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This is my bio, I can't rap, or sing for that matter, and it's been years since I've enthusiastically played an instrument. I don't think I've even listened to a full album of Kenyesus' work. But eyyyyy, who can't appreciate a talented man with a god complex.

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Tanji Tsugiharu

Central Command Stairs, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival


@Nero@Partisan@Raijinslayer




"Yep! They do, but a great clan's name isn't the only thing to make great shinobi, I'm sure," she said almost halfheartedly. Tanji chalked it up to her only trying to make him feel better, but thats fine he knew his place as a small cog in the workings of the Confederate War Machine.
Tanji, shook his head listlessly as if trying to hold on to childish ideas, "That, may be true but you've got to admit, almost every great ninja was the successor of someone equally as great, people don't become great on moxy alone." He motioned to the Hyuga ahead of him making sure to be silent enough to not be overheard, "take him for example, even with uh-questionable- parentage the blood of his clan alone makes him great, in fact, I think under that harsh exterior of his lies a heart of gol-" Tanji was unceremoniously pushed aside, “What did you say, you fucking dipshit?”. Fortunately it wasn't directed an Tanji or the Uchiha, and instead stormed down the stairway again.

The Hyuga had directed his ire upon another shinobi, this one also taking the form of the Hyuga."Has anyone else taken his appearance?", the Uchiha asked. An astute observation and a likely possibility, but just to be sure Tanji double checked his chakra to make sure he didn't have any wayward clones lying around. Fortunately he had none, unfortunately some poor sap was destined to experience a repeat of what happened just a few moment ago. Oh boy, here we go again, as the Hyuga gave a powerful overhead attack causing the ...clone? to quickly dissipate flaring up the attacker's anger once again. A few choice insults and accusations to (another) red head. Hopefully this won't be too bad this time around, surely the Hyuga has coole- A large column of dust was formed but the Hyuga just walked passed it still baring down on his target.

Who promptly bowed himself into surrender. Smart man, Tanji thought. Better to have a broken spirit than a broken everything, not to say that the red-head wasn't unimpressive, just that it would have been better for all parties involved if the two not kill each other. Tanji thought about just letting the Hyuga have at it, then it occured to him, Ah, fuck what if he doesn't let this slide. That shit hurts, yo. He ran towards the Hyuga putting his hand consolingly on his shoulder, "Hey man, its uh- its not worth it you know? I mean come on he's bowing and shit, so honor and all that, right? Right?" He whispered silently to the red-head on the ground while still trying to maintain eye contact with the Hyuga, "*psst* pick your head up his shit hurts man, I know your into that honor shit, but I think its better to cut your losses and swallow your pride and try not to offer yourself up on a silver platter."

He hoped dearly the Hyuga would see some reason, otherwise he just put himself into a very deadly personal zone of a Hyuga, and wondered why he didn't just send a clone.


Tanji Tsugiharu

At the foot of Central Command Stairs, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival




"Hey, are you okay?"

Other than getting man-handled, he was doing great. Really. Tanji couldn't blame the Hyuga, a man's identity is sacred along with his honor, and yeah, some might say it was 'a dick move,' Tanji of all people knows how important family is, and gallivanting as a false kinsman to the Hyuga clan must surely be a heinous crime.

"I'm fine," he wheezed, "Boy, those Great Clans sure make some exceptional Shinobi don't they," he smiled, clutching his side in slight pain. "But, I guess you don't need me to tell you that, Miss Uchiha." Tanji had read through many files of Confederate Shinobi that were available in the Intelligence Corps. archives, it was his job to stay informed of course, but he always enjoyed reading up on the files of great houses, in a way it filled a void in him. He was a bit of a fanboy to say the least; the Naras, Akimichis, Uzumakis, and of course the Uchihas and Hyugas.

He tried to make polite small talk as they went along the stairs, "Yup, you guys are great. A noble, storied line, full of exceptional ninjas. Why, I only have my dumb brother," he gave a pleasant laugh, "Name's Tanji by the way," not noticing that the topic he touched on might not be the best topic for his conversation partner, he just continued walking with a dumb smile, thinking how cool it would be to ask for their autographs, maybe the Commanders will give theres too. Or would that be too much. Nah, they're probably cool about it. Right?


Tanji Tsugiharu

Somewhere about the Village's Alleys and Roadways, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival


@Partisan




Tanji had expected to get his shit kicked in when the Hyuga grabbed him by the collar, but upon noticing some more pressing circumstances had let Tanji keep his teeth.

“You're lucky that you're not interesting.” As the Hyuga pushed him back onto the ground as he hit a wall.


Tell me about it, I could have died,
, thank god for this perpetual social invisibility, Tanji sighed in relief as he got up to dust himself off. Honestly seeing the Hyuga's eyes that up close was unsettling, downright frightening to say the least and fortunately for everyone around the Hyuga finally relaxed.


“You said you're in the intelligence group?”
, Tanji looked around waiting for someone to respond, Cool, there's somebody else here from the intelligence corps.

“Do you happen to be in the 11th corps?” Ha, thats funny Tanji was currently attached to the 11th intelli- oh, he was talking to him.

"Yessir!" As he saluted into attention, not really sure why, the Hyuga wasn't his commanding officer. The Hyuga didn't acknowledge his response and turned to the group instead.

“I'm gonna go see what is up at the compound. Feel free to stand around here some more like a bunch of idiots,” and began heading up the stairs to the compound again. And so, Tanji stopped standing around like a bunch of idiot, sheepishly looked to his comrades around him and would elect to follow behind them if they so chose, or briskly walk to catch up with the Hyuga's shadow, if no one else wanted to.


Tanji Tsugiharu

Somewhere about the Village's Alleys and Roadways, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival


@Partisan




He was finishing up gleaning information from the Red Sages as the battle soon drew to a close. Again, not much was gained from his cerebral intrusion, but it always made him smile knowing these traitors got their just deserts. He'd have to confer with the Intelligence Corps and corroborate notes but at least he can rest assured he did good toda-

BASTARD! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, PRETENDING TO BE ME?”

Tsugi's eyes went wide as the Hyuga sent a terrifying wave of energy at him, caught unawares and still having his hand on a traitor's forehead, Tsugi took the full brunt of the assault knocking the wind out of him as he skidded across the street, stopping only as his body hit a wall. He wasn't entirely sure what he did wrong, but as his mind went numb, so finally the transformation jutsu did break. As he saw the residual smoke waft away as his transformation dropped, he finally put two-and-two together. "Goddammit, I'm an idiot," he mumbled as he staggered back up unto his feet. No sooner as he did, he immediately regretted it, as the world began to spin under him forcing him to take a knee. The Hyuga was still visibly angry, and honestly he couldn't blame him. All ready on a knee, it made it all the more easier to bring his head, arms and knees to the ground in the ultimate sign of submission, "I'm friendly I swear! Its just a habit to keep transformations in the Intelligence Corp, pleasedonthurtmeohgoddammitidonwannadie." He waited for a response hoping to the Great God and Savior Kenye, that this Hyuga was the forgiving type. Worse come to worse, he prepped a Underground Projection jutsu, planning to slip under the ground to hopefully make a quick get away.
@Kenye, Tatsuya is at the main building right now, I think you got him confused with Lost's character.


Oops, will fix after I get home. Thanks and sorry.


(Damn Transforming Fuck)

Tanji Tsugiharu

Somewhere about the Village's Alleys and Roadways, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival


@Lost in my Mind@Blue Demon




Tsugi had spent the good part of the next hour or so helping around the small-folk as much as he can, a task rather daunting for he knew very little of medicine other than the very basics of first aid. Many had burns and small cuts, others sported minor concussions and sprained limbs, but some unlucky few were hanging around death's front-yard, unsure if they should go knock. And to these few unfortunate souls he could do very little but offer a shoulder and a first-aid kit in assistance before actual medical ninjas arrived to pick up on his incompetence. Still he roamed around, his haze clones long been dismissed, seeking others. Honestly, this wasn't in his job description, technically it was as he was just a contract ninja, but for the few months he had been assigned posts gathering intelligence. For the sake of such, he had liberally applied his brand interrogation genjutsu on any Red Sage he was able to incapacitate, but they were small fry. They simply had vague accounts on masked recruiters telling them of a planned assult and distributing Red Arm bands all the while making sure the were ready. All information that were painfully obvious now.

Still patrolling the streets and his mind heavy with hypothesis and speculation on the attacks he still failed to notice the minuscule drain on his chakra as he sported around a Hyuga's form. All the while running atop the roofs of buildings he turned to spot some victorious looking Shinobi of the proud confederacy. His eyes brightened a bit knowing other loyal citizens were doing their part to assist the citizenry. He landed beside the 2 and gave a quiet smile and wave. He spoke in succinct, short, soft, but amicable sentences,

"Comrades. You do the Confederacy proud. For that you have my respect. The battle is nearly won," he noticed the Tall-Redhead female staring into the Direction of Central Command and continued "In short time the Central Compound will also be secure." He noticed the incapacitated Red Sages on the ground, he glared at the traitors and got to work tying their limbs and body with rope, afterwards mumbling "This will not take long." He was quick about it, this task being a common practice in his work. He awoke the traitors making sure they knew what situation they had themselves in, and placed a firm palm upon their foreheads and began the process of his Interrogation Jutsu. The traitors eyes slowly rolled to the back of their heads as Tsugi's will were enforced on their own, the Jutsu's main purpose was gathering information, but a side benefit of having to breakdown the mental barriers was that if too much force was applied, can leave the victim's mind scarred and battered making them too fearful and weak willed to have anymore traitorous thoughts. They struggled for a short bit, but Tsugi was well enough a master in these arts; they can scream and protest all they want, but traitors need to be broken.



Tanji Tsugiharu

Within A CLusterfuck, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival


@GrafRoy Zeppeli@Nero@Partisan




Tsugi cursed under his breathe, his bells did in fact do their job in disrupting the fight, but within the chaos and confusion not many were caught in its affects and he may do more harm than good as more confederates showed up. This was all the more apparent in a duel between the red head water dancer and -well I be damned- an Uchiha. Fuck, Tsugi messed up, audio genjutsu were just as potent to sharingan users as not, and the red-head swordsman while dazed, still had it in his thick head to go for an attack. Tsugi needed to act quick, less he lose a comrade to his own incompetence. He quickly prepped some more senbon, a vast array, belled or otherwise and formed seals for shadow senbon. With his bell's genjutsu still surely in the mind of the red-head, it would be very improbable to dodge the myriad of stings coming his way.

Tsugi aimed for soft vitals, arteries in the neck, wrist and thigh, as well as joints, he didn't need many to hit, just enough to stun or impede the traitor's assult as the Uchiha recomposes herself. Should Tsugi's plan work, the man's mobility should be heavily diminished and hoped that this infernal battle can finally end. The odds were certainly stacked in the confederacy's favor, but he also felt that others were in danger as a disproportional number of confederate strength was consentrated in this area. He substituted with a clone hanging around the edge of the battle, still forgetting that he was in the Hyuga's form, and set off to assist any civilians in danger, mayhaps even regrouping with his squadmates.

Tsugi was diligent in his work, upheaving civilians from rubble and taken out minor Red Sage underlings looking to loot or harass the citizens of the confederacy. He took great pleasure in making sure their last moments sane were just barely so. The citizenry were appreciative, but they kept thanking him and his "Great Clan's work," Tsugi just smiled, and thought it funny that his small family was being called great. Little did he know he was just offering free good press to the Hyugas, as he ran around still in the form of the Hyuga bastard.
@KenyeIsMyLife I would consider Zaisette inside of the mist atm, would you still be able see him? I'd imagine you'd notice liquid at your feet first, or miss him altogether.

To be fair, the positioning of each person is very vague atm, which I intend to fix with my post.


Ight ill fix my post, thx for the clarification

@KenyeIsMyLifeYou can see Mikoto and Zaisette through the mist?


Thats the reason i had a CAPSLOCK-Fest earlier, i thought Mikoto was still outside of the haze and was only gonna go for him, but then i saw his post and i knew i fucked up. I fixed my post, hopefully.
FUCK HOLD UP, I NEED TO EDIT MY POST. GODDAMMIT THATS WHY U HIT REFRESH BEFORE POSTING.
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