Practice toward the sword [Training/open]
Dec 23, 2015 3:02:26 GMT -7
Post by kimarin on Dec 23, 2015 3:02:26 GMT -7
Training:
Doton: Rikujou Douyou no Jutsu (Earth: Ground Shaking Technique)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user slams their hands against the ground as the user creates a miniature like earthquake in order to try and unbalance the enemy or opponents all around for a more of a deadly like attack.
Special: "Hand Seals"
Drawback: The user's hands must stay upon the ground at all time. When the user is capable of reaching "A" Class the knowledge of placing their hands onto the very ground becomes obsolete, and the user is capable of performing the technique without having their hands along the ground.
Description: As the user slams their hands against the ground, the user is capable of creating a miniature like earthquake along the ground. The ground rumbles lightly as the very earth moves in all directions in a ten-meter radius. Every time the user gains ranking in difficulty class the distance of the technique increases by ten meters.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release.
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The sun was high in the sky, almost sitting directly above Kimarin as he stood in the middle of the training ground. The area was somewhat scarce, only a few trees bordered it, neatly tucked away protruding from the mountain side that seemed to surround the grounds. In the center of the area were three rather large wood posts that have noticeably been used for kuni target practice, and the smell of steamed vegetables and beef filled the air. "Now I'm hungry." he thought looking in the direction of the restaurant that was seemingly close.
Kimarin quickly removed his sword that was tightly placed to his back and leaned it on one of the wood posts. Leaving his vest on was part of the training, the weight of the 6 kuni, and 60 shuriken in the pouches on his vest forced him to get used to it. His sword he will not always going to have, and he tends to carry it everywhere, adding or removing it didn't seem to faze him much anymore; yet he still enjoyed the little freedom of movement taking it off gave him.
"Its time." He thought. He walked about five yards from where he sat his sword and looked back toward it. "Lets see if I can move it by the end of the day." With that thought he began to focus his chakra to his hands. He knew that the idea was to perform the necessary handseals, place his hands to the ground, disperse his chakra throughout the area, and to create earthquake like vibrations. The handseals where preformed haphazardly, having to think of what specific ones from memory wasn't the best way to go about it, but at the moment he had no other choice. When he slammed his hands to the ground and forced his chakra outward he could only feel it go but a few inches. It made the ground soft to the touch, but it wasn't what he was going for. "Maybe a little more difficult than I thought." He said as he stood up again.
He was quick to try again. Putting his hands together and attempting another time for the handseals. He rehearsed them in his head, then began, still having to think hard about it threw his concentration off. When it came to hitting the ground all he could feel was the nice soft soil that he created the time before. "Maybe if I slowly slam my hands to the ground." He thought. "That way I can take my time, not use so much energy, and hopefully stop looking like a monkey." He smiled as he stood again.
This time the seals where done without too much of a hassle. Taking his time helped, before, he noticed, he was rushing and trying to hit the ground. Smooth thoughts made the transition from the seals, to the ground much easier. His hands touching the soil gave him the ability to push his chakra to almost three feet around him, but no tremor was felt yet. "Maybe when I can get my chakra further out, it will make the vibrations come easier." He thought as he knelt there. His hands still on the ground he practiced pushing his chakra through the area. He could feel as his hand became warm and pulsate with blood. The focusing of mind, like waves from the ocean, his chakra slowly pushed out as if water against sand. Soon he could almost feel the area around him. It was at least five feet, and a few inches every time he tried to get farther.
Kimarin's knees cracked as he stood. Sweat began to bead on his forehead and face, one drop even made its way down his cheek and over his tattoo. He whipped his brow and looked to the sun. Only a an hour or so passed and he can already feel the lose of chakra. This wasn't about to stop him. He placed his hands together for another attempt.
His hands moved faster, and more precise this time. The thought that he might be getting this down flickered in his mind, trying not to focus on it. He dropped down and placed his hand to the ground, thinking of the ocean, "my chakra is a wave" He thought as it moved out from his body with ease. Pushing seven feet and a few inches, and finally the ground shook. It was only a moment, maybe three or four seconds, but he was making progress non the less.
A smile appeared on his face. Sweat was still there, but he was starting to like it, a sign of hard work. "Lets see if I can get it this time." He thought placing his hands together once more. Preforming the necessary handseals, then quickly, but not rushing, went to a knee and forced his hands to the ground. His chakra flowed even smoother than before, almost not even having to think about it, it was about ten to fifteen feet out, and the tremor lasted for a good twenty seconds. "Now to just get better at spreading my chakra across the ground. Thirty feet should be a good distance."
By this time he noticed that his sword still hasn't moved. The Hilt was leaning neatly against the post, almost mocking him. He smiled, as the thoughts of achievement rang in his head. The handseals were easy now, they still had room for improvement, but have come a long way. His hands touched the ground and suddenly the earth began to shake underneath him. His chakra was at an easy twenty feet, twenty five feet out and the ground quaked for thirty seconds. Kimarin's eyes were glued to the sword hilt. He seen it move, but not yet enough to shake up off the post.
"One more time should do it." He said, then began again. Handseals, kneeling, forcing palms, pushing chakra. His hands moved all together, as if the fingers were dancing. His now dirty palms touched to ground and it shook tremendously in a ten meter diameter around Kimarin. The sword hilt bounced and banged against the hard wood post, then finally hitting the now soft ground beneath it, almost creating a puff of smoke as it landed.
"About that time now isn't it." He thought. The sun was getting to the point of dinner time. Knowing that Ikimari was waiting for him back at his friends house. Something about "one on one dog time". Whatever that meant. He never seemed to complain about not having dog friends to Kimarin. But non the less it was time to go. He stood up and walked over to his sword. The ground made little puffs of dust as he walked, the constant chakra flow made a noticeable effect. He grabbed his sword by the handle and placed the sheath on his shoulder and began to walk away. "Maybe I'll pick up some food on the way back..." He thought.
Doton: Rikujou Douyou no Jutsu (Earth: Ground Shaking Technique)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user slams their hands against the ground as the user creates a miniature like earthquake in order to try and unbalance the enemy or opponents all around for a more of a deadly like attack.
Special: "Hand Seals"
Drawback: The user's hands must stay upon the ground at all time. When the user is capable of reaching "A" Class the knowledge of placing their hands onto the very ground becomes obsolete, and the user is capable of performing the technique without having their hands along the ground.
Description: As the user slams their hands against the ground, the user is capable of creating a miniature like earthquake along the ground. The ground rumbles lightly as the very earth moves in all directions in a ten-meter radius. Every time the user gains ranking in difficulty class the distance of the technique increases by ten meters.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release.
____________________________________________________
0/10
The sun was high in the sky, almost sitting directly above Kimarin as he stood in the middle of the training ground. The area was somewhat scarce, only a few trees bordered it, neatly tucked away protruding from the mountain side that seemed to surround the grounds. In the center of the area were three rather large wood posts that have noticeably been used for kuni target practice, and the smell of steamed vegetables and beef filled the air. "Now I'm hungry." he thought looking in the direction of the restaurant that was seemingly close.
Kimarin quickly removed his sword that was tightly placed to his back and leaned it on one of the wood posts. Leaving his vest on was part of the training, the weight of the 6 kuni, and 60 shuriken in the pouches on his vest forced him to get used to it. His sword he will not always going to have, and he tends to carry it everywhere, adding or removing it didn't seem to faze him much anymore; yet he still enjoyed the little freedom of movement taking it off gave him.
"Its time." He thought. He walked about five yards from where he sat his sword and looked back toward it. "Lets see if I can move it by the end of the day." With that thought he began to focus his chakra to his hands. He knew that the idea was to perform the necessary handseals, place his hands to the ground, disperse his chakra throughout the area, and to create earthquake like vibrations. The handseals where preformed haphazardly, having to think of what specific ones from memory wasn't the best way to go about it, but at the moment he had no other choice. When he slammed his hands to the ground and forced his chakra outward he could only feel it go but a few inches. It made the ground soft to the touch, but it wasn't what he was going for. "Maybe a little more difficult than I thought." He said as he stood up again.
He was quick to try again. Putting his hands together and attempting another time for the handseals. He rehearsed them in his head, then began, still having to think hard about it threw his concentration off. When it came to hitting the ground all he could feel was the nice soft soil that he created the time before. "Maybe if I slowly slam my hands to the ground." He thought. "That way I can take my time, not use so much energy, and hopefully stop looking like a monkey." He smiled as he stood again.
This time the seals where done without too much of a hassle. Taking his time helped, before, he noticed, he was rushing and trying to hit the ground. Smooth thoughts made the transition from the seals, to the ground much easier. His hands touching the soil gave him the ability to push his chakra to almost three feet around him, but no tremor was felt yet. "Maybe when I can get my chakra further out, it will make the vibrations come easier." He thought as he knelt there. His hands still on the ground he practiced pushing his chakra through the area. He could feel as his hand became warm and pulsate with blood. The focusing of mind, like waves from the ocean, his chakra slowly pushed out as if water against sand. Soon he could almost feel the area around him. It was at least five feet, and a few inches every time he tried to get farther.
Kimarin's knees cracked as he stood. Sweat began to bead on his forehead and face, one drop even made its way down his cheek and over his tattoo. He whipped his brow and looked to the sun. Only a an hour or so passed and he can already feel the lose of chakra. This wasn't about to stop him. He placed his hands together for another attempt.
His hands moved faster, and more precise this time. The thought that he might be getting this down flickered in his mind, trying not to focus on it. He dropped down and placed his hand to the ground, thinking of the ocean, "my chakra is a wave" He thought as it moved out from his body with ease. Pushing seven feet and a few inches, and finally the ground shook. It was only a moment, maybe three or four seconds, but he was making progress non the less.
A smile appeared on his face. Sweat was still there, but he was starting to like it, a sign of hard work. "Lets see if I can get it this time." He thought placing his hands together once more. Preforming the necessary handseals, then quickly, but not rushing, went to a knee and forced his hands to the ground. His chakra flowed even smoother than before, almost not even having to think about it, it was about ten to fifteen feet out, and the tremor lasted for a good twenty seconds. "Now to just get better at spreading my chakra across the ground. Thirty feet should be a good distance."
By this time he noticed that his sword still hasn't moved. The Hilt was leaning neatly against the post, almost mocking him. He smiled, as the thoughts of achievement rang in his head. The handseals were easy now, they still had room for improvement, but have come a long way. His hands touched the ground and suddenly the earth began to shake underneath him. His chakra was at an easy twenty feet, twenty five feet out and the ground quaked for thirty seconds. Kimarin's eyes were glued to the sword hilt. He seen it move, but not yet enough to shake up off the post.
"One more time should do it." He said, then began again. Handseals, kneeling, forcing palms, pushing chakra. His hands moved all together, as if the fingers were dancing. His now dirty palms touched to ground and it shook tremendously in a ten meter diameter around Kimarin. The sword hilt bounced and banged against the hard wood post, then finally hitting the now soft ground beneath it, almost creating a puff of smoke as it landed.
"About that time now isn't it." He thought. The sun was getting to the point of dinner time. Knowing that Ikimari was waiting for him back at his friends house. Something about "one on one dog time". Whatever that meant. He never seemed to complain about not having dog friends to Kimarin. But non the less it was time to go. He stood up and walked over to his sword. The ground made little puffs of dust as he walked, the constant chakra flow made a noticeable effect. He grabbed his sword by the handle and placed the sheath on his shoulder and began to walk away. "Maybe I'll pick up some food on the way back..." He thought.