fictionfan
Please sir, may I have some Meows?
- Location
- Tempe, AZ
But we also are supporting to get XP for in character training. Reward XP should not make that go away.
Game of the Year: A Naruto Quest
- Thread starter Vesvius
- Start date
- Location
- Somewhere I shouldn't be
[X] No, you'll pack up and head to class right now. You haven't missed a day yet and you're not starting now!
- Location
- In my Lair, on my Hoard
No problem!
"Where People Go To Die" and "Super Charged" are definitely ones we should try for, though I imagine the former can only be done In-Character via a vote-decision to actually go to the Konoha Memorial Stone monument. I doubt just finagling a means of getting it via an Omake becoming Canon would count for gaining the Achievement...
We can most likely get the Super Charged Achievement by taking a weekend off from everything but taijutsu and kenjutsu - no chakra use. Or wait until we're a Genin and are working solely on D-Ranks, at which point we don't need to use chakra for much,
"Territory: Marked!" though... could we really do something so crass? There are a bunch of ninja and ninken in Konoha that could easily tell it was us... Ninja like Kiba who would know what we did, as well as when and where... Do we really wanna give them that to hold over our heads? Just for an achievement?
...Granted, I'm pretty sure it'll do something like decrease Bathroom Motive build-up speed, which is kinda useful, but damn is it gonna be hard to pull off without getting caught or found out...
Another one we should be able to get done in a weekend off from training, easy, would be "A Drink in the Desert":
A Drink in the Desert
An Oasis is a sacred place of beauty and serenity. It is a place where bonds are forged and strengthened, knowledge is passed down, and everyone can forget the troubles of their lives.
Unlock Condition: Discover 5 Oasis'
Reward: ???
Status: LOCKED
An Oasis is a sacred place of beauty and serenity. It is a place where bonds are forged and strengthened, knowledge is passed down, and everyone can forget the troubles of their lives.
Unlock Condition: Discover 5 Oasis'
Reward: ???
Status: LOCKED
It does not make IC training XP go away, by my reckoning. We just don't get to reap the benefits of Reward XP until we've had the IC time to actually justify having that Reward XP.
Like, we can't have one IC update were we learn a jutsu, and then in the next update have it completed mastered at 1k XP via Rewards XP when the IC-time between updates was thirty bloody seconds. That'd be silly.
Rewards XP and IC-Training XP go hand in hand. Only, IC-Training XP is gained "on-screen", while Rewards XP is likely gained "off-screen". But neither XP is solidified unless we've spent sufficient time and/or effort "in character".
fictionfan
Please sir, may I have some Meows?
- Location
- Tempe, AZ
Naruto did that sort of thing all the time. Or it would retroactively be taught in a flashback.
Shrug, sure most katana styles use the katana two handed. But If I recall correctly one of the most famous swordsman in japan used a katana one handed and he was fine.
Aka Miyamoto Musashi with the katana in the main hand and a wakizashi for the offhand.
And he didn't even have the benefit of Super Human chakra magic to help him. Hell, considering Kisame and Samehada. We could probably go Hakumen/Sephiroth and wield an Oodachi one handed and still be fine.
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RedV
Refuelling
- Location
- Right here
My main ambition for our sword usage is to find a way to create Chakra Arms so we can reliably use a sword with ninjutsu. I think those were pretty troublesome for Naruto to make even with Sage Mode + Full Nine-Tails mastery, but they have excellent rewards.
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Draw Your Sword by Polemarch (canon)
Polemarch
El Grande Elephante
- Location
- Massachusetts
@Vesvius A little swordfighting omake. All points to Ninjutsu please!
The two of them had met here. Ino didn't really remember, she was way too young at the time, but it was true nonetheless, and that really did hold some power to it. Three League Park had always felt a little special, at least to her and when she felt like Daisuke was acting strange, she had immediately steered them here. She refused to ask outright, she knew that's what he wanted her to do. No, he was going to break down and tell her, and it would be much better than her having to ask. It didn't matter the information that was just waiting for her to learn, nothing mattered, she just had to wait, if it took every ounce of patience she had. She was just going to ask him a little leading question, something to get the ball rolling. An opening move as Shikamaru might have said.
"Is something bugging you?" Ino was never known for her patience. "You've been acting weird all day."
"It's just… something about my kenjutsu." Ino knew that she was being lead. She couldn't really see where it was going at the moment, but every instinct in her eight year old brain was telling her that something was happening. Either way, she never could resist this kind of thing.
"Is it not going well?" She asked. "You didn't start that long ago. Maybe it just takes time?"
"No! It's going great really." Said Daisuke. "It might even be going a little too well honestly."
"Too well?" She asked, narrowing her blue eyes a little. She could start to see the net forming, the knots starting to tie, but she couldn't quite figure out how she fit in it. "How is that possible."
"It's hard to explain, but I'm reaching the limits of what I can do. Actually, that's the whole story really." Daisuke lay back on the wooden picnic table, Ino sitting behind him on one of the benches. "I just don't know how much further I can get with my kenjutsu without a consistent partner, because the dummies just aren't doing it any more."
"So, what?" Ino tossed her golden hair back, sending him a look that seemed to scream, what does this have to do with me. "What does you not having a sparring partner have to do with- wait… Daisuke, you know I can't. I have my families techniques to learn!"
Daisuke just looked at her, a pleading look on his face. The net had lowered.
"Daisuke, I don't even have a sword." Sometimes Ino didn't think that Daisuke realized that having a mother who would buy anything you asked for was definitely not normal.
"I've got an gift for you!" Daisuke pulled a scabbard from his side, pulling out a Wakizashi of cheap steel. Ino wrinkled her nose.
"You want me to use that?" The lowest member of the Yamanaka clan wouldn't usually deign to touch such cheap work. Ino was raised around Shinobi, around steel, and her standards were much higher than this. She raised the sword, and could feel it wiggle a little bit within its hilt. "This thing isn't fit for a common bandit."
"Well, it's all I can really afford myself." Daisuke scuffed the ground a little bit with his feet, his head hanging low. Ino felt a sharp pang of guilt. He had gotten that for her... "I had to do some extra chores to get the money for it. If you don't want it though-"
"No! I'll just… get another just in case, I love it- really!"
"So you wanna learn with me how to use a sword?" Daisuke finally looked up, a soft smile breaking the morose look.
"Yeah sure." Ino just wanted to move away from her faux pas. Now she needed to figure out how to explain it all to her father. Along with the need to buy her a new shortsword.
"Awesome! I can't wait."
Daisuke sprang off the picnic table and started strolling away. Ino followed as best she could, catching up with a burst of effort. As they walked she started to realize something she hadn't thought about in an effort to make up for her upsetting her friend.
"You just bought me that sword so that I would learn how to fight and could spar with you."
"Yep."
"Your mom would have gotten you a much nicer sword you could have given to me if you had just asked her. But then I wouldn't have felt like I needed to help."
"That seems likely."
"You're way too sneaky for your own good."
"Probably."
"I'm gonna learn to use this sword, but not for you. I'm gonna teach you to regret messing with me."
"I'm shaking in my sandals."
"Daisuke."
"Yeah Ino?"
"You should be."
The two of them had met here. Ino didn't really remember, she was way too young at the time, but it was true nonetheless, and that really did hold some power to it. Three League Park had always felt a little special, at least to her and when she felt like Daisuke was acting strange, she had immediately steered them here. She refused to ask outright, she knew that's what he wanted her to do. No, he was going to break down and tell her, and it would be much better than her having to ask. It didn't matter the information that was just waiting for her to learn, nothing mattered, she just had to wait, if it took every ounce of patience she had. She was just going to ask him a little leading question, something to get the ball rolling. An opening move as Shikamaru might have said.
"Is something bugging you?" Ino was never known for her patience. "You've been acting weird all day."
"It's just… something about my kenjutsu." Ino knew that she was being lead. She couldn't really see where it was going at the moment, but every instinct in her eight year old brain was telling her that something was happening. Either way, she never could resist this kind of thing.
"Is it not going well?" She asked. "You didn't start that long ago. Maybe it just takes time?"
"No! It's going great really." Said Daisuke. "It might even be going a little too well honestly."
"Too well?" She asked, narrowing her blue eyes a little. She could start to see the net forming, the knots starting to tie, but she couldn't quite figure out how she fit in it. "How is that possible."
"It's hard to explain, but I'm reaching the limits of what I can do. Actually, that's the whole story really." Daisuke lay back on the wooden picnic table, Ino sitting behind him on one of the benches. "I just don't know how much further I can get with my kenjutsu without a consistent partner, because the dummies just aren't doing it any more."
"So, what?" Ino tossed her golden hair back, sending him a look that seemed to scream, what does this have to do with me. "What does you not having a sparring partner have to do with- wait… Daisuke, you know I can't. I have my families techniques to learn!"
Daisuke just looked at her, a pleading look on his face. The net had lowered.
"Daisuke, I don't even have a sword." Sometimes Ino didn't think that Daisuke realized that having a mother who would buy anything you asked for was definitely not normal.
"I've got an gift for you!" Daisuke pulled a scabbard from his side, pulling out a Wakizashi of cheap steel. Ino wrinkled her nose.
"You want me to use that?" The lowest member of the Yamanaka clan wouldn't usually deign to touch such cheap work. Ino was raised around Shinobi, around steel, and her standards were much higher than this. She raised the sword, and could feel it wiggle a little bit within its hilt. "This thing isn't fit for a common bandit."
"Well, it's all I can really afford myself." Daisuke scuffed the ground a little bit with his feet, his head hanging low. Ino felt a sharp pang of guilt. He had gotten that for her... "I had to do some extra chores to get the money for it. If you don't want it though-"
"No! I'll just… get another just in case, I love it- really!"
"So you wanna learn with me how to use a sword?" Daisuke finally looked up, a soft smile breaking the morose look.
"Yeah sure." Ino just wanted to move away from her faux pas. Now she needed to figure out how to explain it all to her father. Along with the need to buy her a new shortsword.
"Awesome! I can't wait."
Daisuke sprang off the picnic table and started strolling away. Ino followed as best she could, catching up with a burst of effort. As they walked she started to realize something she hadn't thought about in an effort to make up for her upsetting her friend.
"You just bought me that sword so that I would learn how to fight and could spar with you."
"Yep."
"Your mom would have gotten you a much nicer sword you could have given to me if you had just asked her. But then I wouldn't have felt like I needed to help."
"That seems likely."
"You're way too sneaky for your own good."
"Probably."
"I'm gonna learn to use this sword, but not for you. I'm gonna teach you to regret messing with me."
"I'm shaking in my sandals."
"Daisuke."
"Yeah Ino?"
"You should be."
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- Location
- Germany
It wouldn't need to be for research. Just an official memorial service for the victims of the third shinobi war or the Kyuubi attack.
I liked the idea of changing the perception of the length of our sword. A Jutsu that would already be in effect when we draw the sword.
- Location
- U.S.
a constant genjutsu to make our katana look like a tanto?
- Location
- A mountain in Norway
We could do this eventually, but we need to train in a basic style first. We are not in fact a master swordsman yet and it is much harder to dual wield than to use a sword normally. We are currently not dual wielding swords anyway, we use a relatively useless fan together with our sword.
The drawbacks of using a sword one-handed is negated by adding one, a drawback to that again would be the difficultly. The thing with dual wielding is that you attack an opponent from more than one angle, you force him to split his focus. We have different means to do that, we are not a normal human. However we shouldn't sacrifice striking power without a good reason. We shouldn't make combat unnecessary difficult.
I see us in the future fighting with our katana sometimes with a one-handed grip when we perform ninjutsu or very complex genjutsu with one-handed seals, and changing to a two-handed grip when we want to have some extra power and speed to our swings.
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fictionfan
Please sir, may I have some Meows?
- Location
- Tempe, AZ
Why not just make it invisible if we are going that route?
- Location
- Germany
Sometimes less is more. It's obvious that we are holding an invisible sword and people will react accordingly. It's less obvious that our sword is more dangerous than it looks.
- Location
- texas
Imo if we had an invisible blade it would be obvious the enemy would dispel the genjutsu whereas if we just take a inch or two off they'll just think we're using a shorter blade misjudge how they should block or dodge and be in for a surprise.
Edit: I was beaten to it.
- Location
- In my Lair, on my Hoard
Minor nit-pick: Three League Park is an Oasis. You cannot initiate Combat within an Oasis... so they can't actually spar there.
I mean, nothing's wrong with it as it is now - they just talk about sparring, and do that later, and elsewhere - but felt it bore mentioning/reminding.
- Location
- A mountain in Norway
You should make it a katana instead of a wakizashi. If we are to be sparring partners in kenjutsu with Ino we should use swords of similar lenght. Fighting with an arming sword is different to fighting with a longsword for example.
Polemarch
El Grande Elephante
- Location
- Massachusetts
Ves specifically refers to it as a shortsword in the Games update. I wasn't going to go with a tanto, because that's basically a knife, and this makes the most sense if it's as shortsword.
A Nation's Virtue
南國山河南帝居
[X] No, you'll pack up and head to class right now. You haven't missed a day yet and you're not starting now!
Three Sword Style by Polemarch
Polemarch
El Grande Elephante
- Location
- Massachusetts
Omake: I was watching some one piece. @Vesvius all points to ninjutsu
Gai clutched a katana between his teeth as well as one in each hand. When Daisuke asked him for some kenjutsu tips, he was not expecting this.
"Gai-sensei, I'm not sure this is the right way to wield a sword."
"Nonsense Daisuke-kun! Half the swordsman I've fought have done something similar at some point in the fight! They're usually the better half too." Gai somehow managed to shout through the hilt clutched between his teeth, with perfect annunciation too. Daisuke stopped questioning this sort of thing at some point. "Obviously this is the superior technique if it keeps reappearing. I don't want to hear Kakashi mock me for teaching you something inferior, stifling your flames of Youth."
Daisuke looked at the two swords that Gai brought for him. He sighed, and took the hilt of one between his teeth, and clutched the other in his left hand, leaving his right hand for his favored katana. He could already feel his jaw muscles getting sore, and he knew that he couldn't strike with the same speed or strength.
Slowly, Gai rose up on one foot, bending into the crane stance. Daisuke couldn't figure out how that might help him, seeing as he wasn't very reliant on kicks. He could only imagine it was similarly something he had seen someone do somewhere.
Daisuke just stood in his traditional position. Without warning, he charged towards his teacher.
He tried to fight, but every time it seemed as though the swords were getting in the way of each other, making it impossible to fight with them. He swung one and it would hit the other, all the while the one in his mouth doing literally nothing at all. He threw the swords to the floor, leaving him with only the katana he had trained with. Once more he threw himself into the fray.
Now it was Gai who was on the defensive, his swords barely moving into position on time, even with his immense speed and strength.
Daisuke could see the beads of sweat pour down his mentors forehead. Finally he saw an opening in his defenses and leapt to seize it. But on his strong cut downward, his katana once more hit metal. He forgot about the third sword clutched between his teachers teeth. They leapt apart, and stayed there for a moment, both catching their breaths.
"Daisuke-kun." For once, Gai's speech sounded rather muffled, and there was an odd whistle every time he spoke.
"Yes, Gai-sensei?"
"Your flames of youth burn bright indeed." He whistled out. "But I believe I need a dentist."
Gai clutched a katana between his teeth as well as one in each hand. When Daisuke asked him for some kenjutsu tips, he was not expecting this.
"Gai-sensei, I'm not sure this is the right way to wield a sword."
"Nonsense Daisuke-kun! Half the swordsman I've fought have done something similar at some point in the fight! They're usually the better half too." Gai somehow managed to shout through the hilt clutched between his teeth, with perfect annunciation too. Daisuke stopped questioning this sort of thing at some point. "Obviously this is the superior technique if it keeps reappearing. I don't want to hear Kakashi mock me for teaching you something inferior, stifling your flames of Youth."
Daisuke looked at the two swords that Gai brought for him. He sighed, and took the hilt of one between his teeth, and clutched the other in his left hand, leaving his right hand for his favored katana. He could already feel his jaw muscles getting sore, and he knew that he couldn't strike with the same speed or strength.
Slowly, Gai rose up on one foot, bending into the crane stance. Daisuke couldn't figure out how that might help him, seeing as he wasn't very reliant on kicks. He could only imagine it was similarly something he had seen someone do somewhere.
Daisuke just stood in his traditional position. Without warning, he charged towards his teacher.
He tried to fight, but every time it seemed as though the swords were getting in the way of each other, making it impossible to fight with them. He swung one and it would hit the other, all the while the one in his mouth doing literally nothing at all. He threw the swords to the floor, leaving him with only the katana he had trained with. Once more he threw himself into the fray.
Now it was Gai who was on the defensive, his swords barely moving into position on time, even with his immense speed and strength.
Daisuke could see the beads of sweat pour down his mentors forehead. Finally he saw an opening in his defenses and leapt to seize it. But on his strong cut downward, his katana once more hit metal. He forgot about the third sword clutched between his teachers teeth. They leapt apart, and stayed there for a moment, both catching their breaths.
"Daisuke-kun." For once, Gai's speech sounded rather muffled, and there was an odd whistle every time he spoke.
"Yes, Gai-sensei?"
"Your flames of youth burn bright indeed." He whistled out. "But I believe I need a dentist."
Noooooooooo! Gai-sensei's Teeth!
Aren't they one of konoha's natural wonders?!
- Location
- In my Lair, on my Hoard
Eh, it also could be a Kodachi or Chokuto, ifn you want to be that specific.
I mean, it's Naruto - the "Blade of the Watchman" might not look exactly like a real-world Katana, and given we know Tokei was a skilled enough Samurai to be trusted with the assignment he had, it's possible his sword was developed for chakra-use too. So it probably doesn't look like a weapon we on Earth, in the 'real world', would immediately call a katana.
I mean, Vesvius never actually called it a "katana" in the Threadmarks, either! I checked! So, the Blade of the Watchman could very well be a Tsurugi! Or a Chokuto! Or a Jian! They're all called "Sword/Blade"!
NOOOOOOOOO!
Those teeth SHINE with the OVERFLOWING YOUTH of the Subline Green Beast, Konoha's very own Noble Gentleman!!!
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Tokei's Tree by Taka (canon)
- Location
- Philippines
@Vesvius
Hope this soothes the palette.
Hope this soothes the palette.
Daisuke found himself in the same position quite often. Emerald eyes focused on the trails created by the wind and moored by the rain. It mattered little what weather it was and, if he were to be honest, this ritual of his served to help train almost as much as Mr. Straw did. Hence why, despite the bitter rain and muddied earth, he knelt in front of the Tree.
It wasn't the only tree within the scope of his family's territory, but it had always been the one that stood apart from the rest. Strong. Stalwart. Ever watchful. And as thunder boomed and lightning crackled, so too did the leaves dance to the wilderness. One stroke. Two thrusts. Three, four, five, and then it became a dance of steel and rain.
Daisuke's body was a whirlwind of action. Lessons drilled into him from years of training were sublimed into a performance that tore leaves and moisture. It was far from perfect. He had missed more than he caught but as he finished the performance, Daisuke knew that there was some improvement to his actions. Barely faster. Barely more controlled. But he'd take that over no progress at all.
Sweat and rain clung to his hoodie. His chest heaved as he looked at the tree that somehow bore a special presence to him. It always felt special. Even when he had been a child. Even when he could barely carry the sword he now commanded with ease. It was always there. Always ready. Always teaching.
Mayhaps it was the lightning. Or the rain. Or the weight of his body. But there was a shadow there. Standing by the tree. Arms crossed and his bones knew that it looked at him. Rain nicked at his eyes. A blink. And the image dissipated like shallow dreams and once forgotten memories.
Yet still, it did not stop Daisuke from raising his sword in a salute. Sheathed the blade with the respect it deserved, and bowed to the Tree for what assistance it had offered. Wordlessly, the Tree watched. And if one could see beyond shadows, one might have taken the shaking branches as a nod. Exchange finished, the young man offered his back and made his way back home.
And it tore at Manami's heart to see her beloved gleam show such emotion. She always took the time to watch her offspring train. To hone skills that belonged to the blood of his father. She bore unimaginable pride at his dedication but even then, to act as if Tokei had taught him so much. It scorned her. But alas, it was not her little Daisuke's fault. And she would never give any such inclination to him. Not even on her deathbed would she ever show such hurt for the light of her life.
Daisuke must be tired. Exhausted even! Manami swept her thoughts and focused on the now. It would be unbelievable to call herself a mother if she could not at least help alleviate some of his troubles. Her feet glided along the wooden boards of their home. Mind already alit with what brew to use for her favourite little star. Thoughts of those who watched long since buried away, never forgotten, for another time.
It wasn't the only tree within the scope of his family's territory, but it had always been the one that stood apart from the rest. Strong. Stalwart. Ever watchful. And as thunder boomed and lightning crackled, so too did the leaves dance to the wilderness. One stroke. Two thrusts. Three, four, five, and then it became a dance of steel and rain.
Daisuke's body was a whirlwind of action. Lessons drilled into him from years of training were sublimed into a performance that tore leaves and moisture. It was far from perfect. He had missed more than he caught but as he finished the performance, Daisuke knew that there was some improvement to his actions. Barely faster. Barely more controlled. But he'd take that over no progress at all.
Sweat and rain clung to his hoodie. His chest heaved as he looked at the tree that somehow bore a special presence to him. It always felt special. Even when he had been a child. Even when he could barely carry the sword he now commanded with ease. It was always there. Always ready. Always teaching.
Mayhaps it was the lightning. Or the rain. Or the weight of his body. But there was a shadow there. Standing by the tree. Arms crossed and his bones knew that it looked at him. Rain nicked at his eyes. A blink. And the image dissipated like shallow dreams and once forgotten memories.
Yet still, it did not stop Daisuke from raising his sword in a salute. Sheathed the blade with the respect it deserved, and bowed to the Tree for what assistance it had offered. Wordlessly, the Tree watched. And if one could see beyond shadows, one might have taken the shaking branches as a nod. Exchange finished, the young man offered his back and made his way back home.
And it tore at Manami's heart to see her beloved gleam show such emotion. She always took the time to watch her offspring train. To hone skills that belonged to the blood of his father. She bore unimaginable pride at his dedication but even then, to act as if Tokei had taught him so much. It scorned her. But alas, it was not her little Daisuke's fault. And she would never give any such inclination to him. Not even on her deathbed would she ever show such hurt for the light of her life.
Daisuke must be tired. Exhausted even! Manami swept her thoughts and focused on the now. It would be unbelievable to call herself a mother if she could not at least help alleviate some of his troubles. Her feet glided along the wooden boards of their home. Mind already alit with what brew to use for her favourite little star. Thoughts of those who watched long since buried away, never forgotten, for another time.
Actually given that we mostly fight shinobi, and their favored melee weapon is a knife, we're probably going to want a lot more diversity.
