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NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

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@Nightwarden I just looked at your avatar and I really like it. :p

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”

Burial

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Yamato gritted his teeth as he stood there, nailed to the ground as if it were. He was thinking of a solution, but it seemed the solution came to him. The man that was bent over and holding a hand to the ground was locked in place, more or less. That left three to deal with Yamato, Rei and Giichi. As he glanced to the left he noticed that Giichi was mostly doing his own thing. An annoying trait of the Uzumaki's. “Idiot..” he muttered to himself as he watched Giichi attempt to hit the man. Did Giichi not realise that these individuals were even more skilled than Yamato was? Their jutsu were collaborated, even if it didn't seem like that. These enemies had thought one hundred moves ahead, pushing Yamato and the others to think one hundred and one moves ahead. Something that was hard when you don't know the full extent of your enemies moves. It was especially hard because Yamato had to account for Giichi and Rei. Normally he'd leave them to do their own thing, and die on their own accord. But with Rei here, that was something he couldn't afford, and the death of Giichi under his command would likely throw any idea of an alliance between the Uzumaki's and the Minamoru's off the table.

He glanced back at the three shinobi in front of him, taking them in. One was locked, two were free to move. Before he got a chance to come up with a plan, one of the two shinobi sunk into the ground. There was nothing Yamato could really do about it, and he was forced to wait what would happen. They were too strong for a team of two genin, and a chunin.

Meanwhile, Rei had gotten up again, slowly and still lanky, stumbling to her left before catching herself on a tree. A snicker escaped her as a tear ran cross her cheek, as she looked up to Giichi standing in front of her. Her voice was shaky, but determined, as she spoke out to Giichi again. “Cover me, I'm going to try again.” Without as much as a word more she started forming handseals again. The series of seals was long and complicated, but she performed them just as rapid as Yamato would - who already had an above average seal forming speed.

“Grass Style: Grabbing Vines...” a voice spoke out, seemingly from nowhere. Yamato looked around, and then looked down. From the grass the man rose again, grabbing onto Yamato's ankles with his arms, which had seemingly turned into grass vine-whips. Very rapidly, almost indistinguishable from vague hand movements unless you'd have a Sharingan, Yamato formed seals again and inhaled. He didn't need the Great Fire Destruction technique, a simple fireball jutsu would suffice, so it was quickly ready. It seemed that these opponents were slow, but very powerful. The only one that had shown speed so far was the one who was standing across Giichi, and he needed the body flicker technique to get that speed.

Whilst inhaling he formed the tiger seal, and he exhaled quickly to not waste any time. He aimed down, at his own feet, spewing his fire right into the face of the Grass shinobi. He didn't seem to respond to the fire but Yamato felt his legs free up, as he burned both the grass binds and the Grass Whipvines away. With a quick single movement he jumped back, out of the fire, and then towards the pair of genin, quickly getting in front of Giichi. “Giichi.. your clan's legacy jutsu, do you know it?” It was a simple but somewhat cryptic question for the enemy. Wondering what clan he must be, the man in front of them stood with his robe covering his hands, and his rice hat covering his eyes. Baka's. Trying so hard to look cool, to look like a kage. “Use your instincts. Follow me up when the time is right. You either succeed now, or we will die.” His words were, unlike before, calm and collected again, but still with an aggressive and rude undertone. Yamato's hands started firing up again, without even forming seals. He gritted his teeth and looked at the man in front of them, taking in his appearance. They seemed calm, all four of them, and Yamato could tell why. They were winning this fight, and were slowly wearing down Yamato and his team. “Ksu... baka-hokage... sending me on missions like this.. give me a challenge already.” Yamato said, cockily. There was a chance if Giichi and Yamato's collaboration would work - more so, if Giichi understood what Yamato had meant. He looked back at Giichi shortly, noticing that Rei was doing some handseals. No doubt would she try to support him. His head turned back to the front again as he muttered against the enemies. “Let's go then, idiots.” He set a step forward, ready to sprint, and slung his fist back.

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Early summer rain

“Oniisan, Oichi asks if you can train her today.” Rei said, with a big grin on her face. She had a phone next to her ear and was looking at Yamato, who was sitting behind the dinner table working on calligraphy. “Nanda..? Who is Oichi now.. another one of your stupid friends?” Rei stuck out his tongue at him, which he didn't react to. She was childish, at times. She shook her head afterwards. “Nope. Because she isn't stupid. Look.” She held out her phone and showed who she was talking to: Oichi. On the screen was a picture of her. “Why is her hair so long..? She knows she will get grabbed and killed. Right.” Yamato said, looking back to his calligraphy and continueing it, with delicate brushes. For an aggressive young lad, he was awfully skilled in the art of calligraphy.

“No, she doesn't know that, because we don't go on dangerous missions yet. Besides, they say that Hinata had long hair too! Don't you like Oichi? She looks nice right?” Rei yammered on, unwilling to give up on helping her friend, who was apparently listening in on the phone. Yamato simply sighed and put his hands on the edge of the table after putting down his brush. He shoved himself back in the chair and stood up, leaning on the table with both hands. “You know dad arranged for me to marry the Sunagakure girl. It doesn't matter what I think, since the Sunagakure girl will visit us in a few days. You need to train, so go train, or else I won't make dinner for you. Go.”

Rei pouted her lips and turned around, walking away. She headed up the stairs towards her room, not wanting to go train. “He's always so mean to me, Oichi. I don't know what you all see in him.. sometimes I wish he wasn't my brother.” she said, loud enough for Yamato to still hear. He simply got aside the chair and shoved it back into the table rather hard. “Ksu....” he said softly as he placed a hand on his forehead. After taking a minute like that to think, he simply turned around and headed to the backyard, opening the large glass sliding doors before stepping outside and getting ready to train himself.

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As he approached the Grass style shinobi in front of him his fist was flung forwards, hitting the man right in the face and sending him flying back a meter, landing on his back. Yamato took this moment to form rapid seals. “KATON! Fiery Bind!” he yelled as flames erupted from his back, forming two arms that rapidly sped towards the shinobi. The man was slow, but fast enough to kick his feet back, plant a single hand in the ground and form the tiger seal with the other. “Annoying kid... Grass Style: Grass Armor...” he spoke softly and slowly, as grass from all around them flew upwards and then towards his body, attaching itself like an armor.

Noticing this, Yamato gritted his teeth. He hoped his technique would get through. As the arms of fire got near, the man jumped back in an attempt to dodge, but the arms followed the man and then, ultimately, grabbed his arm. Yamato in turn realized his plan was succesful so far. All he needed to do now was form some more seals and deal with the man. He looked back at Giichi whilst forming new seals, the smell of burning grass covering the area as the Fiery Bind dug itself through the man's grass armor. “Get ready.” he said to Giichi, looking at Rei who was still forming handseals. What crazy jutsu was she going to use.. Yamato couldn't help but feel impressed at what she was doing. He looked at the man in the fiery bind again, who was slowly being dragged closer to Yamato, and spoke up. “KATON! Yaoku's Revenge!” The boy erupted in flames, no doubt startling his enemies and allies all the same. Now was the time to strike for Giichi, utilising two very powerful techniques at once to ensure that if one of them missed, the other would finish the task. Besides, the Rasengan was a wind technique and upon connecting would release wind - something that would fuel the fire technique that Yamato used. The man was surely dead, no matter what happened, as long as Giichi followed through.

From the fire came forwards a hand, and then a full arm, extending towards the man. At the last moment the hand closed into a fist and seemed to punch right through the Grass armor, before melting the man's skin, body fat and tissue and bones. His entire ribcage was opened up, and the ribs themselves were partly melted away. It was.. crazy how much heat must've come off the fire. The man didn't suffer much, however, and as soon as the fist was dissapearing, Yamato released the fiery bind, making the left arm dissapear first. The lifeless body would fall down on the left side, whilst being held up by the right arm, before that one dissapeared too and the body fell to the ground completely.

There was nothing quite more disgusting than the smell of melted flesh, skin and bone, but it didn't matter. This was life or death - Yamato knew this to be true. It took his most powerful technique to finish off one of them, meaning that these guys.. were obviously chunin level, or even jonin. Yamato panted as the technique would always take much of his chakra. He could keep going, but taking down the other 3 was going to be tough now. “Giichi, Rei, get behi- ksu..” He got interrupted by Rei, who seemingly finished her long series of handseals. She ran past both Giichi and Yamato, with a strange, new look in her eyes. One that said determination. “KATON! Fists of a Tiger!” How had she.. when? She had mimicked Yamato's jutsu almost perfectly, and although it took her a long time to even start the jutsu, and her hands were not engulfed in as much fire as Yamato's would when he used it, it was.. impressive for a genin. Her long black hair waved behind her as she charged forwards to the three shinobi. “You'll pay for when you kicked me, scum!”

Yamato had little time to react, looking at Giichi quickly and nodding at him to go as well. He wasn't sure if the young boy could pull off two Rasengans in a row, but it was pretty much the only jutsu in Giichi's arsenal that would prove any use in this fight. Without wasting anymore time Yamato activated the Fists of a Tiger technique again and rushed forwards, quickly catching up to Rei. “Damn idiot...” he uttered at her, but pushed out a smile as he did so. Seems that two apples from the same tree might be alike, after all.

Plague of the North

Nah, I did collab. I'm not that good at roleplaying that I can accurately represent what others want to write. :P

Marches of Man: the Black Shields. [ALWAYS OPEN]

I'm sure there'll be room considering I don't plan ever stopping recruitment.

@Partisan

Plague of the North

@Partisan Did you and Kyle collaborate your last post? Or did you take control of Chester and Buxton for the purpose of that scene?

@Denalz

Collabed. :P

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I honestly expect this to be casual-advanced mixed together although I do expect a higher quality standard than casual has (i.e writing 1-2 paragraph is probably noooooot such a good idea.)

Probably would call it high-cas low-adv.

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Dotorame Osumari, “Doto-doto”

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Dotorame was still caught up in running into the shoe store when he felt a firm grip on his collar, yanking him back. His face briefly looked into the sky in that moment, rain pouring down onto his face briefly before he managed to set himself straight. “B-but Daiki-sama! I wanna s-” Something made Dotorame change his mind and he simply shut his mouth and nodded at Daiki. “Hai! You're right, Daiki-sama.”

Doto looked back at Rin and gave her a short affirming nod. It was serious time, and Daiki made him realize it. The fact that there was chakra threads, that he hadn't noticed at first, proved to Dotorame that there was a shinobi here. “Let's head to the shoe store Daiki-sama.” He slowed down his pace and unclasped his chokuto, holding it in his left hand just in case he needed to cut something. “The shoe store is there, Daiki-sama, Rin-chan.” he said with a more quiet voice, although he still didn't seem to mind the rain as much as the others might.

He stepped towards the shoe store, still faster than the others, after all Dotorame was trying to contain himself really hard, but he couldn't control everything after all. He slowly pushed the door open, and then entered and walked to the center of the store. To each side there were two medium size shelves, barely reaching to the waist. Built into the walls were more shelves, holding old leather shoes. On the floor there was a lot of glass. Taking a moment, Dotorame bent forwards and grabbed a piece of glass from the ground, inspecting it closely before dropping it again and looking around. “Wonder what caused this. Any idea Daiki-sama? Looks like qui- Rin-chan, watch out! Double Earth Shore Return!” The sudden break in his words, which flowed into a jutsu, was caused by several dead bodies, which were all puppeted again, jumping forwards from the shade and throwing senbon at the group from left and right.

Dotorame smashed his palm into the ground and caused two slabs of the ground to break through the marble tiling, and form two walls at the left and right of the group. Almost instantly after getting the barrier up the sound of hundreds of senbon connecting with the walls was heard as loud tchk!'s for every one of them. As soon as the rain of senbon was finished, Doto released the jutsu and the earthen walls fell back onto the ground, cracking and splitting into dust and pieces of ground as they clashed with the marble tiles. Slowly the bodies inched closer, and as a result of that Yamato held his chokuto closer, placing his right hand on the hilt just to be sure. “Screw the orders.. let's go!” he said to the others, and as soon as the puppet got close enough, he drew his chokuto from the scabbard and in the same movement he cut through the dead bodies' arm's flesh. The bodies had been long dead, and as a result the arm fell off clean even though Dotomare didn't cut it through completely. Never the less the puppet continued walking, it's arm now on the floor. “Rin-chan, watch my ass! I don't want senbon in it..” he said, slowly returning to the typical oblivious Dotomare. With another movement he cut through the bodies neck, severing it easily due to the near rotten state of the bodies. He'd look back over his shoulder to see how Daiki was doing.

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Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”

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Yamato kept a straight face as the man hauled over from the pain whilst sliding back. For a non-shinobi the man was doing well. He glanced back at Giichi and noticed that he was holding back. “Typical.” he muttered to himself before jumping back to stand side by side with Giichi. “Surrender.” he simply stated, looking at the two criminals. Before he got an answer they took off however, running towards the forest with remarkable speed, similar to a shinobi.

As if sent by the gods, two genin appeared after school, as it seemed school was over for the highschool students. Yamato looked at them and was quick to order them. “Yo. Bring that girl and the old grandpa to a jonin and tell them to shelter them. Make sure to say I sent you. Giichi, Rei, let's go.” He was remarkably calm, especially when you considered his usual demeanor towards others. It must be because of Rei's presence, that much was clear. Quickly as ever, Yamato took off with Rei shortly after him. No doubt would she keep up, and no doubt would Giichi be there soon as well. “Rei, Giichi, go after that woman. She seems weaker.” He would state, before focussing on the man again. Something was off, it was all going too easily.

The man and woman arrived at a clearing with a road running through with two trucks, parked awkwardly. Nearby laid two bleeding men, truckers as could be seen from the fact that they wore Shinaboru Trucking caps. The man and woman landed in the grass after having leapt from a branch and turned around. Yamato and Rei followed suit, with Giichi probably landing closeby as well. The man and woman were, strangely enough, grinning. It was a weird feeling but Yamato clenched his teeth. The real Yamato was shining through. Slowly, from the grass, several strange men rose slowly with rice hat covering their eyes. As if they were paper, the man and woman that the team had been chasing fluttered away in the wind, disintegrating. The wind rustled the grass and leaves eerily as the two teams would stare at eachother.

But that was merely the calmth before the storm.

“Grass Style: Spike Roll...” the first of the men said. He formed several seals which gave Yamato the time to look back at Giichi and Rei. “Stand back. They seem strong. Don't get caught. Don't run. Fight with your life. If you die, the Hokage will give you a good funeral.” By now the man had slowly descended into the grass again, from which a ball slowly rose. It rose slowly, and started spinning before grass needles shot out from the circle and the circle took off towards Yamato and his group. Yamato flicked back his wrists while anger started to consume him from the inside. Without warning he yelled out loudly at the men that were still standing in front of them, three in total. “KILL ME THEN!! KILL ME!” he yelled whilst his fists got engulfed in fire.

Rei ignored Yamato's orders to get back and ran to the left quickly, grabbing five kunai and throwing them all at once at the spinning ball of grass that was racing towards her brother. She felt like this was the right time to impress her brother. Her regular, happy smiling face had changed into a serious face, although not as serious and angry as Yamato would look. “N-no more running, Rei.” she muttered to herself. After that she'd yell out to Yamato, “Oniisan, no more running. I'll help you!” Sadly for her the kunai bounced right off of the spinning grass ball. She kept at it however, stopping in her tracks when she noticed she was more or less besides the spinning ball while it rushed closer to Yamato. Forming rapid seals she inhaled deeply, aimed her shot at the three remaining shinobi, then exhaled and spewed out fire. “Goukakyo no jutsu!” she said right before the giant ball of fire flew towards the three other shinobi.

Meanwhile Yamato was preparing to face the grass ball that was hurdling towards him, extending his arms slightly in order to catch it. But from the corner of his eyes he saw Rei take off throwing kunai, that naturally bounced off due to the large amount of speed the man had in this technique. He turned his head to the right and looked at Giichi. “Giichi, help Rei. Now!” he said with a pressure in his voice. He then looked back at Rei to see her attack the group of Shinobi, fearless like he knew himself to be. He couldn't help but feel pride for her, but at the same time, worry over her life. This short distraction gave the ball of grass enough time to reach him. Being uprepared to fulfil his plan, the ball burrowed into him and the spikes cut him atleast four times before he managed to extend an arm upwards and grab a spike, then quickly used his other hand to grab another spike, his feet digging itself into the dirt under the pressure of the power that the ball was still trying to put in. “Hnnnggg...”. The ball of grass slowly stopped circling around and stopped.

Yamato released the spiky ball of grass and cocked back his fist as the ball unfurled itself into the same man, with his long robe and rice hat. He seemed to think he'd gotten Yamato, but all he had accomplished was 4 nasty, deep cuts into his shoulders. Two on the left, two on the right. As the strange shinobi looked up, he'd grin, but that grin would quickly fade as he noticed Yamato's incoming fist. With a large smack he was hammered in the face and slung back towards his other teammates. “Baka... you think you can kill Yamato Minamoru so easily..? HUH!?” For a moment he seemed to forget where he was, looking the enemy dead in the eyes as he got back up.

Meanwhile Rei's fireball had reached the group who had simply dispersed and waited for the fireball to hit the ground, after which they simply jumped back to the same spot they were sitting in. Rei, like Yamato would usually do, clenched her teeth and looked at Giichi. “I need to try something, cover me..” she'd whisper, to make sure neither Yamato nor the enemy would hear. She started forming handseals quickly, but it seemed like a long streak of handseals. Whilst doing the handseals her eyes glistened as she looked at Yamato, with amazement at how he was holding his own. He had deep, bleeding cuts in his shoulder but he didn't even flinch. With even more focus she looked at the enemy, still forming handseals.

“ANSWER ME!” Yamato yelled as he pushed his foot into the dirt, taking off with high speed towards the enemy. As his foot pushed off, it kicked up a small amount of dirt and gravel, but after that every footstep was like a ghost. “ANSWER MEEE!” It appeared to be his battlecry, as he jumped into the group with great recklessness and bravery. He swung his right fist forwards, hitting one of the strange men with rice hats in the side, before his left hand swung forwards and hit another man in the left shoulder. He noticed an incoming attack but ignored it, feeling the man's fist hitting him in the rib, turning around and swinging his right hand with full force, using the turn to gain momentum. With a sickening crunch his hand connected with a man's jaw. While the man recuperated and reared back from the hit, Yamato's left fist was already soaring through the sky, making a soft rffff noise as flames do when they are moved. Right when his fist hit the man's face again, Yamato was kicked in the side. He was pushed backwards and slid across the ground, kicking up dust in the process. His ribs fell sore.. he must've been punched and kicked in the same spot twice.

By now the four shinobi had looked around again, and after the man that received two hits on his jaw forced his jaw back in position, they noticed Rei forming a long amount of handseals. It seemed they were done kidding around and one of them took this fight seriously. Without saying even as much as a word to Yamato or any of the two genin, he body flickered forwards numerous time, appearing slightly forwards from his original position the first time, then slightly forwards some more, before standing right before Giichi. Instead of attacking him he flickered away again and stood before Rei with a raised foot. With a hard movement he kicked Rei in the chest, sending her flying back. She landed on the ground, but only briefly, skidding off again and landing against a tree, her head being knocked back and hitting the trunk hard. “Aaahnnngggg...” she said as she held her head, and attempted to stand up. Only a second later she'd fall down again, seemingly out for the count, but stil awake and still breathing. Her head was spinning all over the place.

Yamato saw what happened out of the corner of his eye, and when he went to move to help Rei, it was already too late. He gritted his teeth and furled up his fists, ready to sprint towards the man to pay him back for what he'd done to his little sister. But when he attempted to lift his foot, it seemed stuck to the grass. “God damnit..” he said as he looked at the three remaining shinobi, one of which was kneeling down with a hand on his knee, the other on the floor. It was clear what had happened, as a bind of grass had formed over his foot, and by now, his other foot had been caught in it too. Very clever.. “Giichi.. get to Rei and protect her, or else.. I'll make sure none of us leave this place alive.” Yamato said while looking at his feet, hands still burning with fire. There was a certain darkness to his voice, one that said anger, emotions, pain.

Hatred.

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Ayame Choko, “the Sewstress”

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Upon being reached by the jonin that was sent to fetch her, Ayame simply followed them back without questions. It'd not be the first time the Hokage would summon her abruptly like this. She jumped from roof to roof, looking around in an attempt to see if she could see her brother, Fujitora. “Why has the hokage summoned me?” Ayame asked the jonin, who didn't reply and simply kept jumping. Strange. Upon arrival Ayame landed on the ground in front of the Hokage's building and followed the jonin upstairs, all the way to the Hokages office. When they reached the door, she opened it quickly and walked in with a bussiness like walk. Straight up, right down the center of the crowd. “Hokage-sama?” she'd simply ask, not sure what was going on. The large crowd, however, made it apparent it was important.

Plague of the North

@Denalz I know right hahaha.

@rivaan Yeah just playing pretend here lol :p

Plague of the North

My reaction to both the hate on Orwen, and my reaction to happiness in this thread.

pure fuken agony, m8