Misshapen [Invite]

[Flower]

Misshapen [Invite]

[Valerys enter.]

In the Land of Wind, deep within the confines of that massive desert, there exists a strange cavernous area formed out of rock and sand which has stretched in odd displays across the landscape. A forty meter wide stretch of rock has been carved in a semi-spherical shape around a large opening, casting its entrance into the enromous desert. Upon this semi-sphere of rock and sand was a higher, second layer of rock buried in the soil. While the sphere only reached twenty meters in total height, the second layer raised about forty meters from the ground. Valerys walked at ground-level, standing in the middle of the spherical rock and sand monument and wearing the face of Selyse. One of her personalities.

The girl had long, blue hair that was held up in pigtails at the sides of her head stretching down to her waist even pulled up. Her eyes were also blue and seemed to shimmer in the light of the sun. She had a petite body but could have been between eighteen and twenty-two years of age -- depending. Her two arms dangled at her side and a spear, with a red scarf flitting in the breeze, was hung on her back. The scarf seemed to burn against the calmness of her blue hair and outfit. Selyse wore a white tanktop and blue skirt, with a blue bowtie wrapped around her neck. She had black armbands that stetched from her wrist to her elbows, making her look even smaller. She had a large smile and an adorable face, perhaps intentionally. Across her left shoulder was a messenger pack with two jars -- each filled with seven gems. One held seven lapus lazuli while the other held seven quartz crystals. She also had several empty jars, a tracking device, a couple of tracers, and two ghost gems -- just in case. She hadn't been planning on a fight, simply taking a stroll through the lesser known parts of the Land of Wind.

Selyse sat down against the rock outcropping and let her back relax, enjoying the shade in this country full of sunshine. The breeze welcomed her like an old friend, and she enjoyed her time here. Knowing that the peace could not last. Her life was becoming even more complicated by the day, with all of the village leaders and others who had come to see her. But she had her own plans. She twirled her pointer finger around one of her pigtails as she thought about it -- hoping that fate would give her a sign. So far it had been eager to guide her in the right direction. She only hoped that it would do so once again.

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HECATE  UCHIHA HAND OF JASHIN More sand. More desert. More sun beating down on her from overhead as she flew. She just carried her scythe and the raven style gas mask which she wore during her time overhead. Since meeting with the young child she'd returned to her old self, bled the weakness out and now? She was ready to kill and kill soon. The spill had left her devoid of something.. it felt like purpose. With her sleeveless black dress drifting in the wind current around her Hecate spied a place to nest down and get out from the heat if only till the sun went down. Her descent was swift, a nose dive that she pulled out of with a wide gust of wind from her wings whipping the sand around her in a whirlwind. Immaculate black hair and porcelain skin glimmered in the dying light and as she turned on her heel, foot sinking into the grit, she spotted a crop of blue overhead and snapped her head it's direction fast enough to hurt most. "Curious." She chimed loudly as she took in the figure to be a woman just... standing out here in the desert. Smiling. "A smile like that could use a purpose." Using her scythe as a stick and hiked to the top of the dun and stared across at the woman with a smile that bordered on sweet and deranged. "How would you like to serve under the tutelage and divine direction of Jashin?"

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Selyse saw the girl flying overhead and remained seated, knowing that she would probably flit down to speak. Out this far in the desert, everyone was eager for company. The girl that flew down among her had wavy black hair and a pale, thin body. She wondered whether she'd serve under Jashin, and Selyse wondered -- she had never heard of Jashin before. Already this was becoming interesting. Selyse continued playing with her hair and looked at the newcomer -- not at all surprised by her flight or otherwise.

"Jashin? Never heard of him," Selyse said, noting something in the girl that she recognized in herself. "As for divine direction, none of the gods have helped me much so far. Don't see the point in serving under any of them now." This was unfortunate, but true, and Selyse didn't see the point in hiding this although it might upset the girl if she was truly a "divine" follower. Selyse giggled. "Although, tell me about it. I'm always curious about humans and their intrigues..." She licked her lips and smiled at the black-haired woman, indicating that she was really getting her freak juices flowing...

Be careful, Selyse thought, or you could wake up something inside of me. Selyse wasn't in the most forgiving moods, so if the girl turned out to a goodie-too-shoes follower of some benevolent religion -- well, then it may be her last day. She kept herself prepared just in case she had to jump up quickly to end it, but otherwise sat back relaxed. The woman didn't seem so bad. And what if she wasn't some good-hearted soul? Then this could play out very well.

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HECATE  UCHIHA HAND OF JASHIN Knowing a story of abandonment herself Hecate just nodded halfheartedly, not really all too interested in the backstory if it didn't net her a follower of the faith. She looked like she had promise. The secret? It was in the eyes. As best as she could weather the repetitive playbacks she clicked her tongue. That too put her on the edge. She'd met too many with thin skin trying to be the alphas. Now she was the messenger and the alpha. "Jashin? He's a god of benevolence. The world? Full of pain and suffering and it is his will to see the world cleansed of this and the only way it can be done is by OPENING red mouths in the flesh of our enemies. They must suffer at the blade of Jashin so that their soul may know humbleness. Only those who carry his will and scythe are worthy to continue. This world belongs to the those unworthy of his blessing. In his embrace there will be no more pain, no more sickness and suffering. All he asks of his children is to kneel and accept his blessing. To lay down their lives in his teaching. Simple price for a lifetime of benefit." With glittery eyes she twisted her scythe back and forth in her fingers, "I've met with several gods and they all lacked one thing. Conviction. They cant pull the trigger. With Jashinism we are the bolt, the bow and the trigger. All he asks in return for his blessing is to keep offering in his name. Easy. You should consider it. It's a killer offer."

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Selyse thought about everything that she had been told. The woman may have considered Jashin a benevolent god, but from her explanation it sounded a lot more like fervor and obsession to Selyse. Nonetheless, She allowed the woman to continue, learning that "all" she need to do was give offerings in Jashin's name. "And these offerings," Selyse said, "are souls right? By those who have been humbled by the destruction of their physical bodies?" Valerys wasn't sure that she could let her killings be entirely an offering to anyone but herself, but she considered the thought. It seemed rather boring to kill for someone else. At least, however, the woman was turning out to be much more than a goodie-too-shoes. Valerys supposed that it didn't matter whether or not someone believed themselves good, as long as they were still willing to make the kill...

"I'm all on board for that. As for the prayers, rituals, and worship, perhaps if we kill together then I can leave all of that to you?" Selyse grinned at the woman with her wide mouth and adorable face, charming her as best she could. She had never met a devotee before and wasn't sure exactly how to act. Personally, she hadn't much considered the gods before. But if what this woman claimed was true, that Jashin and his followers were the ones who pulled the trigger, then perhaps they could be of some use.

"The name is Selyse by the way," stated the young girl with blue hair as she started to lift herself off of the ground, her hands pushed behind her back. Then she was standing with the woman, just a bit shorter, and admiring her pale skin even more. She looked almost a skeleton or a ghost. Selyse was not so sure she wasn't one, wondering if she should touch her just to make sure... but no. She waited. As playful as Selyse was, today she had a purpose. Every moment she spent in different spaces opened up to her a new realm of opportunities, adding to her life's ever-unfolding drama. Selyse recognized this moment, savoring the memory, and knowing that she could be on the verge of another step in her evolving plans.

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HECATE  UCHIHA HAND OF JASHIN The interaction seemed promising even though the static in the air was almost palatable. Something about the way she moved, she smiled, it appealed to Hecate in a way that caught her off guard to be quite honest. Then she could finally stop travelling everywhere alone and maybe even actually have a friend for once after oh so damn long! the possibilities were endless suddenly! Was this the true will of Jashin> Another at his heel to swing the blade of conquest and destiny? A name for a name. Hecate wasn't big on touching as it were so there was no need for shaking hands. "Hecate Uchiha of the Cult of Jashin. It is a pleasure, I'm sure." Those glowing green eyes squinted in mild humor and with the pleasantries out of the way she could finally hop to the meat and potatoes of things. "So tell me... all the way here in the desert. Alone. Is this like a spiritual trip or something because... I know of a much better way for your spirit to travel and it's free of charge too." She grinned ear to ear. Just a little murder joke between new friends! "But seriously, I've met so many people out here from the village. A little boy... I saw the Kage Monument.... why just stand in the middle of the sun and bake to death when there is a world out there full of sinners who need reaping?"

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Selyse listened with growing curiousity. From within her, Valerys wondered to herself, Is she talking about Shiki? Or Amira? As for the little boy it could have been Hamura, but it also could have been anyone else. Selyse had not worn her headband or indicated her role with the Sand Village so far. She decided that she would have to keep it that way for now and didn't comment on the Jashinist's statement. Although Selyse did cover her left eye with her hand and bent her face down, giggling a little as she did so.

"Oh but Hecate, I'm never alone," Selyse said, "so long as I have my children." Suddenly Selyse raised her face. Her left eye was no longer blue, and her sclera no longer white. Now the sclera around her iris had turned black and her iris red. But it wasn't like Valerys -- no this was something else. Something Valerys had never done before. Selyse smiled and chuckled a little more as her skin began to bubble and she would say, "As for the reaping of sinners, I say why not? I can always use more bloodshed. To be honest, I have been gathering my own band of followers together. Evil individuals like yourself. But before all of that, I'm interested -- Who would you propose that we kill first?" Selyse let the words and her eye linger as a child suddenly grew from her shoulder (exposed through the tanktop and as she slipped down the strap). It was a young girl, appearing to be about ten or eleven years old, with blonde hair who stood up to about Valerys' waist. A bit taller.

The girl would look at the cultist and smile, just like Selyse, and say, "Well hey there, how do you do?" She'd perform a little courtsey toward Hectate, grabbing at the bottom of the black dress that covered her. She looked adorable, although appeared more mature than her age would suggest. "So we are supposed to kill someone?" Meanwhile, if Hecate kept looking at Selyse then she would notice that a blue tattoo reading "01" had suddenly appeared on her left bicep, as if associated with the eye somehow. Selyse only smiled and waited for Hecate. 

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HECATE  UCHIHA HAND OF JASHIN This other girl seemed to be warming up to the idea and that alone making Hecate excited was proof of how little friends she had. Sad in a way but it got the job done. Right when she thought it was time for the next step of social awkward interaction there was... A little girl. Now that was enough to put her mind on a full alert. Children? There were more of these little oddballs? Interesting interesting... With a soft clearing of her throat Hecate tapped into her black soul and took sa look into theirs. The color. Any differences besides the number one on the little girl. Did that mean child one? "Who to kill first? Why... The first non-beleiver of course. Everyone following the teachings of Jashin is a dinner and I cannot stand those who would spit in the face of my beloved Jashin." Hey eyes went between the two swiftly. "For the record I'm not evil, I am hell on Earth. It's a category all it's own."

(Sorry posting on mobile so you don't have to wait.)

[Flower]

[Note: That tattoo is on Selyse's bicep, not the child's.]

As she stared at the souls of the two of them, Hecate would notice that they appeared to be the same color -- a deep, dark red stemming from their center and moving out to the fringes, lightening before shading itself with brief linework and shimmers of black. Although, the girl certainly seemed to behave entirely different from Selyse. The young child let her dress fall back around her knees and listened to her master before saying anything.

"Ah I see," Selyse said, "I was looking for a name, but I suppose that will do. Our group needs to increase its prestige, and what better way than with killing and causing mayhem. However, my real goal is the attainment of something greater than blood, greater even than killing -- I need memories. Those intangible, shimmering thoughts in the minds of men and women." Selyse giggled. "As we kill, give me at least a bit of time with our sinner if you can, I'll need to assess their information. But besides that, I'm sure with your help that we could create enough opportunities to provide us with some rare moments to remember."

"You're so cruel, Boss," said the child.

"I know," Selyse said and flipped back one of her blue pigtails. Her left eye looking uncomfortably upon the world as her bloodlust continued to increase. Yes, Fate had put her here for a reason. "Speaking of memories," Selyse said, "if there is ever one you want to show me, I'm always interested. And if you want to buy one --" Selyse shrugged, "we'll see what we can do."

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HECATE  UCHIHA HAND OF JASHIN (AHA! Okay. Better. Also the '24 hr' mark is about up for my soul clone IC wise feasibly. I'll have to wrap this up in 2 posts max.) There seemed to be an interesting plat out there. Memories? The child seemed to concur and wasn't shocked at this ability and their soul wavelengths matched entirely. That nabbed her attention almost at once. Could she just out of nowhere any amount of bodies and children she wanted? Curious. "It is not a practice of mine to go learning the names of those I poach. It is simple; There are the followers of Jashin and there are Sinners. The prey keep praying and the hunters keep hunting. "As far as extraction of memories you can do so in any timely manner you wish but it's best not to keep Jashin waiting for his guests. My memories though? I look back at all ine fondly as far as I can confer." Her brows set together hard and for a moment she just licked across the back of her teeth. "I do know that every Stone Village ninja is on my list... from the Kage to the lowest ranking pleb. Wipe it off the map. Same goes for Rain and it's sheep. Those would be the most ideal spts to hit first." For a long and quiet moment she eyed the woman. A certain someone warned me about a man in metal armor, a tin can, residing in the Village of Sand. I do not know of or fear them individually but if they call to hinder my plans wouldn't bat am eye at eliminating them in their entirety." Careful eyes watched just in case. For interest or... otherwise.

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Selyse looked at Hecate closely with her red eye and laughed at the mention of the lands of Stone and Rain. "How appropriate it seems, I've also had my own approaches with the Land of Stone. But some of them may be willing to join our cause, so more people to help obtain our goals. One such is a young girl named Tara -- I'll introduce you to her." Selyse stopped for a second and thought about Hecate's great love for her strange lord -- Lover of Death. "As for your religious tendencies, there are those that join us that may not be interested -- but if we work together then I'm sure that we can use them to obtain a productive end for Jashin." She found herself suddenly a little more curious, but bloodlust could do that to the mind.

"As for the Land of Rain, show me your memories of who we should go for if you will? That way it will be easier for me to decieve them and lead them your way." And Selyse walked forward. She was being sincere and if Hecate could sense her motive or intentions she would not note any degree of desire to harm -- although there was the clear indication of a sense of bloodlust. Selyse would walk forward and Sachi watched them, innately curious. Although she didn't say much -- letting her boss concentration on the task at hand.

If Hecate allowed her to see the memory of the ones in the Land of Rain that may be worth punishing, she would stretch out her hand toward Hecates forehead to touch her head and her mind. She would close both of her eyes, shutting off that nasty ghoulish left eye from the world for a brief second. If there wasn't any resistance, then Selyse would be able to quickly look through the memories and only view those that Hecate allowed relating to those individuals in the Land of Rain. Although Selyse wasn't always trustworthy, this was business and kept herself on task. She was glad to be around someone of such undying cruelty... 

[OOC: You can PM about the memories as well if you want, up to you. I'd appreciate links to any memories shared if there is a thread for it.]

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Omoitobikomi no Jutsu (Mind Dive Technique)
Rank: A-Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The Yamanaka is able to plunge themselves within a person’s thoughts, exploring events that have occurred in the person’s past.
Special: Must place a hand upon a person’s forehead.
Drawback: During the whole length of the jutsu, the Yamanaka’s hand must remain upon the person’s forehead. If contact is protect so is the jutsu. The jutsu also takes a great deal of concentration.
Description: Once the user places his or her hand upon the forehead of a person, the Yamanaka is able to force his or her own mind into the mind of the person. Once the transfer is complete the person can search through the person’s mind for any information that the user would require. If the subject does not resist than the access to information is easy and can be done within a post. If the person resists and is of the same Class as the user, it will take four posts for the user to access the needed information. If the person is of a higher Class an additional post is required for every Class higher than the user’s. If the subject is lower Classed, one may subtract a post for every Class that is higher than the user’s.
Ex : C-Class Yamanaka searching through a B-Class’s mind : 5 posts
Ex : C-Class Yamanaka searching through a D-Class’s mind : 3 posts
Ex : C-Class Yamanaka searching through an A-Class’s mind : 6 posts
Limit: Must be of the Yamanaka/Taught by a Yamanaka

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HECATE  UCHIHA HAND OF JASHIN (Been trying to hunt down some old threads, they are VERY spaced out. I will work on that PM and we can go from there.) Hecate's head was full of her service to Jashin. Villages burning. Trails of blood. Visceral art of the bodies hung from trees by entrails and organs, faces frozen at an apex moment of disbelief before the rush of adrenaline could kill the pain. There too in those memories were important things, events, people she wasn't going to show but there were still moments that deserved viewing. "My time grows short, here." With a slight inkling of posture she tilted her head, senses always aware, craning her head ever so slightly to examine what thoughts were compiled in there. The waters ran deep and not long after her soul clone poofed and the real Hecate felt the stun of that sensation. //exit via clone poof