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Naruto: Revival

Kyotoumaru Uchiha
@Queentze @Thecrash20
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Senna had united the remainder of team becoming one conglomerate, one mind, one person. The other two would soon feel a warmth to their bodies that they had never experienced before, sensory overload. Feelings and thoughts from each of them were shared amongst all of them within mere seconds of thinking it. However, before they could really agree to the wind scroll indefinitely the thundering voice of the Hokage returned once more and in an instant a blinding white light permeated from the ground in a large circle. Unlike the rest of the ninja’s taking the exam, this group was excluded from the white waiting room that housed each team. Instead they were greeted with the great outdoors and all of its scenery.

When Kyo and Senna’s vision was restored they were able to see the challenge ahead of them. It was a dense forested area almost as if they were on the outskirts of Konoha. Coupled with the forest were hills and the darkness of the sky. A tornado ahead was in ripping through the forest like paper, devastation and carnage was all that was left behind. A natural disaster like this rarely occurred in the village or really any part of the world with the ease of just sending a ninja outside with correct chakra nature to deal with it. Yet they were only gifted with fire and lightning, well at least Kyo was. Although there was something eerily different about this tornado. There were human tracks left trekking behind it with no others, not even a squirrel had scurried by. Kyo’s suspicion grew as his face stayed stoic, only letting his heightened arousal leaking into Senna’s body.

Kyo’s eye flickered red growing the three tomoe’s around his iris, his Sharingan had activated, easily identifying the log being hurled at them. Calmly, he grabbed senna and forced the two of them to dodge under the large wooden stake, the same sensation would be felt by the other two to instinctly dodge. Senna approached the other two teammates in an excited attitude, “Hi, we didn’t get to properly introduced ourselves before! My name is Senna Akizakura, unfortunately I’m not an Uchiha, but I’m so glad to meet two others! I’ve only ever been surrounded by this tough guy, don’t worry he might look nasty, but deep down he’s a puppy.” Motioning behind her to Kyo as she hid her mouth. “Anyways I don’t have a chakra nature but I do have quite a powerful Kekkei Genkai. As you could tell I’ve connected us all emotionally. I can sense and the energy and emotions of anyone around me. I’m a pretty good sensor too you know, now that I have a sample of your chakra I can track you pretty much anywhere now. Invasion of privacy I know I know that’s what you’re thinking, it works more like an on/off switch so when I don’t need to find you then I can turn it off.”

“So yeah I can do a lot of useful stuff.” Senna sound with a cute and closed eyed smile.

Kyo smirked internally at Senna’s bout of her abilities, it was one of the many reasons the two had become so close recently, she indeed was a catch. Letting her finish before he returned to his serious and callous demeanor, he walked over and reintroduced himself. “So we’re going to be the first ones to complete their scroll exam and prepare to take another one if possible. Each of us having a sharingan between the 4 of us should let us breeze through most of this. There’s something not right about this tornado, the environment is too serene for it to have naturally occurred and it only formed a few meters away from where we’re standing now. Not only that, but there was footprints behind it, human foot prints, nothing else. Good catch Date-san, we should head for the tree line since we’ll be on higher ground and that’s where the foot prints last left out. We’re not looking for where the scroll is, but whomever has it.” Kyo half commanded and half suggested, waiting for the others to make heads or tails of his suggestion.

FIRE SCROLL

Nu Suzaku, Keeper of the Light of Man

@Odin @Spanner @Project @j8cob
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”Tsk…such insolent wretches. What a sorry excuse for a pack of shinobi, there’s no defined leader or teamwork even established. They all just seem like rabid dogs barking at one another and hiding their true natures like some deeply emotional snowflake.” Suzaku thought to himself as he looked down towards the ants that were planning his demise and/or an elaborate set of plans to test the flame and its properties. “You know standing around doing nothing isn’t going to help.” He spat hoping they would try something new quick, otherwise he would soon grow bored and impatient. Leaning back in the air Suzaku reclined and a bowl of grapes had appeared in his hand. As he watched the ninja like a hawk he would soon proceed to start popping grapes into his mouth one by one, he had to keep entertained some way or another.

“Oh by the way don’t get cute. There’s no hidden agenda here girly, you don’t need to illuminate the room or evacuate shit. It’s just the three of us here now, you guys, me, and scroll-buddy over here.” Suzaku said flicking a grape at the Kunoichi. Suzaku’s eyes widened in amusement as one of the ninja decided to test the waters, or rather fires, with a shadow clone. As the clone got closer and reached its hands to touch the scroll the white fire didn’t engulf the clone but instead slowly a singular wisp touched the hand of the clone before it erupted into a line of fire that sprinted up the clones body before it erupted into a lovely consumption of white fire. The fire did not simply just burn the clone it absorbed its chakra and now became part of the flame emanating from the scroll, now only a bit larger. Whatever chakra was used by the ninja would not be returned but converted into the chakra of the flame.

Suzaku let out a mocking laugh as he almost choked on a grape. “Good try kid, but you’ll get em next time. Or well I hope you do at least. Back to square one for you guys.” Suzaku briefly mentioned in his condescending ton before going back to his bowl of grapes. The scroll still floating 15 meters above the ground and a safe distance away from the team of fire.

Naruto: Revival

ANNOUNCEMENT:

Do to some unique circumstances, Lyfe will be away from the RP for approximately 3 weeks. Afterwards he will be back and resume his duties and involvement in the story.

For the time being I will take the reigns of his characters and plot progression for the RP. I will most likely make a Post as each of his character tonight to advance any of you who have been waiting. I apologize sincerely.

I will also be appointing Froggy/Amphibian as a Co-Gm and have a smaller council made up of @reflection and @savato to monitor the OOC or Discord and answer any questions while I'm away, and review bios per my instruction.

Lastly, if you have any question or would like to volunteer to be part of the council let me know via PM. Otherwise let's all continue the RP and welcome Lyfe back with open arms at the beginning of next month.

Thank you all so much for your participation.

Naruto: Revival

@GlitchyBugger@Reflection@BladeX

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If the Water team was doing anything well it was thinking on their feet, their synchrony was top notch for a rag tag team that had been created under such short circumstances. It seemed like the team was able to circumvent the fact that they were left without and extra teammate give them a higher disadvantage than most teams. It seemed like the barrier nin realized that the water had special properties and was quickly wearing away at his barriers. While the other two formulated to create a plan that involved explosives and the powerful chakra nature of wind. Perhaps the two were so focused they had not noticed the chakra infused water, outside of the barrier ninja’s input.

Another barrier formed, much smaller than the first, below the original as it served as their ticket back to the surface world. With perfect timing and enough explosives and wind the team skyrocketed out of the funeral pyre that was the room descending into the dark nether abyss. It seemed as if there was little no water resistance or friction at all. Zooming up so fast would also cause their bodies to go under tremendous stress from the cascading sea levels. Regardless they were quickly making it to the surface, perhaps this would be the first team to win their scroll. On their way to surface the rest of the water was calm and unmoving, not a good sign.

As they saw the surface they would soon burst through the other side, triumphant, or so they thought. Rather than exploded through the surface and see land and air, they had returned to the same spot as they were upon exiting the sinking room. But how? They were at the surface. There was no surface unfortunately for the team. It was as if they jumped through a mirror that had spat them back out. Right when the team penetrated the surface they were shot out into the direct parallel of the world they were in. No advancement, no movement, there was no surface just eternal water. Their acceleration still active would now plummet them to the shallow graves known to well to those lost at sea.

With no way to the surface they had exhausted their master plan and with it their fleeting hopes. The water would now begin to suffocate them, taking every second away from their lives, in a short notice they would run out of air and drown in the deeps.
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Gisho Omawarisan

^{Konohagakure | Hokage | Duality-nin}

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^{TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Konohagakure - Exam Stadium, Club Deck | INTERACTION: @Odin@Yoshua171@Reflection}

The Amekage had such a way with words, it seemed like Ginsho was out skilled and outmatched for his fellow peer leaders. Each of them so genuinely interesting and had unique mannerisms that separated them from the regular population. Ginsho was of course was being modest as he was renown as the symbol of peace as much as he didn’t believe he was. The way Yogensha found a silver in everything the Hokage managed to trip and fall over, it was something to be admired as it seemed he could do no wrong in the face of the eccentric beauty. Had he been younger and more brazen he would have like to pursue the hand of this mysterious woman, but women like her are not meant to be tied down. “I was never one with word with the fluidity and mastery you have. I was never meant for politics or leading a village, to tell you the truth, I’d rather find peace in the environment and be a pillar for the village instead. While I do consider the weather and admire it, I should not speak so carelessly about it.” Ginsho was doing his best to keep appearances up, but it seemed he could never be himself around this matriarch.

However she did mention the state of peace of mind which is something Ginsho did have experience with, and for some reason he could feel the connection those two shared with it. “Ah yes, I am most at home in the tranquility of the sky.” A small eruption of laughter caught the battle worn warrior off guard, a new emotion he had not expected to rise out of the Amekage. “Please forgive me, I spoke out of term. Smaller numbers do mean more focused and trained ninja, something that can be quite envious. I assure your village is within good hands.” Ginsho complementing the small village. Ginsho had only been to the microvillage a handful of times throughout his years. The land was always full of rain, it seemed like it didn’t do much else besides rain. In his Sanin days the village itself however was quite advanced and industrialized, the technology and architecture quite a ways ahead of Konoha’s humble beginnings. He did remember however, how cut throat and short tempered the Shinobi of the Rain were.

Ginsho laughed boisterously, “You spoil me too much Yogensha-san” before his attention was forced elsewhere across the room. "You know, Gisho, it's not nice to speak ill of friends behind their backs,"It seemed all at once that Ginsho had shed his fake skin and turned with a great passion and happiness emanating from his body. “Speak of the devil, if it isn’t Kuroyaju.” Before the Tsuchikage could open his eyes he would feel large tree trunks of arms wrapped tightly around him, Ginsho hugging the Tsuchikage rocking him back and forth while laughing. Ginsho returned his hostage back to his seat as he made his way to his seat after his brief introductions with Yogensha. “Both of you are far too kind, I couldn’t have done it without your blessings and the aid of my assistant Shinko.” Ginsho about to continue, when interrupted by what seemed like a jumpy fox.

A bit confused at the stumbling words of the fox his arm seared in pain once more in protest. Ginsho’s vibrant aura fading only slightly. ”Something’s wrong. I have to be weary of this one. Ginsho all too quickly remembering his question for the fox boy. A bit flummoxed the memories flooded Ginsho’s head like a broken dam. “Tatsu…aka? Your father and I were very close friends, but he never once mentioned you and he always had pictures of his skulk. I haven’t refreshed the flowers for his grave, I must go after this exam is over and see him again.” Ginsho starting to size up the boy who had conveniently appeared at a time like this. “Your father liked to speak highly of himself, what he saw was different from what Namine and I had seen. He did manage to take out 4 of them but that was only after I dispatched the first 3 after an ambush. He’d most likely argue otherwise if he was still here. I miss him every day.” A moment of solemn silence. “Proud, yes. I don’t deserve the title though, if he was indeed with us he would be hosting this exam not I.” Resting a hand on the shoulder of the fox boy, injecting his empathic aura within.
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Naruto: Revival

Shizuka Ichimi

^{Konohagakure | Chūnin | Breezy-nin}

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^{TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Earth Challenge Room | INTERACTION: @LadyinInk@Altered Tundra@Reflection}

There were only ever a handful of things that irked the otherwise free spirited Shizuka. And if he were to count them on his hand right now they would be, closed spaces, rude people, and girls with lavender hair that playfully teased him. Shizuka’s eyebrows stiffened as one rose in defiance to what the cloud eye’d girl was saying, but he quickly lowered it so she wouldn’t be able to savor it as she had been the whole time watching him. He would grumble if he could but he took a vow of silence and meditation for the remainder of the test only to move if challenged. He hoped she would challenge him, but then of course he was growing a weak spot for his fellow comrades and other comrades surprisingly, even though he had gone to class with them his whole life. If the test had failed here at least had started a bond and that was in and of itself a reward to a challenge Shizuka had never faced. Regardless the meditation wasn’t doing him very much good as he couldn’t focus with the noise around him so he just sat there mildly grumpy and eavesdropping on his pondering teammates.

However to much of his team’s dismay it seemed that the sand behind him was getting ever so closely to the bottom and the room around them was crumbling like a house of clay. The rumbling led to a violent earth quake that shook the room to its core. Was this a gross miscalculation of his degree of understanding? Was the challenge more than just patience? Was there an actual worm that would help them purge the steel doors with acid? Thoughts raced through his head for what felt like minutes, but quickly halted like the rumbling and shaking of the room. It….was over. Shizuka had indeed figured out the ruse that was cloaked as more. The machine had been broken the entire time, simply just an illusion to lure their insecurities out. Lest they forget about the runes, the runes shimmered with a flash of blue, the inner machinations of the room were activated. A large runic circle they had seen upon entering appeared underneath, a new blemish and a new sound echoed through the dilapidated ruins.

And like an ever changing breeze the blue shifted to the red, and impressive jump on the visible light spectrum. The light vanished from the world around them, Kiku most definitely would have been in her element with their sight being robbed, she was made for this a true light in the dark. Although he would like to praise her he needed his revenge. One singular path and door opened before them inviting them in like a village elder, how could one say no. First was the stick boy who challenged him from the very beginning, the first chess piece to fall to his side, and perhaps the most important. Shizuka rose from the ground cloaking a grin that was unmatched, he made his way to the side of Kiku. “I plan on doing more than rubbing when we get out of here and pass the exams. Stick and stones may break my bones and all that right Mr Class President? Thank you for your praise.” his childhood rhyme overlapping the senju’s ability to spread wood and sticks. Next was the vexing cloudy eyes, he invaded her personal space again in a relentless assault. “I guess the forecast called for overcast today.” Shizuka winked devilishly at her before moving to her ear only a few inches away, she could catch the hint of sweat and a sweet aroma radiating off his body. ”I may have to take you up on that offer, see what you got.” snickering in her ear perhaps leaving goosebumps before turning around faster than a spinning top, digging his hands into his pockets.

He passed the Sundance Kid and nudged him with his elbow. “I know you weren’t scared bud, good acting you had me fooled. I knew you were on my side the whole time. I could feel it. You have to be like the leaf though, follow my lead kid and we’ll be golden.” Shizuka’s demeanor had shift from one of leadership to a perfect harmony of his carless airheaded state of wind partnered with his serious and foreboding leadership tendencies. This was a side few had ever seen, it was rather unheard of Shizuka in his own right. Was the boy learning the value of having a team? “I’ll only call you Fire God if you call me Wind Seeker. Now let’s just head in I’m not so sure it’s going to be as simple as this test so be on guard. I think Cloudy eyes and Stick boy can cover us on this one.” Shizuka once again slapped his hands thunderously together creating a powerful draft that exploded through the narrow hallway, illuminating a world only Kiku could see. They pressed onward.
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Naruto: Revival

Shizuka Ichimi

^{Konohagakure | Chūnin | Breezy-nin}

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^{TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Earth Challenge Room | INTERACTION: @LadyinInk@Altered Tundra@Reflection}

”Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?” A young Shizuka asked his father.

”That is the only time a man can be brave.” His father told him.

The words echoed in Shizuka’s mind as he was transported to the past in the midst of all the chaos that surrounded him. His vision was enveloped by the sight of sand and wind. A boy just barely of age, wet behind the ears was dueling his father with wooden swords. Every morning strictly at the break of dawn the two would duel for what would seem like hours. His father being the former leader of the Land of Iron ruled with an iron fist and regime meant for only the toughest of soldier. It was foolish to think he would be anything less than cruel with his own son who still spoke as softly as woman, his manhood not having dropped yet. His father was relentless in his assault, any time Shizuka had dropped his sword he shouted one word, ”Again!” each time Shizuka’s hand becoming a little more read and beaten. Many suns and moons had passed before Shizuka was able to swallow his fear and strike precise as if his whole body had turned into the weapon. One fluid motion and the wooden sword had one again been tossed aside. ”Very good, you might be a well worth leader one day.” Shizuka’s vision slowly returned to him seeing his sword still in hand with his father’s on the floor.

The praise was like a wave of radiance, but it was short lived as warriors didn’t have time for such pleasantries on the battlefield. ”Just remember son, leaders aren’t born they’re made. Just like your first katana, now come with me. Your first step to the way of the Samurai lies before you.” Shizuka scampered into the distance as his memory faded away. His sense returned to him although he had drowned out the noise surrounding him. ”Be brave, be a leader.” In reality Shizuka never wanted to be a leader, he never had aspirations of becoming anything extravagant like the Hokage or the next Ruler of the Land of Iron, he had been spoiled by his mother’s will of wind and wanted to coast through life in search of a new challenge like a cool breeze. Yet life had a funny way of thrusting him into the reigns to choose whether or not he wanted to lead. His comrade’s words not falling on completely deaf ears, Shizuka heard their pleas and words of advice. Luckily his memories brought back a wave of calmness and he was readily able to study the positon they were in and react accordingly, even if it mean arguing with the self-appointed leader that was their class president.

With no words Shizuka rescinded his air dome that protected them from the minor debris that had begun to fall from the weak and molting structure. Walking over to the switch he turned his back to it before sitting down right in front of it. His body retreating into a natural meditation position he learned from studying the Futon experts of Sunagakure. “No one will be pressing the button, pressing it would only delay the inevitable. You can’t fight fate.” Shizuka said looking towards Kiku flicking a loose hair that had depressed over his forehead; a quick wink and smile followed prompt. If Kiku could sense his aura she would see a very colorful vivid aura that assured certainty if she followed his instincts, she only need to trust him. “If you want to press the button you’ll have to get through me. We’re all equally useless here in elements. Me being one of the worst to be assigned to this stone prison.” Shizuka looked over to the new images on the wall. “There is no worm either, if there were we would have seen it by now. I could be wrong, but if there is one we won’t see it right here right now.” Aiming his words at the scrambling Senju.

“Come just sit with me and relax.” Shizuka said before closing his eyes and breathing in a surplus of air while slamming his fists together.
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@GlitchyBugger@Reflection@BladeX

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You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. The ninja were doing well in effort to combat the ever ensuing tombstone of water they were being buried in. While the water was slowly flooding the room and gaining momentum, only those who could split their attention from their current issue would realize the room had slowly started to descend into whatever environment surrounded them outside of the box. Soon if the water had not taken their lives the pressure would eventually crush them inside. Time was slowly ticking, save there was no sands of time only the flow of water, the unbiased current that took all live, and yet housed life.

The lights began to fade growing ever duller. Eventually there would be no light left to guide their sight, hopefully one of them was versatile enough to illuminate the room themselves. Now it was time for the counter attack. The first to step up to the plate was the young Bumu Aka, the ambiguous bigender fox kin. A sticky spray sprang from his throat decorating the walls and against the stone paneling. Temporarily sealing the crack, once an exit, and offering a few moments of reprieve for the group to speak and formulate a plan. However there was something wrong with the assumptions made by the boisterous and tricky fox. The room was actually made of metal and steel, the paneling inside was marble, reminiscent of the tile that was placed in the Hokages office. The water and the surface material would shrink the amount of elasticity that the toad oil could afford to adhere to.

Secondly, the water was no normal water, if that were the case this wouldn’t be such a respectable challenge befitting of Konohagakure’s reputation. The water itself was infused with ancient chakra unknown to the ninja, why would there be ancient chakra infused water? That was left to be seen. The properties of this water worked like that of erosion on a condensed scale. If met with resistance or an invasive chakra the water will activate and begin to erode anything in its way. The more resistance that is met the faster and easier the waves and water will erode the material. What Bumu figured would buy them minutes of time was quickly demoted to seconds to perhaps a minute. As they began to speak to one another, the oil on the crack would slowly wear away as more and more water began to flood in. A large metal screech as if a freight cruiser had been jack knifed open. The eventual weighing down of the central portion of the roof finally collapsed allowing a rush of water to pour in from above.

Luckily enough for the team, Kaba the young ninja summoned a rectangular barrier, surrounding the team in a fortified defense. That quick thinking is what earned ninja points for this exam, but they were still faced with their impending doom. The options watered down to two, go down with the sinking elevator coffin or escape and try to reach the surface before their oxygen ran out. The sudden geyser of water crashed against Kaba’s barrier, he alone would feel the immense pressure hitting him as if he got punched in the gut. The water had found its new target, the barrier would be the next thing the voracious waters would erode next. Hopefully, kaba wouldn’t expel any more chakra for it would be met with even more destruction. The time was running out, the water had completely flood the room and the oxygen within the barrier would only last for so long with 3 people sharing the same space.
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Gisho Omawarisan

^{Konohagakure | Hokage | Duality-nin}

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^{TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Konohagakure - Exam Stadium, Club Deck | INTERACTION: @Odin @Reflection}

Yogensha allowed the courteous action of kissing her hand, it was rather pale and soft as if she had never once stricken an object with her skin, flawless. Ginsho rose to his feet as Yogensha spoke softly of politics and semantics. “I try to track the weather as best I can, all the responsibilities of the Village and maybe even the world and here I am just looking at the sky. Ah as you wish your highness I didn’t mean to bring such unscrupulous topics up at an event like this, my apologies.” Ginsho suddenly felt a familiar aura, it was full of tranquility and familiarity, but not the same he was accustomed to. “As you wish, I do agree Konohakgure exudes an air of homeliness and pleasantries. I’m not so sure Iwagkaure shares our views on this, as I saw most of the chunin found us rather unsavory. Nevertheless I wonder where that old bastard is, he owes me a drink from the first mission we had together.” Ginsho chuckled as that was the first time he had paired up with a ninja from another village. The nostalgia of the good old days with nothing but innocence left a tinge of regret on his tongue.

“You spoil me with your praise your greatness, I expected to see more of your students here. Or have you deemed this exam a little too brutish for your tastes?” Ginsho joked before he could feel the aura of the room being swayed toward the inclusion of the fox boy. It must have been good reflexes or a sixth sense that moved Ginsho’s body before his mind even processed the situation. With the movement of the fox boy Ginsho swayed gracefully aside to keep himself out of the immediate range of the strange man. A hand gestured outwards in order to receive a hand shake, but just as quickly receded back to his body. Ginsho a little puzzled almost stuck his hand out in response, but realized it was the arm that had vanished from his control. Instead the young boy bowed, as in good faith and manners Ginsho bowed in return. “The pleasure is mine, please. Old habits die hard, I apologize for moving, my body acts on its own from time. I guess that’s what saved me from losing more than just this arm. Or well stub now. If only there was anyone left of the sage bloodline to restore my arm.” Ginsho motioned his tiny stump that barely poked out of his garb.

“The past can be rewritten is we do better and take upon ourselves to act with morality and as the new faces of shinobi that we should all try to strive for. While countless tragedies have transpired we can only help by rebuilding and moving forward. The past took with it more than just my arm, it took my comrades and that’s something that I can’t get rid of.” Ginsho said, where most people would choke up, he met this sorrow with his tenacious attitude. Surprised at the attentive nature of this young boy, he could only hope but to indulge him, “Ah why yes, it was a slight revision of the original. The rumors you heard are just rumors, yet the exam was in an early stage where there was only one room and multiple ninja vying for different scrolls in one area.” Ginsho couldn’t scratch this itching suspicion that he knew this random stranger. Pressing through his next words Ginsho was about to ask before he heard the outcry over his family crest. ”Could it be? No there’s no way.” “Hey, what did you say your name was young one?” the itch finally about to be scratched.
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Shizuka Ichimi

^{Konohagakure | Chūnin | Breezy-nin}

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^{TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Earth Challenge Room | INTERACTION: @LadyinInk @Reflection}

The further the trio walked the more it seemed they were making headway. The rails they had been treading along turned into walls, but not just one, several. They were finally at an opening that seemed like a connection to another man made structure. Shizuka’s eyes finally adjusting to the ever changing ambience of light could make out an entrance that matched the parameters of the first golem they say. “Huh must be where these things used to live and work.” Shizuka talking to himself all the meanwhile being able to be heard by cloud eyes and maybe sticky. But his eyes flared open when he noticed the door was a mere distraction to the appendages that surrounded it. Two golems near identical to the one they saw before, but they were not facing or pointing in the direction of their next pathway. Rather they faced each other and adorned in their hands were two axes. Shizuka upon studying as a child was familiar with this archetype and set up for protecting or warding off travelers from treasure or death. Both were usually intertwined.

“Kiku, Kurin, Remember the runes from the top of this place? I see them again. I need you two to figure out what they mean. You both are smarter than me when it comes to things like that.” Shizuka was very observant and his eye was matched by none other, maybe it was an inherent passive to his ruby colored eyes that glimmered with radiance and beauty. Shizuka made his way to the inscriptions that caught his eyes. With a snap of a finger an eruption of flame jumped to the tips of his fingers full of life. Blowing away the dust and grime with his forceful wind he panned his finger over the inscriptions so the light would illuminate the inscriptions for Kurin and Shizuka to see. For Kiku he simply kept a circulating wind infused in the indents of the inscription so she could read it with her own vision . Shizuka was lost in his exploration he didn’t realize that Kurin had handed him a radio in case they got lost. Shrugging Shizuka threw the radio against the rock before it exploded into its base components. If he needed to find his teammates he could just do it with his wind.

It seemed Shizuka and Kurin were both extremely intelligent, but their approaches to situations differed dramatically. Something Kiku would soon put together, it was ultimately her decision who she would follow or perhaps she would be able to make the two come together somehow. That adventure was reserved for her only. Fan'shuo. Blessed with infinite resources and life. Our founders, the rejected, reveled in the Phonzite. And the world grew to envy them and their focus. The Winds and Earth would come to regret their transgressions. We of Fan'Shuo are proud, but not foolish as they were. We shall bless them as we were blessed. For we fear the Worm. While Shizuka pondered what this text meant he saw that Kurin had developed a fetish for stabilizing their environment. Shizuka didn’t really care as much as Kurin as it didn’t make his list of priorities and it wasted time, but it was funny to see the stick boy shuffle around. From what he gathered of Kurin it seemed the stick in his butt made him a literal thinker and cautionary, a combination that seemed too rigid and filled with weaknesses. There might have been a worm but at this stage it seemed unlikely.

The trio pressed on until they had made headway with the discovery of light. Shizuka flicked the flames away and took in his surroundings. An old rail station for the cultivation of this rare metal. The doors behind them closed as they did when they arrived so there was no exit anymore, if they were to fail whatever this was, they would die here, their only hope being the door that lied ahead with the hourglass below it. The hourglass activated and began to tick just like the mouth of the Senju. “Whatever” Shizuka said bluntly ignoring most of what Kurin said before he made his way to the button mechanism and slapping it with his hand. “If this was just a trick and it’s going to activate a collapse we have to do our best to try and remain whole. Cloudy eyes listen to the floor and vibrations and tell Kurin what he needs to build so we don’t die. I’ll make an air dome for us. If we do die, at least I don’t have to pay to be buried.” Shizuka could find humor in even the most inconvenient of times. Holding out his hands and carefully spinning a large expanse of highly condensed spinning wind swallowed up the team and held ready to pulverize any small debris that was about to fall onto them. “Stay close to me if you want to be at the strongest part of protection.”
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@Angel Eyes

Go ahead my man.

Naruto: Revival

@Angel Eyes

First of all we have two black men already. 0 as far as gay black men. Also I don't think we can be friends, this is a Guts only RP.

Naruto: Revival

@Asura@GlitchyBugger@Reflection@BladeX

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Drip……Drip…….Drip…..

The sound of a single droplet of water could be heard and seen from the ceiling top of the otherwise barren and quarantined room. The unlucky squad of ninja would be faced with the Water trial. Unlike other rooms the room wouldn’t automatically terraform to the terrain they would be thrown into nor would it wait for them to rip the seal open and thrust the door open in an open unknown expanse. While they were stuck formulating their plans and gaining their bearings the small droplet gradually increased in frequency. Drip…Drip…Drip…Drip….Drip….. slowly the droplet sprung into a leak and before the ninja could notice the leak began to grow in size and pressure. The lights above them began to short circuit and flash on and off.

The ceiling began to cave in downwards as if there was something about them trying to break through. With no windows and one exit the Ninja needed to act quickly and stop the bleeding before the room was flooded with water and their means for survival decreased to zero. The approximate average for a human to be able to hold their breath under water is 2 minutes. Even the world’s most trained diver can hold their breath for only 20 minutes and these chunin probably haven’t devoted their lives to increasing their record. The slit in the door exploded with a spray of water that jetted inside forcing itself in like a creature clawing from under the bed. The water paper was launched and hit one ninja square in the face before the room began to flood.

The water was rapidly rising around their upper abdomen by this point. In another minute or so the water would reach the ceiling and flood the room completely. They needed to escape but the pressure was far too great to pry the door fully open. If they did manage to open it incrementally the water would just flood in faster pushing them back. It hadn’t been made knowledge to them, however the water was specifically infused to inhibit the creation of oxygen or the use of a chakra apparatus to regulate breathing. Depending on what the ninja agreed upon decided their fate, they needed to act now and leave the rest up to fate.

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Shizuka Ichimi

^{Konohagakure | Chūnin | Breezy-nin}

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^{TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Earth Challenge Room | INTERACTION: @LadyinInk @Reflection}

Before Shizuka could respond to the red cheek girl and stick man he was engulfed by a divine like light, while the light illuminated his face and propelled his hair up his unique and gorgeous red eyes of revolving color shimmered as he saw the kanji of the word earth inscribed below him. And just like that ‘poof’ he was transported from the Land of Fire to an empty room. The pure white room didn’t last very long before the seal peeled itself off from the door. Almost as if he was following a predetermined sequence decided for him, Shizuka and his band of misfits was quickly thrown into another terraformation. The white room was quickly swallowed up by a rugged rock interior with a cacophony following suite. If there was something he didn’t like it was enclosed spaces, it wasn’t because he was claustrophobic but rather he enjoyed open spaces to fully exercise his mastery over wind. For now he would have to rely on his teammates and his ninjutsu to produce enough wind for him to use.

Shizuka had been every sort of environment having traveled extensively with his parents. From the Land of Iron to Suna to Konoha and traveling around the minor villages. It seemed like common terrain for an earthly terrain. The texture was correct from the rigid sharp stones to the dark decrepit aura that left you with the feeling you were buried alive. Luckily Shizuka surveyed the fact there were crevices large enough to have rays of light caress their faces and a steady air supply. Some luxuries not everyone was provided with in a situation such as this, simply unlucky. Covering his bases and spotting out the obvious he checked behind them assessing their possible paths; the entrance a tomb of stone. ”Well looks like there’s only one direction we can go I guess.” If his teammates were perceptive enough and not focused on the earth around them they can see the sudden paradigm shift within Shizuka as he had not spoken a word and his normally abrasive attitude was quelled.

The room was rather small and it seemed there was only path to take that led somewhere, most likely the first challenge. “We might want to take scrolls out and etch these runes into the scrolls. They might be valuable later on in this place.” Shizuka said to anyone who would listen whether or not it fell on deft ears did not matter to him. The taste of the air was sour on his tongue, it wasn’t just earth, but metal alongside it. But before he could even take out a scroll his wind sense had triggered and sent a breeze through his skin. Suddenly they were falling, not to their deaths it seemed though. Shizuka let himself fall elegantly until the lift had reached the next step. Sensing the arrival of a bright light Shizuka quickly shifted in front of Kukin invading her personal space once more. Her eyes were more sensitive than the rest of them so the sudden shift in light could negatively affect her more so than the rest of them, the gradual introduction to light would help her ease into the new area.

“Sorry Cloud eyes.” Shizuka said smiling before turning around, only to be greeted by one might consider a world wonder or lost city. With it was a familiar feel, a breeze , despite it being of hot air and dust. Kurin being the class president, ”Not Shizuka’s president , took charge and had already implanted his wooden and floral children into the old forgotten earth. This was probably the first time this earth had been kissed with new vegetation, the reinforcement would not only benefit the team but salvage and preserve this wondrous lost village, he only had hoped Kukin could experience the same beauty. Shizuka stuck his hand out as a wisp of pollen landed on his finger. “Quite presumptuous there sticky.” Shizuka said flicking the pollen from his finger away before he exhaled forcefully pushing the pollen outwards as if a gale wind had whipped through the room.

Shizuka turning to see the lavender haired girl on the floor. With her heightened sense she could simultaneously map their surroundings while the pollen covered the rest. Having understood and quickly learning the machinations of her abilities Shizuka decided to augment her ‘vision’. “Here let me try.” Shizuka rubbed his hands together before separating them and creating a large smack. The sound and the force of wind that erupted from his hands traveled outwards in a blast. The wind would knock her over and most likely Kurin too since they were directly in his vicinity while the sound and the rest of the air scurried into the rest of the dome mapping the area. Having studied her eyes and mask, Shizuka figured she used some form of sensing and hopefully it was echolocation. The sound and the gust of wind she would be able to ‘see’ and track mapping the area just as fast if not faster than the pollen spores.

“It’s better if we don’t waste time, we don’t know how much time we have with how old this city is. The foundation might give out and my wind is rather destructive. The statue is pointing in the direction we need to go, so there’s no point in wasting our time mapping anywhere else out.” Shizuka jumped down from the lift and made his way past the massive golem before eyeing it down to make sure there was no trap or ulterior motive, like let’s say come to life and begin fighting with the team. “Come on let’s go. The more time we spend lagging behind the more ahead the other teams will be and we should probably consider entering another room after we secure this scroll.” Shizuka had molted and changed his attitude, whether it was because of the change of scenery or because they were participating in a test. That was however before he turned his head to utter “There’s no clouds in here.”
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