I have three tattoos on my neck and I hope indeed they keep someone from fighting me... otherwise I'm gonna be in trouble.
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There are two ways to truly love someone: Become their best friend and then learn to love them, or love them enough to become their best friend. Either way, you won't be loved back. ;)
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I also drink coffee before sleeping. Odd indeed, but it works for me.
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Probably Alakazam so I could feel smart at least once in my life.
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The status bar is okay, but the "Friends: You have no friends" message is heart breaking.
I feel that my post was a bit lacking, but that's what I can do right now (currently at work, so yeaaah)
Well, Aura is at a random inn - she would be drinking her problems away, but she ain't got renn for a drink. If anyone wants to meet up and interact, lemme know. c:
To obtain a Wave Gear was a difficult task, but Laura had successfully pulled it off through the help of her brother who was an avid gamer. Sadly, he wouldn't be able to play with her at all; he had just been promoted in his job and had to travel to Manhattan. No matter, Laura would do quite well by herself and she'd possibly find some good friends along the way - from what she had read so far, the game consisted of many classes and possible combinations, stats, damage, health - a MMORPG though and through. So, time to start, right?
On her room, Laura placed the helmet on and laid on her comfortable bed. It took a few seconds to initiate, her eyes closing shut and suddenly, the world around her began to change as she was brought to a whole new reality.
Wave Gear system log in.
>> Nickname: Aura
>>Gender: Male
>>Class: Lancer
And eventually, Laura finished her character. A tall, broad-shouldered man, an intimidating figure of power and skill. Why a man? Well, it seemed to clash nicely with the class she had chosen. Not so well with the name, though, which was merely her name without L.
Welcome to Talrae.
... What a magnificent world this was. Getting used to the controls was completely natural: There was no control. You walked, moved your hand, looked around as if this was reality and it truly seemed like everything was real. From the smell to the touch to the sights and sounds, everything was absolutely perfect. A true mastercraft of gaming, something so revolutionary that Aura felt as if she could live here forever, spending countless hours exploring and discovering this world. With her burly avatar, she began making the very first few steps of the game; analyzing the menu, understanding the options, analyzing the starting money in her inventory, spreading and adequating points as she saw fit.
Not so much time after, Aura had obtained a set of leather armor, a spear and a few other useful items along the way. She had ventured out of the main city and into the green scenery of Genesis. She even successfully killed her very first mob and just as she was about to move on to the second one, there was a strange glitch on her skin. The menu. As Aura tried to dismiss it thinking she may have accidentally brought it open, she feels a strange inexplicable sensation as everything around her disappears in a flash of light. Moments later, she finds herself in the central square of Genesis City just in front of the Royal Palace. She takes a look around and sees many players appearing one by one; probably an event, she assumes.
Then, a disruptive sound is heard as something rips the fabric of space in the sky, lightning crackling into arcs as a deep, powerful laughter is heard, followed by a deep, powerful voice that sends shivers onto Aura's spine. Good thing her avatar was a tall, powerfully built man because she would be shaking at the knees right now. How could a game give someone this... sensation? It was terror and a mixture of excitement as her eyes looked up at the powerful last boss.
His voice was so powerful that the windows shook when he spoke. Aura even considered turning the volume down a bit - but then he spoke; "or die trying." Which wasn't natural at all, not for a game, not for anything. It truly seemed like a death sentence, which was very, very strange for the opening ceremony of such a well-acclaimed game. Had the developers gone too far with that one character? He was almost forcing Aura to log off, but she remained perfectly still.
... Until he began explaining the rest. This is a joke, right? This couldn't possibly be. Was it, Aura? How wrong you are. People began changing completely around her, her pale blue eyes widening as she looked around - the beautiful avatars slowly turning into a variety of people. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of her own hair, the platinum, long strands falling well past her shoulders. A quick glance down and there, she was a female - no, she was herself. Completely. Her face remained a poker face, perhaps it was the shock of it all, perhaps it was the fear taking her entirely, she couldn't murmur a word, she could barely look elsewhere other than Malgoth, who was now showing them news of the first casualty in Wave Gear: The girl he had just strangled and broken her neck. The girl he had just literally murdered in cold blood. It could be Aura, it could be anyone.
The murderous demon retreats in his portal and the final notice that everything they witnessed is given to the players. Some break down in tears while others frenetically try to log off from the game, only to find that option completely impossible. Aura herself tried, mostly out of hope - but she was barely discontent to find out that she couldn't. She had practically already accepted her fate: She would die. She was never good at games. How good was she at living?
Eventually, Aura finds herself at Location B in Genesis City, sitting at an inn, pondering. She was in a state of deep thought, unable to make a move. It was way too hard taking all this information and dealing with it alone, by herself. What about the real world? What would happen to her body? To her family? What would they do? Place her in a hospital and treat her like a coma patient? And even, her social media? The last picture she posted was one of herself holding the Wave Gear... ironic, a picture of herself sealing her own fate tightly.
The word peace. Often misunderstood; or seen through a misconception. In the shinobi world, it is frequently said that peace is only achieved through war. Why? The question plagues the very existence of Usagi Orihara, one of those various shinobi that inhabit the world. This one, in particular, is not a very well known one neither a great, powerfully gifted shinobi. Usagi is a simple woman with a simple mind and an insatiable lust for answers that the world itself can't give her. What is the true meaning of peace? Is it individual, where one's mind and their peace is enough? Is it political, where the great leaders of the world apply it within their villages? Or is it worldly, where peace must exist as one for every living being?
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Steel.
The clinking sound of steel hitting steel exploded as Usagi's blacksmithing hammer came crashing down on the thin layer of steel she held with her left gloved hand. Sweat dripped from her forehead and she breathed heavily but that didn't stop her from raising her hand and bringing yet another blow, shaping the steel slowly into something: A tool of war. What else were swords used for, if not a tool of war? Killing? Destruction? Idly, the woman's eyes glanced upon her own sword, the Peaceful Rabbit. It was hanging by the blacksmithing store's back door, tied by an elegantly made leather cord. She exhaled a deep breath as the hammer collided against the steel again.
Her hands were calloused due to this very work. Hours spent at the forge shaping the finest weapons all for the shinobi of Konohagakure to spend their hard earned money on. Her muscles tense and her sweaty form was a sight to see, truly; she was a strong woman. Not in a bulging manner but the muscles were clearly visible on her arms. The expression on her face was a mixture of tiredness and content; this was her time. Whenever she worked at the forge, she had time to think of her personal inquiries, try to find answers in that troubled mind of hers.
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War.
And despite the questions, it was that time once again. This... was war; at least, not publicly declared war where the shinobi fought for their lives and failure meant death. No. This was a test, both for amusement and recognition. The chunin competition was based on being recognized, moving further into the ranks of their respective villages. For this reason, they would give everything they got. Usagi pondered why she fought, why she desired to become a jounin? Why she trained every night until she could no longer bear the exhaustion just so she could become stronger?
There was no answer. So, what motivation was behind this woman? She never quite wanted to fight. The idea of harming someone simply to prove herself fitting for a jounin role wasn't rolling all that great within her. The idea of being potentially harmed wasn't, either. But still, there was a stinging sensation that propelled her forward, that made her put extra work on Tetsuo's shoulder so she could leave the blacksmithing shop earlier and walk through the busy streets of Konoha - even overhearing a boy scolding a drinking female - into the open gates where the exam would be held. Usagi didn't look very formal; she was wearing an open black jacket with a dark red top underneath, revealing her stomach and neck, loose blue pants tucked inside black sandals and fingerless leather gloves. Her short hair was left loose, with some strands falling over her eyes but nothing problematic for her sight.
The Hokage was already here and more and more shinobi poured in by the seconds. Usagi could recognize some of them, yes, but she decided to keep mostly to herself and wait what would follow.
@Odin Now imagine he manages to make one and only friend and at the moment of his death said friend is holding him in his/her arms and he just goes boom? Oh the guilt.
And of course I assume that those who live in Konoha may also post normally XD?
In this case, given my character's background (She "owns" a blacksmithing shop which sells ninja tools), anyone want to have a pre-established relation? Even if its just some "Ohey I bought some kunai from your shop and stuff", y'know. Interaction.
ใAge Appearanceใ Doesn't appear all that different from a very young adult.
ใSexualityใ Doesn't matter (Assexual).
ใVillageใ Konoha.
ใBirthplaceใ Outskirts of Konohagakure.
ใAlignment/Affiliation/Organizationใ Konoha.
ใClan/Bloodlineใ N/A: unimportant clan with no real historical feat or powerful kekkei genkai.
ใRankใ C.
ใChakra Natureใ Wind Release
ใAppearance/Wardrobeใ Usagi's a well endowed young woman, that much is easy to spot. Soft features with a well-developed body makes her eye-catching which she makes little effort to hide with her choice of attire; often she sports open jackets with black colored underwear bellow, loose pantaloons in either dark green or darker colors and combat boots or, if she's feeling like it, the usual black shinobi sandals. Both of her hands are calloused and sports numerous scars on them. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ใPersonalityใ Usagi is a calm, cool young woman. She's almost always in a very peaceful state of mind, being friendly and very warm towards others, making no judgment whatsoever about others which makes her very easy to work with, especially with other more abrasive or arrogant shinobi. She's humble as well, to the point of underestimating herself, thinking low of her abilities as a shinobi. This lack of self-esteem is however scratched off whenever someone talks of drinking competitions: Usagi is extremely fond of sake and, not only that, is extremely resilient to it, unsurprisingly so.
While she's strongly against approaching others or initiating conversations on her own because she often has no idea of what to say, that doesn't mean that Usagi is closed-off at all. Rather, she prefers knowing that someone wants to talk to her as that diminishes the chances of looking like a fool by at least fifty percent.
Studious, Usagi considers herself intelligent, even if deep down she knows that she isn't, really. The woman enjoys the great stories of the pasts and the feats of famous shinobi that have once habituated the world or still do and there is nothing better than a bottle of sake and a brand new book: That is life, for her. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ใHistoryใ Usagi doesn't hail from a great clan with a historical past or a powerful, feared and well known kekkei genkai. By shinobi-standards, she's an underdog, someone with no family achievements, no important name, nothing. But this also means that no one really expected something from her. She was just.. average. In everything. Or perhaps even further down, the lowest of the lowest. Neither of her parents knew how to properly read, truly. They were farmers.
Her brother died when she was still a toddler. He got sick, a disease without treatment or cure. This, naturally, hit the family pretty hard; he was a hardworking, strong boy. Tall, broad-shoudered, firm hands and he even knew a little kenjutsu. He had a sword, a gift from a passerby shinobi that visited the farm and rested there, coming from a mission far away. When he departed, the sword was placed in Usagi's brother hands. This story was often told to her by father, he had pride in his son, for he had received a sword from a shinobi. The lowborn, common people get easily happy over the smallest of feats, right?
Usagi grew to become different, though. Strangely enough, she seemed to be naturally gifted... in reading. Learning. Practicing. Following. Yes, especially following: Whenever someone taught her, she learned very quickly. It was something that set the family off, in all honesty. As she grew older, they eventually sent her off to Konohagakure. A larger village, where she could make a better life for herself. They placed a good sum of money in her hands; the family's last four years worth in money, all in hopes of a better, bright future for their daughter.
Upon arrival, she enrolled in the shinobi academy, paid the dues, bought the necessary equipment and set off. Ill-educated and bad-mannered, Usagi became the easy target for better shinobi to practice their learning on. The provocations and name calling enraged her very easily and when she tried to beat them, they'd easily overpower her. She swore to kill every one of them, a promise she would never carry on with.
While still very young, Usagi managed to find herself a job. In one of the town's blacksmith, a man by the name of Tetsuo took the young girl under his wing, teaching her his trade. Strange to see such a young little thing hitting steel with a hammer and crafting things of surprising quality, but she did very well and was paid very well, too. After work, the man would always take her with him to the tavern and they'd share some sake. It was also strange for a young one such as Usagi drinking sake, but she never complained. Rather, she enjoyed it.
As time went on, Usagi eventually graduated as a genin. A reward for her hard work came from no one other than her master Tetsuo-sama, a very skillfully crafted sword, with the best of steel that he could find. Upon the hilt, the kanji "ๅนณๅใชใฆใตใฎ" meaning peaceful rabbit. It was a masterpiece in Usagi's eyes. Tetsuo assured her that the sword was unbreakable. Truth or not, Usagi spent the following years practicing kenjutsu and making great use of her blade. And, of course, of the hammer: as a blacksmith, Usagi became rather renowned in Konohagakure. Trained from such a young age, her craft - and Tetsuo's - became recognized. Many shinobi choose Tetsuo as their loyal equipment provider.
The man grew old, though. And one night, in a very meaningful conversation, he fully opened up to Usagi. He told her that he had no family left, that his wife died years ago during childbirth. His child didn't make it, too. That utterly crushed him, breaking the man completely. He could never get in another relationship and thus, grew old and alone. That's why he drank so much, that's also why he took Usagi: He saw an opportunity to give someone... something. When he was about to leave the tavern, he turned to Usagi and told her that "Unbreakable Steel" was now "The Peaceful Rabbit's Craft", that his blacksmithing shop was hers.
No, the man didn't die the day after, of course. The two still manage the blacksmith and Usagi also graduated as a chuunin. She became quite strong of a woman - but rarely did she resort to violence. The Peaceful Rabbit blade, the Peaceful Rabbit Blacksmithing Shop, the... peaceful Usagi. Theres a reason for this all, right? And it's very simply understood: Usagi is a pacifist, the kind of woman who trains to strengthen herself and her spirit, not to destroy others. And now, Usagi is interested in becoming a jounin, taking one step further into becoming something. After all, who expected something from this one? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ใEquipment/Weapons/Itemsใ Name of Weapon or Item: Heiwana Usagi (Peaceful Rabbit) Description: Despite the fancy name of this sword, it's a simple katana. Harder than usual and it allows the wielder to flow their chakra into it, increasing sharpness and range. Appearance: A single-edged blade with a slight curve and a length of 62,5cm. The sword's materials are mainly steel with gold inlay, leather and crimson silk on the hilt. Overall, a very beautifully crafted blade for certain - and also a sturdy, resilient one.
Beyond that, Usagi has all other equipment expected from a shinobi. Kunai, wire-strings, shuriken and explosive tags. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ใKekkei Genkaiใ No Kekkei Genkai. ------------------------------------------------------- Jutsu:
Name of Technique: Wind Release: Wind Step Type of Jutsu: Supportive Rank: C Range: Self Nature Type: Wind Release Effect: By manipulating the wind's current through their chakra, the user can temporarily create an invisible platform of wind to step on while in mid-air. This may allow them an otherwise impossible maneuver, catching enemies by surprise or creating an escape route.
Name of Technique: Wind Release: Redirect Type of Jutsu: Defensive Rank: C Range: Fifteen meters in 360ยบ around the user. Nature Type: Wind Release Effect: The user must first do a series of four handseals before placing their palms in front of them and twisting their body around, rotating their palms. The wind around them creates a circular barries that stops all stoppable projectiles, the wind currents carrying them around until the user halts the spin and points into their desired direction, sending the projectiles back at their foe or into another target. The only weakness is that the projectiles aren't thrown with the same precision and as such, kunai may be facing the wrong direction and so on, so it's mostly a defensive method and not an offensive technique.
Name of Technique: Wind Release: Tailwind Type of Jutsu: Supportive Rank: C Range: In a linear range from the user to up to forty meters ahead. Nature Type: Wind Release Effect: The user creates a strong wind current that increases their speed while moving in the same direction as it while drastically slowing down foes coming against it.
Name of Technique: Wind Release: Zero Type of Jutsu: Offensive Rank: A Range: Medium Nature Type: Wind Release Effect: The user produces a series of seven handseals, holding the last one (Boar) until they see an opening to use the technique. Upon releasing the technique, a powerful tornado surrounds a single foe. The wind current is so powerful that breaking out of it is virtually impossible through normal means; the thing is, while inside the tornado, breathing is impossible. If one so much as tries to breathe, the powerful air currents will invade their lungs and they will suffocate anyway. The drawback is that while this technique is in use, the user must stand perfectly still, making it very hard to use in larger battlegrounds.
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