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- Europe
They also have now brainwashed young Condors who want to prove their loyalty and possible reinforcement from the Leopards.
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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
They also have now brainwashed young Condors who want to prove their loyalty and possible reinforcement from the Leopards.
Emstar
The Shining One
- Location
- Trapped in an extradimensional rift.
- Pronouns
- She/They
Does that help much?
If their civvies are similar to Pandaa, then what good are they in a fight? Unless Pandaa is a slacker amongst slackers or something.
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- Yes.
Yup, basically vassalage to hold conquered territory and ensure the bulk of the Pangolin army is able to continue fighting.
It implies that any civilian is a potential military asset and that they can just stick them in 'safer' territory doing dreg work with minimal supervision while the trained veterans do the conquering.
Stupid thought: Jiraiya's internal monologue back when he broke OPSEC on nature chakra says that he expects an arms race for summoners may well begin, and that war may result from that. If Pangolins take over the Seventh Path would that help to prevent the war xor would or would everyone team up on Leaf? XOR would the surviving scrolls (with non-conquered Summons) be fought over and lead to war?
Chapter 237: Kurosawa Hazō and the Quest for the Holy Grail
- Location
- UK
- Pronouns
- He/Him
As far as Hazō was concerned, nothing was going to top this morning's show, and he suspected that the announcer knew it, from the faint concealed note of desperation in the man's voice.
"To my left, we have Minawa Ichirō. Inheritor of the Inner Fire! Master support specialist whose mere touch turns men into titans! This young prodigy has more B-rank missions under his belt than a special jōnin, and I don't know what he's even doing here at the Chūnin Exam!
"But there's more to this fight than numbers. Folks, it took half a dozen judges to hold back his fury after he saw what happened to his team leader earlier today... but now we can finally let him off the leash! Hot Springs, prepare to foot the bill for rebuilding the arena, because his revenge is going to tear it apart!"
Minawa, a tall, pale ninja in white and green, gave Akimichi a confident smirk.
"To my right, we have Akimichi Chōji. Inheritor of the Will of Fire! Master taijutsu specialist whose mere touch turns men into powder! Frontliner of the Ino-Shika-Chō, the ninja combo that's shaken the continent generation after generation! We're about to witness a legend come to life… to deliver an ass-kicking on a historic scale!"
The judge grinned as the crowd roared.
"So, boys, any last words before the bloodshed begins?"
"Oh, I have some words for this waste of space," Minawa sneered. "I admit, I was a little nervous when they told me I'd be facing off against Ino-Shika-Chō. Would it be the genius? The girl with the freaky psychic ninjutsu? Oh, if only!
"Instead, I get the meat shield. The dumb muscle. The guy who stands in front and takes all the punches while his team do the planning and the winning. If I didn't know the brackets were preset, I'd think this was a deliberate insult!
"Aw, but I'm sorry, Akimichi. That was rude of me. You make such big sacrifices for the team. All that fat you have to build up to cushion blows because you're not good enough to dodge. How do you even fit through doorways? And how do the Akimichi manage to breed like rabbits when any sane woman would run for the hills when she saw the walking whale?"
"Stop!" Akimichi held up his hand.
Minawa gave a smug grin.
"No, really, stop."
Minawa's grin turned a little less confident at Akimichi's disapproving tone.
"I'm sorry, I can't listen to this anymore. You just don't know how to do proper mockery. Do you think you're the first to throw those insults at my clan? Or even the thousandth?"
Akimichi shook his head in disappointment. "If you're going to do this, at least do it properly."
He looked up at the audience. "Hey, you guys up there, can you answer me this one? What's the difference between an Akimichi and a Multiple Earth Wall?"
The audience stared, uncertain where this was going.
"The Multiple Earth Wall doesn't have an upkeep cost!"
Laughter.
"Tough crowd. All right, what's another difference between an Akimichi and a Multiple Earth Wall?
"A Multiple Earth Wall has uses out of combat!"
A louder burst of laughter, now with civilians joining in.
To Hazō's side, Noburi's lips were stretching in the most alarming smile. To his other side, he couldn't see Keiko's expression from behind the facepalm.
"Now you're with me—let's keep going. What's an Akimichi's role at Ino-Shika-Chō strategy meetings?"
After a second, Chōji stooped over, his arms hanging in front of him and his jaw slack.
"Duur, what's a strategy meeting?
"You heard it here first! But I'm not going to beat a dead horse, not when I can cook it. Everyone knows the Akimichi are fat, but have you ever wondered just how fat we are? No? Well, you get to find out anyway.
"See, my mum's so fat they were going to make her a new hidden village—the Village Hidden as the Mountain!"
The audience roared. Hazō thought the joke was only moderately funny, but Akimichi had got the crowd in the right mood, exploiting their excitement, and right now they'd probably laugh at anything. The contempt in Minawa's eyes was slowly turning into murderous rage as everyone in the arena forgot he existed.
"Oh, it gets worse! My mum's so fat, last time she jumped she made the Kanashii Ocean crater!
"What's that? The crater's always been there? Well, so has my mum, and she's never stopped eating. Where do you think the other continents went?"
The audience roared again. There was some applause.
"Oops, is that her in the audience? I mean under the audience? Guess I'd better move on fast!
"Now there's one more type of Akimichi joke we haven't covered yet, and that's the overcompensation joke. So tell me, ladies and gentlemen, how does an Akimichi prove he's male?
"He uses the Partial Double-Size—"
"WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!"
Minawa's scream interrupted Akimichi before he could finish the joke.
Akimichi turned and looked past Minawa, at the far side of the arena.
"You win, Ino!" he bellowed. "I'll buy you that new barrette when we get home!"
He looked back down.
"Sorry, we had this bet over whether you'd snap before or after my second overcompensation joke. But she's the one who wrote the psych profile, so…"
Minawa frowned.
"See, here's the thing, Minawa," Akimichi said more seriously. "Having a narrow specialization means everyone else gets to specialise too.
"You long to be taken seriously, and that means being ignored in favour of low-brow humour hits you twice over. You get taken along on B-rank missions so better ninja can use you as a chakra battery or whatever it is Inner Fire does, but to them you're just some random kid who happens to be useful. Then you come back from all those missions and find that your team's learned to work without you, and you're stuck outside the group dynamic. You don't have the raw confidence to be on your own, so you end up feeling like you don't exist. You need validation. You're good-looking, so girls let you chat them up, but then you put them off by acting too needy, like you did with that Sand girl back in the barracks during the events."
Minawa's hands were in fists. The judge was giving him an emphatic "not until you're in the quarry" look.
"That's all Ino. She's got everything she noted back during the main part of the Exam, plus a few helpful little tidbits from our friends visiting Hot Springs, and somehow she puts that together into a perfect personality profile. Want to guess what else I know about you?
"But it gets better, because we have data about your abilities as well—and we have Shikamaru to put the two together. Your Plan A is to start by Substituting with one of those logs to enter the arena, then open up space. With your chakra reserves and the bushy terrain there, you're probably going to use a Fire ninjutsu to set the area on fire so that when I come down I get burned up before I can even do anything.
"After that, it's a simple game of strike and retreat, strike and retreat. You're bound to be better at resisting fire than I am, and at taking advantage of the environmental effects, so you can keep using that technique until everything's aflame and I'm taking damage no matter what I do. I'll catch you eventually, but by then I'll be pretty beaten up, and as a support type you must have a decent defensive technique—Flame Aura, maybe—for when you need to buy time for your allies to bail you out. Doesn't have to be that strong, because you'll win as long as you can make it a war of attrition.
"Obviously, now I've told you that, you'll do something else, and I'll have different response patterns to use. Or you'll double-bluff me. Or you'll just throw your game plan out the window so I can't predict you. Shikamaru's worked out patterns for every scenario you can imagine, and after all these years of knowing him, I can memorise like a pro.
"But enough talking, Minawa. Time for you to take on Ino-Shika-Chō. Think you can out-manipulate the Yamanaka, outsmart the Nara and outfight the Akimichi all at once?"
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What happened next could barely be called a battle. Akimichi used the Double Size Technique to turn into an unstoppable juggernaut, ignoring obstacles as he strode towards Minawa. Minawa, flailing in panic, threw a series of Madara's Minute Meteors to slow him down before turning to run for the lake. At which point, instead of dismissing his technique so he could dodge, Akimichi broke into an earthshaking run, slapped away the meteors with his metal bracers, and grabbed Minawa before he reached the water.
Then he simply threw him out of the quarry.
"What does an Akimichi call an enemy who isn't good at running?" Akimichi's booming voice needed no amplification.
"Lunch!"
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"Nice going, kid!" If Jiraiya's grin was any wider, it could have bridged the gap between Fire and Water, no ships necessary. "An epic beatdown that leaves the other guy just on the right edge of disqualification-level agony? An utterly crazy strategy that works like a charm? I don't know how I feel about that becoming the Gōketsu signature move, but it was certainly memorable. Oh, and the explosive taunts? You played those beautifully. I'm using the idea in my next novel."
"Thank you so much for your help, sir," Hazō said. "Your tips were a big part of what made it work. All he could do was stand there and take everything I had to throw at him."
Jiraiya's expression fell. "Yeah. About that. Hazō, what are the two holy grails of shinobi warfare?"
"Flight and armour," Hazō said promptly. True flight could not be accomplished by ninjutsu or sealing; generations of sealmasters and technique hackers had tried and failed. Even Hazō could only cheat—which admittedly was what ninja were supposed to do. As for armour… armour ninjutsu did exist, but it was very rare, and guarded more closely than a dragon's treasure by the elite few who possessed it. Hazō's ability to facetank twin explosive tags demonstrated why.
Hazō's ability to facetank twin explosive tags… Ah, crap.
Jiraiya nodded at the expression on Hazō's face. "You just showed the entire world that you know a powerful armour technique even a genin can use. That shouldn't be possible."
Hazō felt a chill. "So what does this mean?"
"Nothing good. Be prepared for damage control when people ask how you pulled that off, which they will. Tell them Kotsuzui's memory was messed up by concussion. Tell them it was an attack technique that doesn't hurt the caster, and only seems like explosive tags going off. Tell them anything. In theory, the mist should have covered the worst of it, but who knows how many sensory specs there were in the audience?"
"Is this… is this serious, sir?"
"I don't know yet. I'll need to watch how the other Kage are acting. See if ANBU can pick up any suspicious movements. For now, watch who comes up to you. What questions they ask. Maintain OPSEC like you've never maintained it before, and check in with ANBU before you go anywhere. I'll make sure we have people within reach at all times, but I'm concerned that having you march around with a personal guard when you didn't have one before will be like screaming ''Yes, something important just happened' from the rooftops."
Jiraiya smiled again.
"But while you're maintaining strict OPSEC, celebrate. That was a damn good victory, and you should act like you just won a damn good victory. I know I'll be rubbing it in Ren's face how today my stepson and his Leaf friend wiped the floor with her Hot Springs allies."
That brought a smile to Hazō's face as well. That battle had taken everything he had: his ninjutsu skills, his courage and determination, his unique creative genius… it was almost a shame that most of it had been concealed by bloody mist. Maybe it was time to apply all of that hard-earned strength to an even greater challenge.
"I had another question, sir. What do you know about Mori Ami?"
Jiraiya grunted. "More than I'd like and less than I need to. The girl drives me mad."
"Mad how?"
"She's worse than That Woman," Jiraiya said. "She says all the right things, and makes all the right expressions, only she doesn't have the Iron Nerve and I still have no idea what her agenda is. I pray to the Will of Fire that she won't be Mizukage one day.
"What can I tell you? My instincts tell me she's manipulative as all hell, but she didn't try to manipulate me, at least not directly, so she's got survival instincts too. That or she's subtle enough that I missed it, and I've known Mari long enough to take nothing for granted. Girl's certainly slippery like a fish.
"You know what's worse? She's nothing like Keiko. I mean that. I still half-wonder if one of them was adopted. Even if it's a façade, she's warm and open and a smooth conversationalist, and she's confident enough for a one-on-one with a Kage who's pissed with her for hurting his daughter and trying to get valuable political information out of her at the same time. Also, either she thinks on her feet or she's crazy prepared. Knowing the Frozen Skein, I guess it's the latter, though nobody should be prepared for the damn Hokage turning up on their doorstep in the night.
"And she's nice. Nice and friendly and polite and there are times when you just want to put your hands around her neck and choke her and you can't pin down a reason why. And you probably shouldn't choke her because she's playing politics at the Kage level and has blackmail material on you and may or may not be representing a mystery third faction that will destabilise Mist if she dies. And when you try to negotiate with her one-on-one, she dances around the questions and acts like you have to earn her trust when she's just some upstart young jōnin who doesn't even have her clan's formal backing. I was promised a ninja without initiative!
"Ugh." Jiraiya shuddered. "If I never hear the name 'Mori Ami' again, it'll be too soon."
That… didn't exactly encourage Hazō in his self-inflicted quest to reconcile the two siblings. It certainly didn't encourage him to seek Jiraiya's advice on how to bring Ami further into their lives.
"Wait." He stopped despite Jiraiya's indication that it was time for him to go. "Blackmail material?!"
"Which you're about a thousand OPSEC ranks from hearing about. Now, was there anything else?"
-o-
"Congratulations, Hazō," Keiko said, hands cupped around her mug so that the hot chocolate would warm them up. "That was quite exceptional. However, should you seek to perform a successful suicide attempt, please consult me first. It is a topic on which I have a wealth of knowledge."
Her first ever words to him had been instructions for effective suicide. This was either nostalgic or terrifying.
"That isn't funny, Keiko."
"Apologies." Keiko studied the depths of her hot chocolate. "I assumed you would still be exhausted from your battle, and I wished to set a positive tone for the interaction. I was impressed by the originality of your tactics, though I am somewhat concerned by such public use of pangolin ninjutsu. Extensive human knowledge of summons' abilities is disadvantageous to them, more so if summoners convey the details to their enemies."
Hazō thought back to Jiraiya's words. "Jiraiya was more worried about the implications of people seeing that a genin had armour ninjutsu strong enough to withstand multiple explosions at melee range."
Keiko took a second to process this, then set the chocolate down on the table carefully. "If I may return to the topic of suicide…"
"Keiko..."
"How did I not see this?" she exclaimed with an edge of hysteria. "It is my duty to anticipate your errors and mitigate the damage. I should have made the connection, and provided the warning, when you first learned the techniques. I should have been able to predict that sooner or later you would stack the two techniques to publicly perform some otherwise impossible feat of resilience! For goodness' sake, you are Kagome's apprentice—an almost literal ticking time bomb!"
"It—it wasn't your fault, Keiko! This is a unique combination of circumstances nobody could have predicted! Heck, maybe the mist took a few seconds to dissipate and nobody saw anything and Kotsuzui was too stunned to properly remember what happened!"
"Yes," Keiko said bitterly, "that mythical beast known as the best-case scenario. What did Jiraiya say?"
"He said he didn't know how serious it was yet, but I should be on maximum damage control and not go anywhere without checking in with ANBU."
"He is being foolishly optimistic," Keiko said. "Genin-usable armour ninjutsu in a world where combat may be decided in one or two blows? Friendly powers will be racing to outbid each other to purchase the secret. Hostile ones will be moving pieces into place to abduct you, and perhaps other Leaf shinobi who may have received the same training. Has Leaf trained all of its shinobi in this technique? Does it intend to? Is a pre-emptive military strike the only way to ensure one's safety? I cannot say. Can you?"
"I think you're overreacting, Keiko. What I did was impressive, but hardly a game-changer. I imagine a jōnin could punch through that without blinking, or just use a technique that wasn't about direct damage, like genjutsu. Besides, it's not like Jiraiya hasn't already thought through the implications of military game-changers and chosen his policies accordingly."
"Perhaps," Keiko said slowly. "Insofar as Jiraiya has more experience of such situations, and insofar as it is not in his interests to have you kidnapped and tortured to death so that his enemies—unbound by summon secrecy agreements—may have access to rare ninjutsu, I should abide by his judgement in this situation. However, Hazō, please be careful. People sometimes act without considering the consequences"—she gave him a pointed look—"and even if abducting and torturing you truly is an irrational and self-destructive decision, that is no guarantee that some incompetent agent will not now do so anyway."
"So," Hazō smiled, "positive tone for the interaction, huh?"
"I work with what I have."
"Unfortunately," Hazō said, "what you have is me. Speaking of which, what are your thoughts on the match? Is it something you're willing to talk about?"
"What is there to say?" Keiko shrugged. "Am I not to be another stepping stone in your ascension?"
That brought him up short. "Why would you say that?"
"Of the two of us, you most certainly earned your victory. You were even able to do so without relying on your trademark sealing arsenal. Whereas I proved once again that I am nothing without my summons. It may be politically expedient for me to demonstrate the power granted to me by my summoning contract, but in a choice between the two of us, it is abundantly clear which one deserves to be chūnin."
"That's not true," Hazō said. "None of the pangolins are strategists. Well, most of them aren't strategists. The point is, you're the one who decides when and how to use them. They're pieces on a shogi board. They're tools, just like everything else."
"You sound like Yagura."
"Well, maybe he was right!"
Keiko, who'd just taken a sip of her hot chocolate, struggled not to choke on it.
"I don't mean his political philosophy or his beliefs on hair styling. I mean that when you're figuring out how to win, you have to ignore the details and figure out how to use what you've got for that one purpose. In combat, the pangolins are tools. Big and scary tools, but still. Seals are tools. Your own body is a tool. Believe me, I know all about that. And you're a logistician—you should understand this!"
For a moment, he thought she was getting through to her. Then she shook her head.
"So I win because I have access to superior tools. What does this change? What achievement is skilled use of a sword when your opponent wields a kunai?"
"Why does it have to be an achievement? If your enemy isn't strong enough to put up a good fight, that's their problem, not yours, just like it was in the Fifth Event. If you're a kenjutsu user, you're a kenjutsu user, no matter whether your opponent has a daikatana or a kitchen knife. If you're a summoner, you're a summoner, and it's not your fault that the rules say you should win."
"Not my fault that the rules say I should win," Keiko repeated as if trying the words out.
"With the proper application of resources," she said, "victory becomes inevitable. The challenge, then, is in choosing the right victory."
"Is that a quote?"
"Mori Ryūgamine, consort of clan head Biwako. I was too young to remember details, but he used to visit my sister when she was in her early years and seek to offer insight at a level she was capable of comprehending. His visits ceased eventually as he lost interest in her, but she still remembers those times fondly. He never spoke to me, of course.
"As I myself am a profoundly flawed resource, my victory remains far from inevitable. However, even if our success as a clan would be equally well-served by my defeat, it would be unnatural for me to refuse to apply my powers of planning and coordination for whatever reason. It would represent the surrender of one of my core principles.
"The victory I must choose, therefore, lies not in conquest of the Chūnin Exam tournament, but in maximally efficient use of the resources I possess—which, if properly applied, should as a byproduct result in your defeat."
"In conclusion…?" Hazō asked.
"I accept your argument and will endeavour to obliterate you appropriately."
Wonderful.
"Moving right along, I was wondering if you'd be interested in an exhibition match, like that Sand one, to show off the skills we can't use in normal competition."
"To what end?"
"To impress the other ninja with the skill and power of Team Uplift, of course. I can hear my seals begging me to be used."
"We have done quite enough demonstrating of our true abilities for now," Keiko said pointedly. "I believe our reputations as summoner and sealmaster are sufficient at this moment, and would best be served in displays of adaptability as we crush our opponents, present company gleefully anticipated."
Hazō sighed. "Your call. What about pre-battle trash talk? I obviously don't want to actually hurt your feelings, and I'm hoping you don't want to hurt mine. How about one of my classic Uplift speeches? That's another thing I haven't done for a while, and I can feel it starting to gnaw at me."
"Note to self: fall at Yamanaka Neira's feet and beg for help at the nearest opportunity. Failing that, consider hiring a civilian onmyoji to perform an exorcism."
"Thank you, Keiko."
"More relevantly—I hope—is it not the purpose of pre-battle proctor banter to raise the audience's tension and bloodlust? This would seem contradictory to the positive message of an Uplift speech."
"Good point. Can you think of a way to fix that? Now I think about it, I really want to do an Uplift speech in front of thousands of people. Just think of what I could accomplish!"
Keiko went very still for a few seconds, her hands in what Hazō was startled to recognise as a familiar Nara position.
"I believe verbal sparring would suit our respective proclivities best. You can represent optimism and hope, while I will be the voice of cynicism seeking to drag you back into this vale of tears after each section. Properly performed, it could engage the audience much more effectively than a simple speech, and it would be far more enjoyable—at least, for me."
Hazō had an uncomfortable vision of Keiko slaughtering him verbally as an appetiser before slaughtering him physically. On the other hand, his Uplift vision would only come across more vividly if he could publicly defeat her, and that victory might be seen as an affirmation of the strength of the Uplift ideals…
"Let's do it. You have the pangolins, but I have the power."
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You have received 2 XP and 0 FP.
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Jiraiya thinks that trapping the arena would definitely be considered cheating if you're doing it. He'll see what he can do with the other Kage.
He sees no problem with stringing ninja wire through the edge of a seal, as long as you're very careful and the seal's close enough to standard size. However, you cannot channel chakra through the ninja wire to infuse or activate seals remotely.
-o-
You have made more explosives.
-o-
I didn't have time to write a conversation with Noburi. Tomorrow may or may not be horrible, but I'll see what I can do.
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What do you do?
Voting ends on Saturday 5th of January, 9 a.m. New York Time.
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- Potato land
Let me put this differently. To me, this idea runs against the spirit of this quest. One of the most satisfying things about MfD is how the players are able to apply their collective intelligence and knowledge to solve very difficult in-universe problems. Hazou as a character isn't exceptionally talented, smart, socially graceful (heh) or powerful. But he has us, and so he's now participating in the Chuunin Exam tournament as a prince of Leaf and Jiraiya's adopted son, after starting his journey as a doomed missing-nin three years ago. We made this happen. And asking the QMs to please pretend that a difficult problem is solved, in the understanding that neither we nor they know the solution, or even that a solution is possible, feels like a betrayal of all that success. Might as well abandon the systems and simulation and just let @eaglejarl and @Velorien write what they want - it'd still be an amazing story, probably better than it is without us screwing things up.
I'm not actually trying to make an argument here so much as explain how I feel. And how I feel is that I'd stop participating in the quest if this came to pass.
Emstar
The Shining One
- Location
- Trapped in an extradimensional rift.
- Pronouns
- She/They
TOUMA: He what now?
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- NY
Unfortunate. Can we bluff that it was actually a seal and we're bluffing that it was armor jutsu to avoid a DQ?
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- Europe
If Shikamaru beats the Mist nin we should "thank" Mist for hosting the near-exlusive Leaf chunnin exams this year, very nice of them.
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- NY
"I write them down so I remember them. On sea-I mean high quality paper. Gotta be able to read them clearly so there's no failures."
Emstar
The Shining One
- Location
- Trapped in an extradimensional rift.
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- She/They
HAZOU: Psh. More seriously though.
*pulls out a thin battered piece of metal plating*
HAZOU: I was wearing some of these underneath my clothes. Got some custom made beforehand, but now they're all shot to shit. Why do you think I was too slow to dodge those Blood Bullets? You think I'm always that slow? Psh. I train with Might Gai.
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- USA
Y'know, I'm thinking that the judges might be more inclined to DQ Keiko than DQ us for prepping the arena, because she definitely seems like the shoe-in for tournament victor.
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- Potato land
Man, we can't even say it was a directional explosive tag, because that's something Kagome can actually make. What a bummer.
Sooo, I don't know about anyone else, but my reading of this section is that @Velorien really wants us to meet Ami.
Pity Jiraiya didn't mention his suspicion about Ami cutting off Keiko to protect her from the Mori, that would've been really useful for Hazou to know IC.
Sooo, I don't know about anyone else, but my reading of this section is that @Velorien really wants us to meet Ami.
Pity Jiraiya didn't mention his suspicion about Ami cutting off Keiko to protect her from the Mori, that would've been really useful for Hazou to know IC.
Dissonance
Luna's Luna
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- Ginnungagap.
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- S/H/T
Chōji's lines were great. I can't wait to see the rest of the I-S-C fights - they're a terrifying force.
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- NY
REN: *furiously researches after action reports containing information on the Sharingan's capabilities*
HAZOU: ...but this isn't even my good armour jutsu?
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- USA
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- He/Him
It's an automatic hit if he remains in the vicinity instead of jumping away and diving behind cover.
Nothing aside from what's been shown when he was present.
Modified, thanks.
Note that most ninja promote to chūnin after 6 years. Of course, the ones who go to the Exams are the best of the best, so they skew younger. Still, Hazō is here well ahead of most of his peers.
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- Europe
Hazou still knows what Mari said here:
He could just go with her intuition.
Yes.
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I just want to say, to everyone wanting Hazou to have less points in Deceit.
This is why we put points in Deceit.
This is why we put points in Deceit.
Emstar
The Shining One
- Location
- Trapped in an extradimensional rift.
- Pronouns
- She/They
But seriously now that I think about it...
Pinning this as "Kurosawa Clan Secret Technique Iron Nerve Bullshit" would be much better.
It implies that going after us for it will not only get Leaf on your ass, but Mist too. Besides the utter futility of it, of course, since Bloodline Nonsense.
Mist might deny this of course, only reaffirminng its validity. Likewise if they dont say anything about it, its as good as confirmed as well.
Should've tried a bit harder to keep us out of the poor house our whole childhood, ya bastards!
Pinning this as "Kurosawa Clan Secret Technique Iron Nerve Bullshit" would be much better.
It implies that going after us for it will not only get Leaf on your ass, but Mist too. Besides the utter futility of it, of course, since Bloodline Nonsense.
Mist might deny this of course, only reaffirminng its validity. Likewise if they dont say anything about it, its as good as confirmed as well.
Should've tried a bit harder to keep us out of the poor house our whole childhood, ya bastards!
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