A Scattered Dream That's Like a Far-Off Memeory, (EPIC | P)
Mar 2, 2018 5:45:54 GMT -7
Post by Skulking Shinzu on Mar 2, 2018 5:45:54 GMT -7
Tenfuin: Stage One (5 TP per post)
Rank: "B" Rank
Skill: FuinJutsu
Effect: Increases physical speed, power, and endurance. Increases the user's chakra level.
Special: Channeling a small amount of chakra into the seal.
Drawback: Drains chakra at a rate of 3% per turn, meaning that this ability, on top of using chakra to fight, can quickly tire the user out.
Description: Stage One increases the user's physical strength, speed, and endurance by a large amount. They become much more capable of fighting hand to hand, as their body responds more quickly than most forms of training can produce. Their strikes become strengthened twofold, their muscles suddenly capable of performing at higher rates than normal. Beyond that, they are capable of fighting for much more extended periods, as their body seems to thrive off of the battle. Even beyond all of the physical attributes gained by the Seal, the user's chakra level will increase a substantial amount, allowing them the ability to perform jutsu as if they were one Difficulty Class above their current level (please note, this does not mean that they can use this ability to learn jutsu faster or to learn jutsu that their rank does not allow them to learn, but rather allows them the ability to perform more jutsu for less of a cost). When the Tenfuin Stage One is gained, it takes three IC turns to spread the seal all the way across the body. After the First round they will reach times .03 (3%) times their movements. After the Second Round they will reach times .06 (6%) times thier movements. After the Third Round theu reach the full .10 (10%) times their movements.
Limit: Gaining Stage One is a long process in which is forced upon the user immediately after receiving Stage Zero. This process is highly dangerous, and during this process, many hundreds of potential recipients and experiments have perished. Pain beyond imagine is forced through the user's body, stretching out their physical and mental limits. The power of the Seal somehow prohibits people from going unconscious as this pain soars through their body, thus they either remain awake or they perish. As Stage Zero of the Seal is placed upon the user, the seal rapidly drains the user of their chakra, pushing them into levels of below 5% of all of their chakra. This chakra is pumped throughout the body, forcing it to be ready to perform the remarkable feats that the seal allows the body to do. This process lasts for Twenty Full Length RP posts, in which the user must describe the chakra changing each part of their body to become more proficient. These “Pain” posts are graded by the admin like training posts, requiring the user to gain the proper amount of “TP” (apply Difficulty Class) with one exception- the maximum number of points capable of being allotted at once are 5.
1. “So this is how it ends… How embarrassing.” Darkness flooded Zuruel. A vast ocean of nothingness as his eyelids grew heavy and collapsed tightly to drown out all visual information. A mercy actually. In the few seconds that his eyes were taking in the situation, they had grown so reddened and sensitive that merely glancing at the darkening sky inflicted so much pain that his vision blurred from the tears welling up in his pupils. The sun was barely out now. Yet even so, the brightness was akin the staring directly into the sun itself. Blinding intense light capable of forcing most to look away in shame.
“No! Don’t fall asleep!” Zuruel could hear Lady’s frantic words. However, he paid them no heed. He couldn’t lose consciousness even if he wanted to. Waves of pain emanated from his chest and crippled his body’s most basic of functions. Each time his mind attempted to slip away from reality, a wave of pain cruelly jolted him back to torment in endless cycles. There was going to be no mercy from this hell. No salvation. As his throat and mouth dried and became void of any moisture, he found it impossible to even scream. He tried of course, involuntarily. However, he couldn’t tell if his vocal cords had been damaged beyond use or if his hearing had simply failed him too. There were just simply no sounds.
“Hello?” It was a silly question. In the depths of his tortured mind, what or who could he expect to answer aside from himself? However, he still forced the question to surface to see if he was still alive. “So… This is hell?” He thought to himself as the cruelest of sensations assaulted every fiber of his being. In a foolish act of defiance, Zuruel forced his Kedoin cells into action in a cheap attempt to repair the damage that had been done to his dying body. However, as if to spite him, the action was returned with a violent hellfire of pain tearing away at his core as if to warn him against such futile actions. This was not a battle that could be won through physical means.
“Zuruel… No…” Somehow, Zuruel heard Lady’s voice. Was it her telepathy, or a mere hallucination? He was unsure. Why was her voice filled with such sorrow? Zuruel attempted to open his eyes to a mere squint. Punishment immediately ensued. A violent flash assaulted his iris. Like a lightning bolt had struck them directly, he immediately began thrashing around in horror as his pupils dried up instantly. In a cruel rhythm, it felt like hundreds of needles were piercing in and out of each eyeball one by one. It was a sensation he had never experienced before. How could one react to this? Defiantly, he hoped to raise his hands and place them over his shut eyelids to further shield them. However, his arms refused to obey.
Gritting his teeth, Zuruel forced his right arm to move. However, nothing except pain met him. Agonizingly, attempting to move the limb even by an inch forced his shoulder, elbow and wrist joints to cry out in fury. Next it was the bones themselves. They felt like molten metal. Not an issue in itself, aside from the fact that they seared his raw nerves, muscles and flesh from the inside out. If there was a chance that Zuruel felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his suffering, then he was surely mistaken. Each added movement seemed to create a new sense of agony and added to his never-ending torture. At this point, all he could do was form three simple words to Lady that were returned with eerie silence. “P…Please… Kill… Me…”
Rank: "B" Rank
Skill: FuinJutsu
Effect: Increases physical speed, power, and endurance. Increases the user's chakra level.
Special: Channeling a small amount of chakra into the seal.
Drawback: Drains chakra at a rate of 3% per turn, meaning that this ability, on top of using chakra to fight, can quickly tire the user out.
Description: Stage One increases the user's physical strength, speed, and endurance by a large amount. They become much more capable of fighting hand to hand, as their body responds more quickly than most forms of training can produce. Their strikes become strengthened twofold, their muscles suddenly capable of performing at higher rates than normal. Beyond that, they are capable of fighting for much more extended periods, as their body seems to thrive off of the battle. Even beyond all of the physical attributes gained by the Seal, the user's chakra level will increase a substantial amount, allowing them the ability to perform jutsu as if they were one Difficulty Class above their current level (please note, this does not mean that they can use this ability to learn jutsu faster or to learn jutsu that their rank does not allow them to learn, but rather allows them the ability to perform more jutsu for less of a cost). When the Tenfuin Stage One is gained, it takes three IC turns to spread the seal all the way across the body. After the First round they will reach times .03 (3%) times their movements. After the Second Round they will reach times .06 (6%) times thier movements. After the Third Round theu reach the full .10 (10%) times their movements.
Limit: Gaining Stage One is a long process in which is forced upon the user immediately after receiving Stage Zero. This process is highly dangerous, and during this process, many hundreds of potential recipients and experiments have perished. Pain beyond imagine is forced through the user's body, stretching out their physical and mental limits. The power of the Seal somehow prohibits people from going unconscious as this pain soars through their body, thus they either remain awake or they perish. As Stage Zero of the Seal is placed upon the user, the seal rapidly drains the user of their chakra, pushing them into levels of below 5% of all of their chakra. This chakra is pumped throughout the body, forcing it to be ready to perform the remarkable feats that the seal allows the body to do. This process lasts for Twenty Full Length RP posts, in which the user must describe the chakra changing each part of their body to become more proficient. These “Pain” posts are graded by the admin like training posts, requiring the user to gain the proper amount of “TP” (apply Difficulty Class) with one exception- the maximum number of points capable of being allotted at once are 5.
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1. “So this is how it ends… How embarrassing.” Darkness flooded Zuruel. A vast ocean of nothingness as his eyelids grew heavy and collapsed tightly to drown out all visual information. A mercy actually. In the few seconds that his eyes were taking in the situation, they had grown so reddened and sensitive that merely glancing at the darkening sky inflicted so much pain that his vision blurred from the tears welling up in his pupils. The sun was barely out now. Yet even so, the brightness was akin the staring directly into the sun itself. Blinding intense light capable of forcing most to look away in shame.
“No! Don’t fall asleep!” Zuruel could hear Lady’s frantic words. However, he paid them no heed. He couldn’t lose consciousness even if he wanted to. Waves of pain emanated from his chest and crippled his body’s most basic of functions. Each time his mind attempted to slip away from reality, a wave of pain cruelly jolted him back to torment in endless cycles. There was going to be no mercy from this hell. No salvation. As his throat and mouth dried and became void of any moisture, he found it impossible to even scream. He tried of course, involuntarily. However, he couldn’t tell if his vocal cords had been damaged beyond use or if his hearing had simply failed him too. There were just simply no sounds.
“Hello?” It was a silly question. In the depths of his tortured mind, what or who could he expect to answer aside from himself? However, he still forced the question to surface to see if he was still alive. “So… This is hell?” He thought to himself as the cruelest of sensations assaulted every fiber of his being. In a foolish act of defiance, Zuruel forced his Kedoin cells into action in a cheap attempt to repair the damage that had been done to his dying body. However, as if to spite him, the action was returned with a violent hellfire of pain tearing away at his core as if to warn him against such futile actions. This was not a battle that could be won through physical means.
“Zuruel… No…” Somehow, Zuruel heard Lady’s voice. Was it her telepathy, or a mere hallucination? He was unsure. Why was her voice filled with such sorrow? Zuruel attempted to open his eyes to a mere squint. Punishment immediately ensued. A violent flash assaulted his iris. Like a lightning bolt had struck them directly, he immediately began thrashing around in horror as his pupils dried up instantly. In a cruel rhythm, it felt like hundreds of needles were piercing in and out of each eyeball one by one. It was a sensation he had never experienced before. How could one react to this? Defiantly, he hoped to raise his hands and place them over his shut eyelids to further shield them. However, his arms refused to obey.
Gritting his teeth, Zuruel forced his right arm to move. However, nothing except pain met him. Agonizingly, attempting to move the limb even by an inch forced his shoulder, elbow and wrist joints to cry out in fury. Next it was the bones themselves. They felt like molten metal. Not an issue in itself, aside from the fact that they seared his raw nerves, muscles and flesh from the inside out. If there was a chance that Zuruel felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his suffering, then he was surely mistaken. Each added movement seemed to create a new sense of agony and added to his never-ending torture. At this point, all he could do was form three simple words to Lady that were returned with eerie silence. “P…Please… Kill… Me…”