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I don't know why we can't blast both zoophiles and pedophiles at the same time. Two birds one stone.
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Maddox - Phoenix Wing


Over the course of two months Maddox had done several jobs but mostly spent time training. Nothing special physically, as Maddox had always exercised and worked out to stay in top condition, but he began pushing his magic to its limits. Years of barely using his magic had caused a notable atrophy and this time was devoted to reversing it. As the Magic Games were upon Phoenix Wing, he had certainly become stronger. He had only ever trained by himself, keeping a reserved attitude among his guildmates when it came to practicing. By teleporting far away from Magnolia he was able to go all-out safely, and secretly.

Now the time had come. The red-haired mage was in the guild hall with the rest of the chosen participants. Wearing his (now) signature leather jacket, he couldn't help but smirk when Jamie gave his speech on victory. She was always energetic and confident about the guild, and now was as good a time as ever to make him proud. Team B, huh, Maddox affirmed to himself, looking over to his comrades. He has known Angelo for a long time, and the boy was good. He was immature, but had potential. Damien was considered one of the strongest, if not the strongest, of Phoenix Wing, so having him as a partner was a plus for the team. Trinity and Rose were fairly new but highly motivated and both seemed rather intelligent. And that left Maddox. Seems like a well-rounded team to me.

After running a hand through his hair, noticing that he needed a haircut, he approached the teleportation lacrima that Jarvis had prepared for quick travel. "I don't think I've ever used one of these before," Maddox commented with a chuckle, picking one up in his right hand and gauging how much it weighed. He watched Damien's spectacle with a smirk, tossing up the lacrima and catching it again with the same hand. "We'll win, all right." Maddox grinned toward Damien before looking across the other guild members. Not a thing to worry about. We have stiff competition, but we sit at a higher caliber than the rest. I'll make sure we don't lose. I owe the guild at least that. Maintaining his smile, Maddox held the lacrima up and turned his attention to Jamie. "Let's get going, shall we?"
I use magic to sneak in. hehehe
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YOU'RE ALIVE


I've been peeking in here at least once a day. Just never say anything cuz y'all are enjoying your conversations. lol
*hope
Starting to think I should've perhaps posted in the OOC a couple times so y'all wouldn't think I died. lol

I'll get a post up in a bit. Can write a useful one now.
*sighs*

Finally got the time. I need to write a long-ass post so it will take me a bit.


Tsukiko Umene, Honeybadger


After Tsukiko finished stomping the shinobi to death, she turned her attention to Yamato for yelling at her. "Fuck off!" she retorted simply, in regards to her playing around. She made no attempt to justify her actions or her aggression. After all she knew herself better than anyone else: she simply wanted to kill these people. No other reason for her behavior and Tsukiko didn't plan on pretending there was. She barely had the time to take down another target, first slicing him across his back and then stabbing him once he was slowed down, before the rest had been cleaned up by the three Chuunin.

She spun The Equalizer in her hand a few times before sheathing it on her back again. At this point Aoi offered the group some chocolate candy bars, something oddly childish yet not entirely unexpected of the girl. "Quit eating chocolate," Tsukiko began to advise the girl. "It'll make you fat and your skin greasy." While she didn't lie, Tsukiko personally loved chocolate and had plenty of it at her apartment. She simply didn't want to lose face in front of the kids. After weighing the scroll in her free hand, Tsukiko tossed it up and caught it again as if it were a toy.

"Alright, mission is accomplished. We have the scroll and the assholes are dead." It didn't really need to be confirmed, but it was an obligation to announce it being she was the team leader. Her gaze settled on Yamato now. While she no longer had her crazed, bloodthirsty eyes like before it was still a threatening glare to match. "Yamato is correct. We will be giving the scroll to Miss Choko. She is the one in charge of the operation, after all." The boy's lack of respect to Tsukiko was already annoying enough, but it was becoming clear that he didn't respect much of anyone. Her fierce gaze finally relented and she looked over the other two Chuunin. "You all did a decent job. No mistakes, just how it's supposed to be. I'm not one for giving praise so don't expect anything else from me."

Tsukiko withdrew a piece of paper from one of her pockets, one which contained written instructions by Ayame detailing the meetup location. After scanning over it again, to make sure she had her directions right, Tsukiko turned to face about north. "They should be done with their mission too when we get there. If not we might have to wait a little while for them to catch up. I can't see any possible way for us to fuck that up, so just do whatever you want now. Now would be the time to take a leak, because I don't intend on stopping again." She shoved the paper back into her pocket and adjusted the scroll in her other hand. "Scroll stays with me. Can't trust that you kids won't try to look."

Now she looked over her shoulder, though this was at the bodies littered across the sand. "While you three do whatever during this little break, I'm going to see if they had any goodies." Tsukiko didn't wait for any signs of approval before approaching the nearest body. She quickly found a carton of cigarettes. Haven't smoked in years, but I could give them to Fujitora and save him some change. She quickly pocketed the smokes and continued checking the corpses, seemingly oblivious to what the three kids were up to.
@Savato
@Partisan
@Kal-El

Y'all can post now. Just wrap up killing the last few goons and regrouping, I suppose.


Tsukiko Umene, Honeybadger


So far, so good. Tsukiko maneuvered to the top of the valley cliff, getting a good overview of the battlefield. As predicted the initial ambush wiped a large portion of their numbers. Aoi and Nobunaga made Yamato's job much easier, and in turn he just made Tsukiko's much easier. The jounin crouched low as she turned invisible, using her Hiding with Camouflage to ensure they wouldn't accidentally detect her before she could obtain the scroll.

Now that the Yakuza party was entirely trapped between the three chuunin, they were starting to grow desperate. The bulk of their numbers was already dead or incapacitated. Their survival was no longer viable. It would only be a matter of time before they would reveal it... I see you, mother fucker. One of the men that Yamato was approaching had begun to back away from the boy, unlike the others who were pushing toward him to break his line of defense. While cowardice isn't uncommon among humans, the situation was already clear. Moving away from Yamato wouldn't save his life as it only put him closer to Aoi and Nobunaga. What it did was prolong his end.

Tsukiko drew her special ninjato, The Equalizer, and held it with her right hand in a reverse grip. She leapt with the wind, coming down the entire height of the cliff to land in the sand right next to the stand-out Yakuza she identified. The action around made it impossible for anyone to notice the small details like the sand disturbed from her landing, and her presence would remain hidden. For one more second. Her ninjato cleaved into the side of his neck before slashing it backwards. His head was almost completely decapitated and his body was forcibly spun around from the attack, sending him sprawling to the sand. To anyone who noticed it appeared as if his head just popped off magically, but the three chuunin would catch on very quick. Tsukiko crouched down and flipped him over, opening his backpack to find a suspicious scroll. It seemed old and ornamental. This went nicely, Tsukiko thought with a smug grin, standing upright and examining the outside of the scroll in the sunlight.

It would be painfully obvious now that Tsukiko was among their ranks, as from the perspectives of everyone around her they could see the scroll randomly floating above a dead body. She brought it back down to her side and returned her focus to the battle. Of course she could leave right now and let the kids clean up. The enemies' morale and ranks were destroyed, the chuunin were sure to be victorious. But that didn't sit right with the jounin. She traveled all the way out to this hot hellhole of a desert while dealing with three brats just to kill one simple fool? No way. I'm getting something more out of this. Without cancelling her Hiding with Camouflage, Tsukiko leapt towards the nearest Yakuza. All he saw was a scroll flying at him, before something invisible sliced deep through his left ribcage, slashing through his lung and heart with a bloody spray.

"Hahahaha!!" The Hiding with Camouflage was taken down now, revealing Tsukiko, her blade oddly clean and devoid of blood. The maniacal laughter accompanied with the wild look in her eyes could make anyone question her sanity, but they would probably be too busy fearing for their lives. Her bloodlust was taking over and there were still beasts left to slaughter. The next nearest Yakuza, who had been previously preparing to fight Yamato, adjusted his attention to attack Tsukiko. He swung a sword of his own at her horizontally, but rather than parry or step back the woman just closed the distance. Faster than he could complete his swing, Tsukiko charged him, getting past his blade and hands to shoulder-check him. Before he could even fall over from the impact she swung her blade across his midsection, slicing clean through his clothes and organs and leaving a gory display of his corpse. "Hahaha!!"

Her laughter suddenly ceased as her gaze settled on her next target. He was midway from performing a jutsu of some kind, but he ceased the handseals once he locked eyes with Tsukiko. Fear had him paralyzed, at least temporarily. It was only when she dashed towards him that he continued his handseals. But it wasn't enough. Her blade slashed first across his eyes, then his neck, both in horizontal cuts. While Tsukiko had been in the middle of the Yakuza group, there was now suddenly a circular space around her. They had backed away from her, despite knowing it would be putting them closer to the three chuunin. They were beginning to feel they would rather not be killed by a psychotic woman and instead by kids. A rock and a hard place, but Tsukiko planned this from the get-go. "You Yakuza trash never had a chance! Your fate was sealed the moment I was called! Hahahaha!" Without any warning or anticipation, Tsukiko spun around and tossed her ninjato, impaling one of the thugs fleeing towards Aoi (or her clone, Tsukiko didn't know which was which at the moment). He fell face-first into the sand, prompting a snicker from the jounin. "What is this? Why am I here if all these people are this pathetic?"

By now almost all the Yakuza had been dealt with. Even though a good portion had been shinobi, it didn't seem to impact their fight that much. Perhaps the good shinobi died in the first stage of the ambush, perhaps their shinobi were just generally mediocre and couldn't work well in a surprise attack. Regardless it was already clear who the victor would be. "No survivors, kids! These fuckers get the sand burial treatment!" The chuunin probably already intended to finish them all, but now it was an order. Tsukiko casually strode over to the most recent body, placing her boot on the back of his still-living head and yanking her Equalizer out brutally. He let out a grunt of pain as she did so, but grew silent once she stomped his head a few times. "Eat sand, you little bitch!"


Shin Maru, Topaz


Shin saw the Bandaged Man examine their team. Something was definitely off with this guy, the way he was scoping them out. He was definitely a ninja, that much was for sure. But there was something else about him that set him apart from the rest of the crowd. He recognizes us, Shin concluded, examining him unflinchingly. While his classmates were unnerved by his gaze, Shin simply glared back at him. The mystery man was imposing and intimidating, but Shin wasn't going to show him weakness. If he knows who we are, he might know what we are doing. He is strong enough to be a problem...

Before Shin could contemplate it further, a riot practically broke out and many people piled into the arena. Including Fujitora. He could only watch as his leader jumped into the cage and fought all the others that had amassed. While it was impressive that Fujitora won, it was to be expected. The man was the Jounin Commander. He was probably the strongest in the village, bar the Hokage. Shin caught the coins when they were tossed to him, making a quick check to count them himself. "No more holding back, eh..." Shin mused, stowing the coins. He stretched his shoulders a few times before looking back to Fujitora. "I guess the time for playing around is over."

Shin looked over to Jaakuna and Paneru now. So Fujitora is jumping in now. That's good. Paneru will be pretending to be our boss. That will keep him out of danger, for the most part. He grinned at the two, before giving them a thumbs up. "Thanks for the help with my arm, Paneru. Good as new now." His grin faded as he looked back to the cage below, which was empty. Jaak isn't in top condition though. He's hiding it well, but I'm sure Fujitora sees it too. Ideally we would want Fujitora to fight that weird guy with the bandages. Jaak can't face him, and I'm not sure how well I'd fare. But it seems that the weight of the team might come down on me. I need to stay at the top of my game...






Tsukiko Umene, Honeybadger


Tsukiko's face contorted in anger. Without any further warning she reached toward Yamato and grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him closer to her face with ease. "Listen up you bastard," she began, her voice low and seething with rage. "Your usefulness ceases the moment I have the scroll in my hands. If you keep this shit up I will break you." With a light shove she released him, still glaring at him with hate. "If you think you hate me now you will really hate me later." Rather than letting Yamato have a chance to talk back, Tsukiko placed her hand on the cliff face outside his hole. A thin layer of rock grew over the hole, sealing Yamato in so the Yakuza approaching wouldn't detect him. It would also serve as a good end-of-conversation gesture.

With the slugger in position, Tsukiko jumped down to the ground and approached Aoi and Nobunaga. She had to walk with chakra to avoid getting stuck in Aoi's trap, but it didn't bother the woman any. It just meant that Aoi set a good trap. "Alright, get hiding. Nobunaga, come with me." Aoi was able to hide within her trap, a convenience for sure, but Nobunaga would need Tsukiko's help in hiding just like Yamato did. The woman led him to the perimeter of the trap zone. "Bury yourself in the sand. Use your clothes to cover your mouth, you should have enough oxygen to last until the targets arrive. If you feel light-headed, just resurface your head a few seconds and cover back up. It'll keep you going. Once the traps start being sprung, you and Aoi will jump out and begin. Remember: apply pressure, get them to focus their attention on you." With his instructions laid out, Tsukiko pulled out some more ninja wire and faced away.

She proceeded to link the spider-web traps with the wires in her hand. The exploding tags she had placed earlier were not active, they would require a chakra pulse to become live. The ninja wire was conductive to chakra, but Tsukiko didn't want to remain directly underneath the traps. She had to be in a specific position for the ambush strategy. Tsukiko made sure to hide the ninja wire in the sand as she walked back to the valley, using the Hiding in Rock technique to mesh into the valley wall. Once the silence set in, the location would seem completely devoid of life or human tampering. The traps were hidden perfectly, along with the four shinobi that were waiting for the gang.

Fifteen minutes passed without a sign of life. But on the sixteenth minute the Yakuza gang had finally arrived. A large gathering, fifty or so, of mostly men began to walk down the inclined valley. Several lookouts remained at the top of the valley while the majority traveled through the base. They were clearly prepared for the desert environment, most having dressed in loose clothing and their faces covered. Almost all of them had some kind of visible weapon on them, but several were without. There were also several members, mostly large men, that had large backpacks. They probably carried the brunt of the supplies, but each member had a bag of their own as well. They moved quickly, some of them holding idle conversations or making jokes to pass the time and distract themselves from the heat.

The large party moved forward, clearly cautious of the valley. But despite their anticipation of a possible assault in the valley, they exited onto the sand dunes without a hitch. The tension they had clearly was gone by the time they left the darkness of the valley, as they began to joke and talk louder. Tsukiko, still hidden within the rocks, was able to detect all of their positions through vibrations in the ground, though once they reached the sand it became a bit fuzzy. Still she could feel their general areas, and she gripped the ninja wire tightly as she waited patiently. These kids better not fuck it up, she thought to herself, waiting until the majority of the gang had entered the trap zone. I don't know how I could explain myself to Fujitora if we fail. Or worse, Zeno... I'd kill the little fuckers if they embarrass me like that...

By now, almost the entire party had walked into the trap zone. The sand that had blown over Aoi's sticky trap was thick enough to keep them from accidentally getting stuck before the time was right. Tsukiko assumed the girl knew what she was doing and that she had a way of bringing the sticky stuff to the surface at the right time. Three... two... one... Now was the time. Tsukiko channeled her chakra into the ninja wire, spreading it out to all of the concealed tags and bringing them to life. They all detonated at once, sending fire, sand, and mucus into the air and instantly killing any Yakuza that was unfortunate enough to be standing directly overhead. Those that were only close, as opposed to standing on top of them, were knocked back and injured by the pressure wave. Tsukiko's trap alone killed or maimed a dozen or so. But now wasn't the time for her to reveal herself yet. It was now Aoi's turn to trap the survivors in the ambush spot, so that she and Nobunaga can begin their assault. I'm putting my trust in this team, they better not fail me.
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