shylarahMasaki Haruna said
Well I do understand being an Uchiha just makes you insta stronger.
I completely disagree with this statement. Completely.
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I completely disagree with this statement. Completely.
I'm working on my next character and I have this slight impression that it might come out OP :v
I posted, apologies about the delay!
Daisuke wished he could simply encase his whole body in an enormous amount of chakra-coated and and hope that'd hid him from the whole world for at least three hours. Or until a certain kunoichi left this room. He had a genuine fear of her; her presence itself was enough to make the boy nervous, unusually so. She brought him an incomprehensible feeling; fear, excitement, adrenaline. Fear was predominant, however, since she always attempted to harm or perhaps even kill him. Always. Even in here, in this place, where an attack could lead to something much bigger, she did not hesitate; the chakra draining chains were aimed at him, and wasn't it for the living powerful beast inside of him which automatically brought the chakra-sand out of the gourd in his back and moved it around him, forming a powerful defense, they'd certainly wrap around him in a cruel and bloody mess.
Though, that wasn't enough to keep them away; they ate the chakra away, which didn't meant the sand disappeared, though, it was sand after all. It however, weakened it severely so and Daisuke had to actually put effort into controlling it. The fearsome blonde-beauty - which was a title Daisuke always thought to fit well for that woman, started to speak and Daisuke relaxed enough to allow his sand to float back into the gourd, his pale blue eyes following her movements, paying attention both at what she said and her moves. If she didn't had such... strange or psychotic personality, she'd certainly make a good girlfriend. I mean, look at her body, woah, those th- Wait, the hell you're thinking about Daisuke? Shrugging the unorthodox thoughts off, the boy took a step back... Just before being pulled into a hug. One which made him feel terribly uncomfortable.
He had mixed feelings about being this close to her. Part of him wanted to just rest there, against her... curves and relax, while the other part of him truly desired to reach over for a kunai and impale her in a certain-death point. But he did neither of those, though, the boy pushed himself off and took a few steps away from her, grunting in disapproval. Luckily for him, he had a resourceful chakra-pool, obviously due to what was sealed within him; a tailed beast. Still, he always had to be careful around her, passing out of exhaustion due to having your chakra simply drained by a psychopath wasn't exactly something he'd like to go through. Even if he was certain that it'd happen, sooner or later. Which was why this mission was actually good; finally an opportunity to get away from someone with these socializing problems. Or not.
Daisuke swallowed his own saliva, gulping. Frowning. His cheeks reddened, deeply, his whole face changed from the 'not-so-amused' to 'shameful-and-disgraceful' one.
"I'd be quite glad if you didn't speak things like that so openly, sensei." Argh, how he wanted to crush her under his sand, with such strength that her bones- Damn! The gourd on his back exploded. Not literally; it was just sand, after all; and the gourd itself was made of sand. The powerful chakra-coated sand moved around him, forming five thin tendrils which quickly wrapped around each of the chains. It'd probably drain the chakra, but at least, it kept them from reaching the boy. For now.
Some sweat formed over the genin's forehead, his breathing becoming slightly heavier than before, but just slightly. His previously exhausted looking eyes now looked more vivid; in fact, the boy himself looked better, alive, vivid; it wasn't as if he was a walking zombie with no determination anymore.
Tilting his head towards the other jinchuuriki, who had offered help, he smiled sweetly.
"It's not necessary, trust me. I've handed her a lot of times, already." Not... exactly, Daisuke. But still, he wanted to look superior, too. It'd be something good for his ego and self-confidence.
Though, that wasn't enough to keep them away; they ate the chakra away, which didn't meant the sand disappeared, though, it was sand after all. It however, weakened it severely so and Daisuke had to actually put effort into controlling it. The fearsome blonde-beauty - which was a title Daisuke always thought to fit well for that woman, started to speak and Daisuke relaxed enough to allow his sand to float back into the gourd, his pale blue eyes following her movements, paying attention both at what she said and her moves. If she didn't had such... strange or psychotic personality, she'd certainly make a good girlfriend. I mean, look at her body, woah, those th- Wait, the hell you're thinking about Daisuke? Shrugging the unorthodox thoughts off, the boy took a step back... Just before being pulled into a hug. One which made him feel terribly uncomfortable.
He had mixed feelings about being this close to her. Part of him wanted to just rest there, against her... curves and relax, while the other part of him truly desired to reach over for a kunai and impale her in a certain-death point. But he did neither of those, though, the boy pushed himself off and took a few steps away from her, grunting in disapproval. Luckily for him, he had a resourceful chakra-pool, obviously due to what was sealed within him; a tailed beast. Still, he always had to be careful around her, passing out of exhaustion due to having your chakra simply drained by a psychopath wasn't exactly something he'd like to go through. Even if he was certain that it'd happen, sooner or later. Which was why this mission was actually good; finally an opportunity to get away from someone with these socializing problems. Or not.
Daisuke swallowed his own saliva, gulping. Frowning. His cheeks reddened, deeply, his whole face changed from the 'not-so-amused' to 'shameful-and-disgraceful' one.
"I'd be quite glad if you didn't speak things like that so openly, sensei." Argh, how he wanted to crush her under his sand, with such strength that her bones- Damn! The gourd on his back exploded. Not literally; it was just sand, after all; and the gourd itself was made of sand. The powerful chakra-coated sand moved around him, forming five thin tendrils which quickly wrapped around each of the chains. It'd probably drain the chakra, but at least, it kept them from reaching the boy. For now.
Some sweat formed over the genin's forehead, his breathing becoming slightly heavier than before, but just slightly. His previously exhausted looking eyes now looked more vivid; in fact, the boy himself looked better, alive, vivid; it wasn't as if he was a walking zombie with no determination anymore.
Tilting his head towards the other jinchuuriki, who had offered help, he smiled sweetly.
"It's not necessary, trust me. I've handed her a lot of times, already." Not... exactly, Daisuke. But still, he wanted to look superior, too. It'd be something good for his ego and self-confidence.
BKburke; Sowwy, don't think I'm up to take on a konohagakure-nin spot, I mean, it's highly likely that it will be the most populated place.
Shadow: Sounds good! Genin, jonin? Chuunin?
Shadow: Sounds good! Genin, jonin? Chuunin?
By the way, I'm going to start my second and likely last character right now.
Any village is in need of something specific?
Any village is in need of something specific?
... Whilst Daisuke wanted to have a say on this, or at least express his negative opinion on such riskful mission given that most Jinchuuriki, if not all of them, were in fact pretty young and inexperienced, and thus emotions and various other reasons could be something which would make this whole mission be seen as insanity, he just couldn't. He was timid, and there was many shinobi in here; thus, the general was a bit... Intimidating, if that word fits in this sense. Sighing to himself, the boy stood himself as soon as it was said that the meeting was over. His tired eyes gazed upon the other jinchuurikis; what were they like. His hand ran through his blonde hair, the boy quietly shuffling his feet around as he turned himself towards the exit.
He placed his left hand inside his pocket, while the other moved to grip the cloak which covered his body. The pearl-blue eyes then gazed upon the boy who stated that he was a former konoha-nin, a huff escaping the ichibi-jinchuuriki.
"Was konohagakure's shinobi evil?" The question came out as childish, but it wasn't; it was pure curiosity. The more Daisuke thought about this, the less interested he was in infiltrating a village like that. It was filled with other children, with innocent people and everything else. What if he lost control of Ichibi and rampaged into the village, killing everyone in his path? What if he slept? What if... So many of those, he should learn to ignore these thoughts, but for now, he simply could.
He placed his left hand inside his pocket, while the other moved to grip the cloak which covered his body. The pearl-blue eyes then gazed upon the boy who stated that he was a former konoha-nin, a huff escaping the ichibi-jinchuuriki.
"Was konohagakure's shinobi evil?" The question came out as childish, but it wasn't; it was pure curiosity. The more Daisuke thought about this, the less interested he was in infiltrating a village like that. It was filled with other children, with innocent people and everything else. What if he lost control of Ichibi and rampaged into the village, killing everyone in his path? What if he slept? What if... So many of those, he should learn to ignore these thoughts, but for now, he simply could.
I read that and made my own post, sorry if it's a bit bad, I rushed :3
Sorry, I was away the whole day (and when I tried to get in here earlier, the site wasn't on). Uh, did I miss a lot?
Durnehviir said
Say say Nero! NEEERRRROOOO!How about I make a Sensei for Daisuke?
YES DO IT.
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