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He also has no desire to usurp Iron or become Hokage so far, so I fail to see why it matters.
They didn't try to kill us, Tokei did. Seriously, you need to stop grouping them all together like that.
We do not know the circumstances.
Game of the Year: A Naruto Quest
- Thread starter Vesvius
- Start date
He also has no desire to usurp Iron or become Hokage so far, so I fail to see why it matters.
They didn't try to kill us, Tokei did. Seriously, you need to stop grouping them all together like that.
We do not know the circumstances.
- Location
- Goose Land
I hadn't considered that route. It would be a hell of a sell considering that A)The LoI specifically rejected the Ninja Military System for a Samurai based one, B) The politics involved in the firstborne bastard returning to train up a military force personally loyal to him, and C) Gaining enough power and prestige to actually be considered for a Kage-ship before the end of the Timeskip to be able to get the ball rolling on this, let alone to be able to have a viable ninja force by the Boruto Era.
The most reasonable route I can imagine this happening in amounts to the LoI attempting to assassinate us, failing, and instead killing a politically important the LoF person, leading to Fire declaring war on Iron, distinguishing ourself as S Rank and Kage tier material during the war, overwhelming Iron to the point where they give a full surrender, and then reworking their military forces from the ground up for a Kenjutsu focused Ninja force.
That, or they kill Ino and the thread riots while Daisuke swears a vengeance worthy of a Uchiha.
Bakkasama
There is always a greater fool
- Location
- Buenos Aires, Argentina
- Pronouns
- He/his
I was always partial to "I want to unite to five great ninja villages" myself. Becoming Hokage? Bitch please, get on our level! Or we could erradicate the squirrells in Konoha. Living to see the Boruto Era in order to see what Vesvius makes of it might be nice.
Also, maybe not on this life, but being a explorer might be cool too.
Also, maybe not on this life, but being a explorer might be cool too.
Usernames
Merc gonna merc ya
Honestly....considering that we are a ninja. Become a true shadow.
Reach divine skill with stealth. If we are a missing-nin (because blablabla Daisuke has to die or Daisuke mother dies of "mysterious" circumstances), we can just quietly slaughter the entire ninja village/Iron Nobility ala what Itachi did to the Uchiha Clan in a single day.
Well....at least everyone that is a genin/adult noble and up. That would be SS rank worthy. No reward or bounty. Flee from Sight. If that doesn't work, pick an random ninja village that gives an bounty on us and repeat the process.
Reach divine skill with stealth. If we are a missing-nin (because blablabla Daisuke has to die or Daisuke mother dies of "mysterious" circumstances), we can just quietly slaughter the entire ninja village/Iron Nobility ala what Itachi did to the Uchiha Clan in a single day.
Well....at least everyone that is a genin/adult noble and up. That would be SS rank worthy. No reward or bounty. Flee from Sight. If that doesn't work, pick an random ninja village that gives an bounty on us and repeat the process.
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I assume it'd be an enjoyable undertaking, everyone likes a nice challenge don't they?
Watching You Sleep by Katsuragi
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Wasn't he curious about us before? This makes me sad...
New Lifelong Goal of Daisuke, eliminate Kairi at any cost! Find out who her parents and ancestors are! Next life we can start in the Warring States Era to erase them from existence!
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- California
But Kairi is second best girl...
Mariko obviously being best girl.
chrisleech
The Finder of Things Left Behind
- Location
- Jacksonville, Florida
Some people consider what the Uchiha police said to be BS. Some people say that they were perfectly capable of getting to us between the time we yelled for help and the time we were forced to stop. Some people say that not preventing a murder when you're perfectly capable of preventing it, especially when it's your job as police, is just as bad as committing the murder yourself.
I mean personally I'd only go so far as, "it would be convenient for them if Tokei killed us", but the harsher stances are completely understandable.
Thinking about Tokei again has me wondering though. Was there a set of decisions that included us becoming a ninja that wouldn't have ended with him trying to kill us?
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Unless there was a canon omake about it then I consider it to be pure speculation and thus should be taken with a grain of salt.
Perhaps becoming friends with him? People ignored his relationship level.
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But we have to do it like ninja. Every one that dies is either for a noble cause (we were hungry!) or 'incidental' due to a 'missed' throw or an 'overeager' jutsu practice.
Because the squirrels must die.
- Location
- Maine
- Pronouns
- They/Them/Theirs
I know I'm a little late, but I'd like to point out that Kurenai is known for her kindness, too. We might have gotten her for much the same reason as she halfway adopted Hinata. We're powerful outcasts, from a society that doesn't mesh well with everyday life. (For Hinata, it was the super rigid clan structure that wanted more of her than anything else did). And that's the group we got: Team Outsider. The wild dog, the bastard, and the shopkeeper's daughter who's alienated everyone.
We're not an elite strike-force, we're a therapy group that's going to bond over feeding people's kidneys to the team pet. The fact that (in the Anime) she's perfectly willing to just Seal up a student's bloodline abilities is probably a bonus to the folks in charge. Because let's face it, we probably look like we've got an unknown one. We don't sleep(Okay, we sleep three hours a day), our abilities are insane and growing more pronounced everyday...
In the data-books people's stats are rated out of Five. Assuming the Info Cards in universe and the like work the same way? We've probably got fours in Stamina(same as Naruto at this point), Intelligence, and Genjutsu; and threes in everything else. That puts us at 27, two points below Kurenai herself. Naruto only gets a 14 out of 40 at this point. If anyone can handle a genjutsu user with an unknown ability, it's her. But if anyone can make the three strongest willed outsiders into a workable team and help with their problems, it's also her.
We're not an elite strike-force, we're a therapy group that's going to bond over feeding people's kidneys to the team pet. The fact that (in the Anime) she's perfectly willing to just Seal up a student's bloodline abilities is probably a bonus to the folks in charge. Because let's face it, we probably look like we've got an unknown one. We don't sleep(Okay, we sleep three hours a day), our abilities are insane and growing more pronounced everyday...
In the data-books people's stats are rated out of Five. Assuming the Info Cards in universe and the like work the same way? We've probably got fours in Stamina(same as Naruto at this point), Intelligence, and Genjutsu; and threes in everything else. That puts us at 27, two points below Kurenai herself. Naruto only gets a 14 out of 40 at this point. If anyone can handle a genjutsu user with an unknown ability, it's her. But if anyone can make the three strongest willed outsiders into a workable team and help with their problems, it's also her.
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- California
Mariko isn't a shopkeep's daughter, that was Kasumi. Mariko is Ino's cousin.
- Location
- Maine
- Pronouns
- They/Them/Theirs
Oh, woops. Then aside from hating us, I can't remember a single thing about her. My bad.
Bakkasama
There is always a greater fool
- Location
- Buenos Aires, Argentina
- Pronouns
- He/his
She likes Sasuke, is more buff than Ino but worse at her clan techniques and she is good at genjutsu but was on the bottom half of the academy rankings.
- Location
- Home
Genius.
Doable IRL, but not good for you. Probably better if you're a magic ninja...
Her Bloodline is diluted due to her father being a civilian, if I remember correctly.
Don't remind me, a bit of artwork way back made her look like an Olympian...
Vesvius
The Wicked God
Very nice pics, even if the second one will be giving me nightmares for a while. Take 310 XP for the both.
No update today. Tried, but it just wasn't happening. So expect it either late tomorrow or in the afternoon of Wednesday.
A Teapot, it's Father by FourmyleOfCeres (canon)
- Location
- Maine
- Pronouns
- They/Them/Theirs
@Vesvius Part two.
Part One can be found Here.
Okay, there's a detail here that I absolutely have to explain. Why are the Inuzuka clan related, albeit distantly, to Samurai? Because, they are! The Inuzuka clan are named after one of the eight "Dog Samurai" from Nansō Satomi Hakkenden. The main characters are all half brothers all descended from a dog spirit and the shogun's daughter. So uh... The Inuzuka are also descended from the Bastard Son of Samurai. Yeah.
The Nansō Satomi Hakkenden is one of those things that doesn't need explanation over there, every decade there's an adaptation or two of it. You can find a translation to English in progress if you look. You can also find an Anime Adaption, though I don't know if it's streaming anywhere(legally).
(Edited to clarify things a little)
Part One can be found Here.
This morning's tea makes yesterday distant.
The next tea rotation had come. Last week's adventure fed into this week's, the honey being the easiest to use. But the herbs from the Nara were going to be important today. First it was the Inuzuka. In a way, you both loved and dreaded this.
The Inuzuka clan had their own way of doing things, one different from any of the other clans, major or minor. The reason was that they were in their own way closest to you. It was farther back in their history, of course, but it was right there in the name. One of eight families blessed by the Inugami. One of eight samurai clans, to be precise. Their life had changed and drifted, but at heart they were still loyal and fierce protectors.
Everything your mother had told you about her home country was twisted and made profane by them. The worst of the samurai, the ones who were like wild dogs, kept in check only by the collars of their masters. And yet, they were still civilized, perhaps more so. They lived so much, knew so much. It wasn't that they were less human or less formal than anyone else. It was that they were more human.
The lived in a constant state of information overload, and only made it worse when they were using their control of their partners bodies. Though their tea time was less ritualized than others, it was still important. Tea was a sort of spiritual refreshment, an elixir of clarity and wakeful tranquility. Which was not to say the meeting was ever tranquil.
They did not take honey, for to them love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. After all, they could smell who had been with whom, and they were curious by nature. Which meant that your not-a-relationship with Hana and Kiba's closeness with your mother were ever-green topics. You'd come to accept that your blush and ire were the price for the mushrooms they collected from the forest.
Their tea of choice was a plainer one. The Straight Valley, a black that was dried in a more rapid manner than others. It was done in a wok over resinous pine, and the smoke mingled naturally. It was never force smoked, no matter if that was becoming more popular. It was fruity, but not overly sweet, resembling in someways dried lychee.
There were imitators, of course, that used actual lychee juice to give their black teas that flavor. Which was fair, because not everyone could handle the rest of it. The pine smoke impregnated the leaves, and gave it all a warming flavor. It was like drinking a campfire, really. A soothing, warming experience. The perfect thing to gather around after a long shift or just to relax with.
You took your mushrooms and put them away in your pack, to be dried later. It was always cheapest to get from the foragers than the shop keepers, and you doubted the Nara would mind.
The Yamanaka Clan was next, and while you had many friends there, there was the issue of Inoichi himself. You had hoped that spending time with him and the others without any expectation of your best friend being there would cool his temper and allow him to warm up to you. Had hoped. You no longer had such illusions.
Inoichi himself felt that the thirst for tea is never far from one's craving for beauty. And what other beauty would a man your age be seeking than his princess? This left the whole affair rather frosty despite the steam of the cups and the joy of the sweets. If he spoke, it would only be a pleasant word or two; and tea became something less of a social occasion and more of a meditation.
That suited you just fine, in truth. The cup bought you a few minutes' peace among the constant battles of life. Kasai relaxed alongside you, when she could. Whether she believed as her husband did, you knew not. But you knew that all of you resorted to only using words when you could no longer communicate by gesture and mood alone. Considering that the Yamanaka were known for their ability to read people, with or without their clan techniques, this meant speech had become rare indeed.
The Downy Tips from the Great Gate were your choice here. It originated from a border town and was traditionally served to dignitaries. The young hairy buds were harvested for it, and they became wiry when processed. They were strong enough for two infusions, and this often meant that you stayed here the second longest. The tea itself came out a wonderful vermilion, with a smokey flavor and little of the floral scent that surrounded the shop itself. It tasted almost of roast chestnuts, to be honest. What it was known for, however, was fostering open communication and opening hearts. If only it allowed Inoichi to see that you had no designs on his daughter.
They provided the snacks, gelatinous things covered in powdered sugar. They were sweetened with extracts from various flowers and fruits, and were the culmination of cooperation between the Yamanaka, Akimichi, and Nara clans. The bones from the Akimichi's meals and restaurants were boiled to become the gelatin, the flowers the Yamanaka grew added the flavor, and spices and herbs from the Nara tempered it all. It was a symbol of their synergy, and a reminder that you would not and could not intrude on it.
Which you accepted, and understood when Inoichi had asked you to deliver a box to your mother after graduation. This did not stop you from purchasing edible flowers and flowers for tea from them. And the occasional box of those sweets.
The last group you visited was not a clan, at least not by birth. The Academy Teachers were as dear to you as any family, and deserved as much as anyone could give. You knew what terrors kids could be, you had just been one of those terrors. The tea you brought for them was not intended to ingratiate. It was field medicine for the mind and soul.
You chose a pure Mountain Tea for the teachers, in part because there were so many of them that something more distinct would be sure to irritate someone. Crisp, clean green leaves with more of a sparkling flavor than the common one they'd get for themselves. It was a bit pricier, but it was also suitable for many infusions. This little secret let you get through much of the staff without your pocket-book sobbing.
The snacks were whatever the teachers brought for themselves and whatever you had grabbed on your wanderings. They had joked that you were rushing to become a professor as soon as you graduated, and you'd dodged by saying that learning should not stop simply because school had come to an end.
The fact that you were no longer a student meant that they were more open about their gripes, and this in turn gave you insight into the village and the little pieces of politics that you would have to be aware of in the future. You also picked up tips and tricks here and there. Some on saving money, some on saving time.
Once you'd finished, it was time to head home again, and prepare for next week. The part of the rotation you most dreaded...
The next tea rotation had come. Last week's adventure fed into this week's, the honey being the easiest to use. But the herbs from the Nara were going to be important today. First it was the Inuzuka. In a way, you both loved and dreaded this.
The Inuzuka clan had their own way of doing things, one different from any of the other clans, major or minor. The reason was that they were in their own way closest to you. It was farther back in their history, of course, but it was right there in the name. One of eight families blessed by the Inugami. One of eight samurai clans, to be precise. Their life had changed and drifted, but at heart they were still loyal and fierce protectors.
Everything your mother had told you about her home country was twisted and made profane by them. The worst of the samurai, the ones who were like wild dogs, kept in check only by the collars of their masters. And yet, they were still civilized, perhaps more so. They lived so much, knew so much. It wasn't that they were less human or less formal than anyone else. It was that they were more human.
The lived in a constant state of information overload, and only made it worse when they were using their control of their partners bodies. Though their tea time was less ritualized than others, it was still important. Tea was a sort of spiritual refreshment, an elixir of clarity and wakeful tranquility. Which was not to say the meeting was ever tranquil.
They did not take honey, for to them love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. After all, they could smell who had been with whom, and they were curious by nature. Which meant that your not-a-relationship with Hana and Kiba's closeness with your mother were ever-green topics. You'd come to accept that your blush and ire were the price for the mushrooms they collected from the forest.
Their tea of choice was a plainer one. The Straight Valley, a black that was dried in a more rapid manner than others. It was done in a wok over resinous pine, and the smoke mingled naturally. It was never force smoked, no matter if that was becoming more popular. It was fruity, but not overly sweet, resembling in someways dried lychee.
There were imitators, of course, that used actual lychee juice to give their black teas that flavor. Which was fair, because not everyone could handle the rest of it. The pine smoke impregnated the leaves, and gave it all a warming flavor. It was like drinking a campfire, really. A soothing, warming experience. The perfect thing to gather around after a long shift or just to relax with.
You took your mushrooms and put them away in your pack, to be dried later. It was always cheapest to get from the foragers than the shop keepers, and you doubted the Nara would mind.
The Yamanaka Clan was next, and while you had many friends there, there was the issue of Inoichi himself. You had hoped that spending time with him and the others without any expectation of your best friend being there would cool his temper and allow him to warm up to you. Had hoped. You no longer had such illusions.
Inoichi himself felt that the thirst for tea is never far from one's craving for beauty. And what other beauty would a man your age be seeking than his princess? This left the whole affair rather frosty despite the steam of the cups and the joy of the sweets. If he spoke, it would only be a pleasant word or two; and tea became something less of a social occasion and more of a meditation.
That suited you just fine, in truth. The cup bought you a few minutes' peace among the constant battles of life. Kasai relaxed alongside you, when she could. Whether she believed as her husband did, you knew not. But you knew that all of you resorted to only using words when you could no longer communicate by gesture and mood alone. Considering that the Yamanaka were known for their ability to read people, with or without their clan techniques, this meant speech had become rare indeed.
The Downy Tips from the Great Gate were your choice here. It originated from a border town and was traditionally served to dignitaries. The young hairy buds were harvested for it, and they became wiry when processed. They were strong enough for two infusions, and this often meant that you stayed here the second longest. The tea itself came out a wonderful vermilion, with a smokey flavor and little of the floral scent that surrounded the shop itself. It tasted almost of roast chestnuts, to be honest. What it was known for, however, was fostering open communication and opening hearts. If only it allowed Inoichi to see that you had no designs on his daughter.
They provided the snacks, gelatinous things covered in powdered sugar. They were sweetened with extracts from various flowers and fruits, and were the culmination of cooperation between the Yamanaka, Akimichi, and Nara clans. The bones from the Akimichi's meals and restaurants were boiled to become the gelatin, the flowers the Yamanaka grew added the flavor, and spices and herbs from the Nara tempered it all. It was a symbol of their synergy, and a reminder that you would not and could not intrude on it.
Which you accepted, and understood when Inoichi had asked you to deliver a box to your mother after graduation. This did not stop you from purchasing edible flowers and flowers for tea from them. And the occasional box of those sweets.
The last group you visited was not a clan, at least not by birth. The Academy Teachers were as dear to you as any family, and deserved as much as anyone could give. You knew what terrors kids could be, you had just been one of those terrors. The tea you brought for them was not intended to ingratiate. It was field medicine for the mind and soul.
You chose a pure Mountain Tea for the teachers, in part because there were so many of them that something more distinct would be sure to irritate someone. Crisp, clean green leaves with more of a sparkling flavor than the common one they'd get for themselves. It was a bit pricier, but it was also suitable for many infusions. This little secret let you get through much of the staff without your pocket-book sobbing.
The snacks were whatever the teachers brought for themselves and whatever you had grabbed on your wanderings. They had joked that you were rushing to become a professor as soon as you graduated, and you'd dodged by saying that learning should not stop simply because school had come to an end.
The fact that you were no longer a student meant that they were more open about their gripes, and this in turn gave you insight into the village and the little pieces of politics that you would have to be aware of in the future. You also picked up tips and tricks here and there. Some on saving money, some on saving time.
Once you'd finished, it was time to head home again, and prepare for next week. The part of the rotation you most dreaded...
Okay, there's a detail here that I absolutely have to explain. Why are the Inuzuka clan related, albeit distantly, to Samurai? Because, they are! The Inuzuka clan are named after one of the eight "Dog Samurai" from Nansō Satomi Hakkenden. The main characters are all half brothers all descended from a dog spirit and the shogun's daughter. So uh... The Inuzuka are also descended from the Bastard Son of Samurai. Yeah.
The Nansō Satomi Hakkenden is one of those things that doesn't need explanation over there, every decade there's an adaptation or two of it. You can find a translation to English in progress if you look. You can also find an Anime Adaption, though I don't know if it's streaming anywhere(legally).
(Edited to clarify things a little)
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- Location
- Philippines
it would be funny if the reward for the squirrel quest would be a Summoning Contract
Thats news to me!
CKWYS by Katsuragi
chrisleech
The Finder of Things Left Behind
- Location
- Jacksonville, Florida
Could someone please explain this. I am very confused.