village, speciality... Luckily the stranger hadn't gotten hold of any kind of info about their techniques or anything like that. That would've been very bad.
She put the papers on the ground and spread them out a little so she could see them all at once. Her eyes darted from the ground to her team as her eyes found the paper that confirmed their identity.
They were all in there, even the stranger. But that didn't make any sense. That would leave them with a six-man team and the instructions had been very clear about the number of people in a team.
She scanned the papers again and realised her mistake. There was no paper with "Ikazuchi Zee" from Kumo on it. Instead she read "Hīringu Raito" from Konoha.
She stared at the documents in disbelief. It was too crazy to believe, the whole thing was far too suspicious. But there it was in black and white, with official seals and everything. Either this was the real thing or the guy in the mask was a master forger who had somehow had time to make an exact replica of the official seal in just an hour or so to fool them. The seal had been on display at the briefing earlier this morning before the exam started.
"He's telling the truth" She said, still not entirely convinced, but the evidence couldn't be false. "Zee isn't supposed to be here, he is." She pointed at him. "He's a med-nin from Konoha called Raito."
@Reflection
I kind of have to agree with the hatter on ths one.
I've RPd in the Narutoverse for about as long and this is the first time I've seen this KG in a game. Most people just doesn't like it. Unfortunately, I'm one of them. It just has too much going for it to be balanced in any way. However, I'm not the kind of GM who goes "I don't like it, so you can't have it", because that would make me a dick. I'd like to know exactly what is going through your mind with this one, and how you intend to use this power.
There are other stuff I'd like to talk about as well, but as I feel the character is pretty much built around the Kekkei Genkai we should tackle that one first.
I kind of have to agree with the hatter on ths one.
I've RPd in the Narutoverse for about as long and this is the first time I've seen this KG in a game. Most people just doesn't like it. Unfortunately, I'm one of them. It just has too much going for it to be balanced in any way. However, I'm not the kind of GM who goes "I don't like it, so you can't have it", because that would make me a dick. I'd like to know exactly what is going through your mind with this one, and how you intend to use this power.
There are other stuff I'd like to talk about as well, but as I feel the character is pretty much built around the Kekkei Genkai we should tackle that one first.
Can't speak for the GM, but I'm still around.
Also, if you make a reaper we'll be much more likely to meet and interact I think.
Also, if you make a reaper we'll be much more likely to meet and interact I think.
The upside of them being imaginary is that they can't be hurt *insert manic laughter here*
Phantom pain syndrome, motherfucker.
Thank God. I'm sure I was just about having an aneurysm trying to think of a character to make.
I'm gonna go ahead and say "yes"; you can have the spot I was supposed to fill, after the departure of another player, as a member of the SETU team (when they finally get out of that forest). ... If you can make a suitable character, of course.
However, I'm pretty sure Halvtand will drag me by my imaginary balls if I try and act like the one with all the power, so it's ultimately his decision. I think you should start work on a sheet, though.
Your balls is in grave danger, miss.
@Reflection
Here's the short...
We have a puppeteer, a swordsman, a summoner and a medic. We had a sort of swordswoman/jinchuuriki-thing, but that player has dropped.
The game revolves around a new team formation of five called setu and we're stikk going through the entry exam as one of these teams. The teams are supposed to be pre-made and since we started two players have dropped. One was replaced by making the dropped character a traitor from another team and we're still going through the whole "reveal"-thing.
If you want to get in asap I think the best we can do is just pretend like nothing has happened and your character just assimilate the dropped one. Having two traitors on the team seemes wrong and I can't really think of another way to get a new character in without making it weird.
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