manipulating darkness [training | private]
Oct 2, 2017 9:37:20 GMT -7
Post by neko bo beko on Oct 2, 2017 9:37:20 GMT -7
Control Shadow
Rank: "D"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to control existing shadows like puppets.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects anyone who sees a shadow the user targets that is Large or smaller. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 7 meters plus 6 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts as long as the user Concentrates. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. User cannot change their innate shape, but can increase or decrease it's size by 50%, cause them to appear menacing (or timid), or anything else the user can imagine. The user cannot cause them to leave their flat surface, or move away from their object or person, or harm anyone in any way.
Limit: Must know the Shadow Perception.[ 00 || 10 ]Night time, of course, seemed like the best time to make the shadows dance. So standing in the foyer of her grandparent's home, Harue weaves the necessary handseals, tempting the shadows casted around her to move. As she struggles to make a shadow conform to her expectations, she considers how something like this is possible — how a simple movement of her two hands, the simple direction of little chakra, could possibly shape the shadows against the wall. In all honesty, as an oblong rectangular shadow quivers under her command, she has no idea how this works. One of the many mysteries she has yet to unfold for herself. Her GenJutsu endowment must be the source of this being possible, perhaps one not quite as attuned to their manipulative side could play with the shadows. The thought drives her wild with determination to understand the shadows and her connection to them.
Surrounded by the darkness, only beams of moonlight filtering in through the windows, Harue continues her practice. Each time she attempts to control the shadows, another string of handseals inevitably strung, she finds that her hold grows stronger and stronger. While at first the shapes of opaque black only trembled or swayed, she slowly stretches them and molds them. Though, as hard as she tried, she could not change a square shadow into a circle one, could not make a circle shadow into a square one. But this was only a single boundary, a hurdle unbudging. The hurdles before it were easily overcome. Shortly in time, Harue found that the connection between the shadows and her was strong in itself, only had to find the strength already there. Perhaps understanding it would unlock it fully, or maybe understanding it would come after reaching its full potential.
Focusing now on her own shadow, Harue positions her back to an open window. Her shadow is long in the moonlight, catching every one of her movements in a muted reflection. On the floor, her shadow mimics her woven handseals, resumes a stance, then differs as she pleases. It grows long and it grows a heavy breath of its own. Carefully she paints the devil upon the floor under her, the only thing keeping it remotely apart of her being that it stems from her feet. It is satisfying to see the beast under her following her as she steps forward and back. She makes the shadow dance, moving her hips and arms; with a bit of creativity, the dancing shadow becomes a cackling monster. Harue, airy and light, giggles. "It's like a shadow puppet!"