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- The Void
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- She/Her
I was only speaking for myself. I have always held the opinion that Jiraiya was not as competent as most of the playerbase believed. Though I generally have a lower opinion of both our allies and enemies
Marked for Death: A Rational Naruto Quest
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- naruto rationalist romance armageddon is looking better and better damn you kishimoto explosions everywhere explosives solve everyone if in doubt surrender to the mercy of zabuza it seemed like a good idea at the time looks like a really bad case of being a jōnin my god. where does the lore end? precommitting is the winning plan screaming in kagome screw the rules i have explosives something bad might still happen sometimes you gotta sociopath stabby zabby subsection c of paragraph 9 should include we can weaponize this so hard
Noumero
Omit Needless Words
Not... exactly. It was triggered by the detailed infodump about an important issue that we've been waiting for for a month turning out to be a single page of a homework assignment from several decades ago — a result of OOC miscommunication that could be interpreted IC as the result of Jiraiya's mistake.
From my understanding, that interpretation was neither intended nor foreseen by any of the QMs, and the controversy about it on the players' side (as mild as it was) could be attributed to the miscommunication moreso than to the perceived mistake as well. As such, I don't think it'd be fair to judge our reaction to IC mistakes based on this particular incident.
On a separate note, I agree with @Roomba. I feel there's been more salt about e. g. the Nara appearing too perfect than about characters making mistakes.
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- Omniverse #1345
In this case the problem is that the will promised us his 7th path notes. EJ then said this page from a 40 year old homework assignment was all there was. Cue people getting upset. It's since been fixed by simply removed the reference to this being all we found.
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Chapter 267.3: Baneful Convergence
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- UK
- Pronouns
- He/Him
January 5, 1069 AS.
It was another miserable winter day for the eternally miserable Eiichi. The measly handful of ryō in his pouch would barely suffice for a few days' worth of vegetables, and he could hardly remember what meat tasted like. This wasn't how his life had been meant to go. He'd been part of the cycle. Money went from the land to the peasants, from the peasants to his pockets, from his pockets to the daimyo, and from the daimyo to the ninja. You were meant to keep some back at each step, or the economy stopped working. His was an essential step in the regulatory process, at least until the daimyo found out and scheduled him for the headsman's block. It had taken the daimyo's own wife to intercede on his behalf, and the daimyo would invent all-new forms of execution just for Eiichi if he ever found out why.
Eiichi stopped dead. That rich red hair, accented by occasional snowflakes. That misleadingly small stature and those brown eyes. It was her. Lady Gōketsu. The Fifth Hokage's wife. Mother to the Nara Keiko. Eiichi quietly shuffled out of her way, to the edge of the street.
Which was how he nearly bumped into the other ninja, a tall, raven-haired beauty strolling around the corner with a skip in her step. Eiichi leapt out of the way before he could offend her, then stood very still up against the wall in the hope that she would shrug and walk away. She didn't.
"Mari-sensei!" the tall ninja exclaimed. "I've been…"
She cut off.
"Understood," she said almost too quietly for Eiichi to hear. "I'll stay out of your way."
She made to turn away.
"Ami," Lady Gōketsu said neutrally.
Ami turned back. "Well, why didn't you just say so?"
"It was implied."
The two stood there for two seconds, maybe three, staring at each other silently.
"Oh. Gotcha," Ami said.
Lady Gōketsu nodded. "Pretty much. You heard of a drink called lupchanzen piss?"
Eiichi had never heard of lupchanzen. From context, it was probably an animal, though the name sounded like it should be a plant. Either way, it sounded unnatural, and the kind of thing only ninja would meddle with.
"Mari-sensei," Ami said reproachfully, "I've been here for days."
"So you have," Lady Gōketsu said. "My bad."
She walked past Ami, linking arms. "Come on, we've got a lot to talk about."
The two ninja set off down the road. For an instant, Ami glanced back at Eiichi and gave a friendly smile. Eiichi's days at court allowed him to flawlessly identify it as "eavesdropping is bad, and I know what you look like".
He bowed deeply, and then ran away.
It was another miserable winter day for the eternally miserable Eiichi. The measly handful of ryō in his pouch would barely suffice for a few days' worth of vegetables, and he could hardly remember what meat tasted like. This wasn't how his life had been meant to go. He'd been part of the cycle. Money went from the land to the peasants, from the peasants to his pockets, from his pockets to the daimyo, and from the daimyo to the ninja. You were meant to keep some back at each step, or the economy stopped working. His was an essential step in the regulatory process, at least until the daimyo found out and scheduled him for the headsman's block. It had taken the daimyo's own wife to intercede on his behalf, and the daimyo would invent all-new forms of execution just for Eiichi if he ever found out why.
Eiichi stopped dead. That rich red hair, accented by occasional snowflakes. That misleadingly small stature and those brown eyes. It was her. Lady Gōketsu. The Fifth Hokage's wife. Mother to the Nara Keiko. Eiichi quietly shuffled out of her way, to the edge of the street.
Which was how he nearly bumped into the other ninja, a tall, raven-haired beauty strolling around the corner with a skip in her step. Eiichi leapt out of the way before he could offend her, then stood very still up against the wall in the hope that she would shrug and walk away. She didn't.
"Mari-sensei!" the tall ninja exclaimed. "I've been…"
She cut off.
"Understood," she said almost too quietly for Eiichi to hear. "I'll stay out of your way."
She made to turn away.
"Ami," Lady Gōketsu said neutrally.
Ami turned back. "Well, why didn't you just say so?"
"It was implied."
The two stood there for two seconds, maybe three, staring at each other silently.
"Oh. Gotcha," Ami said.
Lady Gōketsu nodded. "Pretty much. You heard of a drink called lupchanzen piss?"
Eiichi had never heard of lupchanzen. From context, it was probably an animal, though the name sounded like it should be a plant. Either way, it sounded unnatural, and the kind of thing only ninja would meddle with.
"Mari-sensei," Ami said reproachfully, "I've been here for days."
"So you have," Lady Gōketsu said. "My bad."
She walked past Ami, linking arms. "Come on, we've got a lot to talk about."
The two ninja set off down the road. For an instant, Ami glanced back at Eiichi and gave a friendly smile. Eiichi's days at court allowed him to flawlessly identify it as "eavesdropping is bad, and I know what you look like".
He bowed deeply, and then ran away.
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Short update this week due to general brain failure. You may want to take this opportunity to think in more detail about what/how you want from Ami, since at this rate I'll almost certainly be writing her next Thursday.
Voting remains open as usual until Saturday 8th of June, 9 a.m. New York Time.
Voting remains open as usual until Saturday 8th of June, 9 a.m. New York Time.
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- UK
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Based on how my writing attempts went this week in terms of specific scenes, this is fully accurate.
Tua
鸡肉面条汤
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- شوربة الدجاج المعكرونة
AMI:
MARI:
SHIKAKU:
MARI:
SHIKAKU:
AMI:
MARI: We are in agreement then.
AMI: Yes.
SHIKAKU: I see.
*they start walking off*
HAZOU: WAIT! What just happened? I didn't understand anything of what was going on!
MARI: Hazou doesn't know?
AMI: Hazou doesn't know.
SHIKAKU: Hazou doesn't see.
*they walk off*
HAZOU: HRRNGNGH! I wish people would stop doing this!
*Itachi appears and puts his hand on Hazou's shoulder*
ITACHI: Believe it or not, I, too, had many things that frustrated me when I was your age. Would you like me to show you how I dealt with it?
HAZOU: You know what? Yes.
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Emstar
The Shining One
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- Trapped in an extradimensional rift.
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- She/They
[x] Continue Previous Plan
If someone could put together the Ino-Chouza plan I'll vote for that as well. Maybe drop a line in asking Keiko to consult Leaf/Nara libraries on the legality and feasibility of purchasing/owning wilderness.
If someone could put together the Ino-Chouza plan I'll vote for that as well. Maybe drop a line in asking Keiko to consult Leaf/Nara libraries on the legality and feasibility of purchasing/owning wilderness.
Noumero
Omit Needless Words
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- Yes.
SHIKAKU: Shikaku.jpg
Noumero
Omit Needless Words
Indeed.
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- Yes.
Indeed.
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- The state of Paranoia
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- Under a Rock
Are they using repeated genjutsu to communicate? Nice.
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- UK
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- He/Him
One bowling session with his cousin later...
Emstar
The Shining One
- Location
- Trapped in an extradimensional rift.
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- She/They
I'm pretty sure they're just individuals that know each other and can read each others body language/signalling patterns very well. It helps that both of them do this for a living(one has a decade of experience and the other has a supercomputer in her brain /is a genius), but you can have entire conversations with nonverbal cues IRL if you actually try hard enough and the other person is trying hard too.
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- Yes.
Basically this.
- Location
- Europe
Brown eyes? I think Mari used her jutsu again.
- Location
- Academy City
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- They
[x] Continue Previous Plan
Had anybody been tracking eye colors every time she used her forbidden technique.
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- Europe
Jiraiya's notes:
In Leaf, back before we got kicked out:
I don't think she used the jutsu since then? Well until now.
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- Academy City
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- They
Eye colors can shift naturally. It's not impossible that some of the changes are from TLotF and some we're just being paranoid.
Hahahahahahah.
Hahahahahahah.