Good to be back. I'll write a reply right now.
EDIT: There, a short one, but it got us moving. @Yuuta, feel free to get us all the way to the school if you don't want us to encounter scary monsters on the way.
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Good to be back. I'll write a reply right now.
EDIT: There, a short one, but it got us moving. @Yuuta, feel free to get us all the way to the school if you don't want us to encounter scary monsters on the way.
Been absent for a few days.
I've been busy. Starting up a campaign in Mutant: year zero as a GM and another one as a player in Blades in the dark with a crew of daring assassins. Looking forward to both, as well as continuing this.
I've been busy. Starting up a campaign in Mutant: year zero as a GM and another one as a player in Blades in the dark with a crew of daring assassins. Looking forward to both, as well as continuing this.
Mikio gave a hearty laugh when Megumi told him about Kazuto and his problems.
“I’ve seen that child, it looks nothing like him!” He said and slapped his knee and leaned back as he laughed. The candle-maker, sitting right beside him was so focused on his work that he only gave a small snort of appreciation as he continued to carefully rub wax onto the candle in his hands. Marriage and relationships were problematic institutions in Gobi, where prostitution wasn’t so much rampant as expected. The men and women who worked at the brothels were as much the backbone of the village as its craftsmen and farmers. In a place like that, keeping track of who and when you should or shouldn’t have sex (with) wasn’t as easy as in other places. Kazuto’s situation was not unique in any way.
He then listened carefully, smiling and nodding in understanding as Megumi told him about her frustrations. He understood them well. The skills that ninjas like himself and Megumi possessed, and that children of the village were learning every day were not suited for an isolated life in a relatively peaceful village. It was hard to justify training and getting better when the highest demand on fire users was to light the great bonfires in the spring. Someone who has matched himself with real ninjas from other villages like Mikio knew exactly how wide the gap in power was, and that it was only in war and conflict that the ninja arts could really shine.
“Don’t wish for war” Musashi Hikaro the candle-maker said, apparently following a similar train of thought as Mikio had. The candle maker had lived through the war, same as Mikio, but with the perspective of a relatively powerless civilian. Even if he’d been a soldier, armed and armoured, there was not much to do against a highly trained ninja. The size of the walls were a great example of when kind of protection you’d need to even start to consider yourself safe.
“That is very wise of you, have you breathed in too much wax again?” Mikio said to the candle-maker with a smile, and was rewarded with a similar snort as earlier.
“I think that the jobs we do here in the village exists in the rest of the world, but there are also many more ninjas in the world. If we’d been the only ninja village we’d be travelling from west to east every day, lending our services to anyone willing to pay. But we’re not alone, not by a long shot, and some of the other villages are home to really amazing ninjas. You should look up some of the people that have moved here from other hidden villages, they have really awesome stories to tell.”
Mikio took a huge bite of an apple, and chewed for a minute. “I know it’s frustrating, but if we stop doing our best everything falls apart. If you truly are destined for greatness you’ll find a way to show it, and I hope I can be apart of it, if only as a teacher from long long ago.”
“I’ve seen that child, it looks nothing like him!” He said and slapped his knee and leaned back as he laughed. The candle-maker, sitting right beside him was so focused on his work that he only gave a small snort of appreciation as he continued to carefully rub wax onto the candle in his hands. Marriage and relationships were problematic institutions in Gobi, where prostitution wasn’t so much rampant as expected. The men and women who worked at the brothels were as much the backbone of the village as its craftsmen and farmers. In a place like that, keeping track of who and when you should or shouldn’t have sex (with) wasn’t as easy as in other places. Kazuto’s situation was not unique in any way.
He then listened carefully, smiling and nodding in understanding as Megumi told him about her frustrations. He understood them well. The skills that ninjas like himself and Megumi possessed, and that children of the village were learning every day were not suited for an isolated life in a relatively peaceful village. It was hard to justify training and getting better when the highest demand on fire users was to light the great bonfires in the spring. Someone who has matched himself with real ninjas from other villages like Mikio knew exactly how wide the gap in power was, and that it was only in war and conflict that the ninja arts could really shine.
“Don’t wish for war” Musashi Hikaro the candle-maker said, apparently following a similar train of thought as Mikio had. The candle maker had lived through the war, same as Mikio, but with the perspective of a relatively powerless civilian. Even if he’d been a soldier, armed and armoured, there was not much to do against a highly trained ninja. The size of the walls were a great example of when kind of protection you’d need to even start to consider yourself safe.
“That is very wise of you, have you breathed in too much wax again?” Mikio said to the candle-maker with a smile, and was rewarded with a similar snort as earlier.
“I think that the jobs we do here in the village exists in the rest of the world, but there are also many more ninjas in the world. If we’d been the only ninja village we’d be travelling from west to east every day, lending our services to anyone willing to pay. But we’re not alone, not by a long shot, and some of the other villages are home to really amazing ninjas. You should look up some of the people that have moved here from other hidden villages, they have really awesome stories to tell.”
Mikio took a huge bite of an apple, and chewed for a minute. “I know it’s frustrating, but if we stop doing our best everything falls apart. If you truly are destined for greatness you’ll find a way to show it, and I hope I can be apart of it, if only as a teacher from long long ago.”
Yup. I'm here. Just posted actually. Waiting for Halvtand now.
Making my post as we speak, it'll be up today.
Is this still accepting? In that case, I'd like to join.
However, do you accept Non-Canon bloodline limits?
The character I had in mind, was an Engineer. Played him before, @The Mad Hatter might remember my Weapons Engineer, from another RP we were in, together. Also, hello again.
Hello.
It all depends on the bloodline itself and how it is balanced and fits into the world. We don't want to have that many bloodline limits in the game as it won't fit the tone we're after, but if it is a good one we might consider it. Do post it and we'll have a look.
Alright, anyone working on a post?
So, I don't know if this needs to be said or not, but better safe than sorry I guess.
You should all feel free to populate the village with people, places, known events and other phenomena that makes it special. You'll have something to write about and at the same time you help the village come alive.
You should all feel free to populate the village with people, places, known events and other phenomena that makes it special. You'll have something to write about and at the same time you help the village come alive.
Mikio had explored the marketplace thoroughly. He'd walked faster than he had meant to and arrived at the centre of the village even earlier than he'd thought and as such had had time to spare. He'd found some beautiful mackerel (put on ice by the nice vendor for later), some fresh fruit and incense for meditation with a nice, deep, earthy smell. His house would smell like a troll's lair next to the harbour tonight.
He'd only just turned away from the incense salesman when a familiar voice reached his ears and a young lady came into view, waving at him. She wore short tights and whatever a yukata would probably look like if it had been designed by a perverted bath house manager in his early 50's. Her clothes didn't matter though, it was the voice and face that sent his brain into overdrive, quickly fetching her name from some dark corner of his mind.
"Megumi-san!" He exclaimed cheerfully and almost went in for a familiar and extremely unprofessional hug, but stopped when he saw the young woman bow. His training kicked in, and he returned the bow, still smiling.
"Good morning to you too. Yes, I am on my way to the school actually. Today is the first day for a new batch of tiny ninjas to learn the noble art of throwing sharp objects at each other." Then, realising what he'd just said, he gave a deep and hearty laugh "no, not at each other, that will have to wait. It's only the basics today, only the basics."
Without thinking about it his right hand raised itself, cupped with the thumb holding an imaginary shuriken in place and flicked his wrist like he would if he were throwing one.
"Hey, Megumi-san" He said, only a second later, his smile somewhat faded and a worried tone in his voice "I haven't seen you in a while, how have you been? You haven't been sick, have you?" Then he brightened up again "Or have you had a mission? Somewhere exotic? Come, tell me all about it, we'll have some fruit. I have time to spare. We'll sit down over by Musashi's, he won't mind."
Musashi Hikaro, Gobi's number one candle maker with 40 years of experience. He often took some of his work outside on nice days and provided seating for visitors so he'd have some company as he worked.
He'd only just turned away from the incense salesman when a familiar voice reached his ears and a young lady came into view, waving at him. She wore short tights and whatever a yukata would probably look like if it had been designed by a perverted bath house manager in his early 50's. Her clothes didn't matter though, it was the voice and face that sent his brain into overdrive, quickly fetching her name from some dark corner of his mind.
"Megumi-san!" He exclaimed cheerfully and almost went in for a familiar and extremely unprofessional hug, but stopped when he saw the young woman bow. His training kicked in, and he returned the bow, still smiling.
"Good morning to you too. Yes, I am on my way to the school actually. Today is the first day for a new batch of tiny ninjas to learn the noble art of throwing sharp objects at each other." Then, realising what he'd just said, he gave a deep and hearty laugh "no, not at each other, that will have to wait. It's only the basics today, only the basics."
Without thinking about it his right hand raised itself, cupped with the thumb holding an imaginary shuriken in place and flicked his wrist like he would if he were throwing one.
"Hey, Megumi-san" He said, only a second later, his smile somewhat faded and a worried tone in his voice "I haven't seen you in a while, how have you been? You haven't been sick, have you?" Then he brightened up again "Or have you had a mission? Somewhere exotic? Come, tell me all about it, we'll have some fruit. I have time to spare. We'll sit down over by Musashi's, he won't mind."
Musashi Hikaro, Gobi's number one candle maker with 40 years of experience. He often took some of his work outside on nice days and provided seating for visitors so he'd have some company as he worked.
@Halvtand So, I was thinking Megumi could have received some shuriken training from Mikio. It'd make sense since she'd probably know he's damn good at it.
This was sent before I woke up :) But no worries. Mikio is 15 years older than Megumi, so if we accept that she left the academy as a genin at the same time as the kids of the show (age 12), Mikio would've been 27 and definitely old enough to have taught stuff at the school for a while. I'll try to get a reply in today.
Just had a look at it. It seems awesome. Is it made over a game? 'Cause when I searched for it, a bunch of game stuff came up.
Basilisk is one of the animé I have previously skipped past due to not liking the art style, so I'll definitely have a look at that.
My brother, and not the one you would expect, swears by the Beserk series. He loves it with a passion usually only seen in French artists.
I don't know if there is a game or anything like that. I was told is was "sort of like attack on titan" with stunning visuals and shit. I actually don't know anything about the story.
Basilisk does have a special style to it. You're not the first to say so. Personally I love the art style, it's realistic enough to suspend disbelief but still out there enough to make the ninja stuff seem plausible. Good mix.
I too swear by Berserk, it is one of the best mangas I have ever read and as I have some friends who are also into it I've had a chance to explore the deeper meanings and symbolisms of it. If we get going, we can keep it up for hours.
The old anime was... fine. It's a product of both its time and a limited budget. The movies are really good recaps although some dislike the CGI-style of them. The new anime is simply shit. Censure, deleted (important) arcs and scenes, too much focus on "Hi, I'm Guts and this is me swinging my sword around" and an atrociously horrible CGI-animation instead of drawn animation. There is no depth to the visuals of the anime, which is a big thing in the manga. They've basically slapped the fandom in the face by saying "We'll make a new anime (Aw yeah, awesome!)... But we won't represent the source material and we'll make it look like the intro to a PS2-game (-.-' wat?)"
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