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Name: Bakuha no Jutsu (Explosion Technique)
Rank: "D"
Skill: Ninjutsu.
Effect: Causes oily creation to ignite.
Special: ---
Drawback: Effects all current oil techniques in use, regardless of the techniques use or purpose. Only those of the user's creation. The extent of this technique damage, depends on the targets time spent ensnared or covered by the oil.
Description: By forming the tiger hand seal after a creation(s) of oil has been formed, it will cause said creation to ignite into flames. At D-rank, the user can only ignite an oily creation which is within the boundary of ten meters. The flames cause extra damage. If target is caught in the technique, they will suffer from additional burns (Second/Third degree, C - B rank damage). The user must be in some way, physically touching the oil for it to ignite. However, if they do not back away from the oil, they too will suffer from burns.
Limit: Suiton, Katon release. Must have at least one Oil creation in use.

"It never really matter that much to me;
It's just I was too damn old for mud p.i.e.'s;
Girl All That every matters was that you were happy;
Girl, That's all that ever mattered to me..."

walking through the trees of this misty land, Ikiri would feel some sort of, urn. It wasn't healthy. When, your away from someone too long, and you feel that you need them. Nothing really could get that out of your system, but it could be put out of mind. Some fire, Oil, new techniques, the Chuunin's. Well, it was worth a try. Leaping up to a tree, Ikiri would sit upon the top branch, the wood majesty overlooking it's fiefdom named; "Field."

Time to lay waste. There was such a technique, something requiring Fire and Suiton, that could ignite his Black Clouds into Clouds of Orange, Red, Yellow, and colors of such. As the boy would form his handseals, the Black Clouds would drip off of his skin like sweat after a Championship Game. They would rise in the sky. About a 9 x 8.5 meter cloud. Great. As it started to rain down on the little fiefdom, The Majestic Tree & It's Baron, Ikiri would plot it's demise.

As the black beauty began to cry it's tears of flammable liquid, Ikiri would watch the ebony rise down, the boy would swipe his hands at the oil. As the energy, also known as chakra, would flow to his hand, Ikiri would wave his hand in the air once more. Touching the rain droplets. It was as if it twas a symphony, conducted by the mere; wisp!-- of his hands. The fire would quickly spread. Tear drops that connected in the air would set fire to themselves until the chair reaction would result in a fire miracle, exploding the fiefdom into a smoldering town of ash and burning grass.

As the fire droplets quit their onslaught, Ikiri would jump down from the wooden majesty, and to the fiery pit below. Walking amongst the fire, The boy wouldn't wait longer, until he would leap high into the air, placing a foot on his tree-- then placing himself higher into the air. Now, shining down on the already hot field, Ikiri would form his handseals to allow his clouds to form. Shooting down though the sky, like a meteorite, Ikiri would extend both hands, setting clouds ablaze.

Speeding up as he passed though the cloud, just missing the fire and now being tailed by fire drops, Ikiri would blast down with a shock to the ground. But it wasn't that easy. Pushing his heel back, the boy would be hit by about three drops as he missed the fire by a hairpin. Climbing a second tree and leaping off, A second Black Cloud of form, just above the already-fiery one. Just as it formed, the boy's hand would skim the top of it, making the cloud a floating fire, and this time, Ikiri was passing through the sky, so landing on a tree opposite of his leaping position, he would watch the melting pot grow to substantial heat

now to put this out...

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Henge no Jutsu (Transformation Skill)
Rank: E Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Allows the user to transform into an animal or human of size or few feet larger.
Special: Dog, Boar, Reverse Ram
Drawback: You can never gain the attributes of what you turn into. You are only capable of transforming into a human or animal that is of size, or few inches smaller. If hit once the user immediately reverts back to their original state.
Description: When using the seals of the Dog, Boar, and Reverse Ram the user quickly transforms into any human or animal that is of size or a few inches smaller, or even a few feet larger. The user at this stage is only capable of holding the form for four turns at a time.
Limit: ---

Ikiri was now, away from the fire pit, and now on his way to the Chuunin exams, the boy was contemplating stressing himself out more with training. Meh, rather not go into the exams lookin' weaksauce. Looking around as he boarded the boat to the Moon Country, Ikiri would look at the knife sitting on a table on the boat.

A Thin layer of chakra over him, he would secretly form his handseals; Dog, Boar, & the Reverse Ram. These would result in a-- poof! As the smoke cleared, a knife would be in his stead. Yet, this knife... had a eyeball and a mouth. What in the blue hell was this? Cancelling the technique, Ikiri would rise to his feet, goaning, the boy would resume practice, extra people looking at him.

"The F#@%; Y'all Lookin' At?"

They would look away and Ikiri would resume. Forming the troublesome movement of hands called, Handseals, the boy would poof again. This time, becoming a knife, with a lock of hair protruding from the tip of of the blade. Ugh, well. It twas good enough. People would look to the knife and refer to this as, not convincing.

Haters.

Poofing back up again, Ikiri would try this one last time, for the sake of he wasn't looking like a complete and utter fool among shinobi. Forming the handseals for the last time he thought about the knife. In his mind, the boy would invision each and every small detail of the knife. So, with that, the smoke would engulf him and leave a knife in his wake. No Hair, No Eyes, No Mouth, just; Knife.

Applaud Me.

[travelpost uno of dos.]

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[Matsu]

+5 and moved to Moon Country

[goliath764]

You know better not to post another training before the previous tech is rated, I will give you +10 for the first post but if a mod or whatever says that the +10 is voided, I can't help you.

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Oto Release. Something Ikiri had been trying to learn for sometime now, yet, it was always messed up by some type of, prior engagement, other training, or just random things. But, now that he was here, at the chuunin exams, nothing was stopping him for learning such techniques as; Soner & Shreik, it would help him to fail if he didn't have such a helpful technique. So, time to get it in as last training before he was bound from doing such.

Walking among the trees, only illuminated y the moonlight, Ikiri's ears would twitch. The sound would sound close, causing him to throw himself under a shrub. As the sound got to being louder and louder until it was a buzzing in his ear, like a mosquito near-ear. Until, an alien, weilding a Fazer would walk to where he was just standing, conveinetly, the boy was chillin' on the ground. Too bad dude had them X-Ray things aliens did. Cheating Bastards.

Picking him up by the bootstraps (c)mfdoom, Ikiri would eye this mostrosity. See, the boy had seen many things in his life, other worldly beings, not a biggie. Noting the vibrating ear piece, the boy would focus his mind into straight hearing. Ears twitching once more, a dilect that seemed similar would be heard very faintly. So, time to blow some head (What?). The boy would kick himself away and flip around to land on his feet just as he met the ground.

"You Wanna Hear Something cool? Here, listen to my best Mariah Carey High Pitch?"

Yeah. Shaking his head, the alien would try to decline, yet, too late. Accending from a Middle C, Ikiri would reach up three octaves high, holding his hands over his ears. Too bad a Fazer in hand would prevent this. Sound entrancing the ear drums, the sound waves would automatically interupt, rupture, and ultiamtely, render the ears useless. As the alien's ears began leaking blue blood, Ikiri would turn a run. Hopefully he wasn't following the first rule and his Fazers Werent on Stun. (c)king gidirah.

Hearing the Zizzz-Zizzz (c)mfdoom from the green gun, the boy would dip below the ground, trying to avoid the shots fired. Ears perking up, AGAIN, the boy would hear two distinct footsteps. they sounded similar, but from different areas. Leaping directly straight into the air, avoiding capture and being hit, Ikiri would focus hard to hear the locations of such beasts! hearing the rustle of bushes and such, the boy would draw three senbon...

0/20.

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Tossing them in a swining motion, the three glass needles would leave his grip and Ikiri would listen. Listen to if the attack on the three was successful. Two of the three. Hearing the stick into reptilian skin, and the one thud into the earth, Ikiri would leap down and go the opposite of the missed shot. Dashing as fast as he could. Leaving the area, the boy would shake his head and think about more ways to train the release.

Entering an abandonded house thoughts of how he could train came to mind. Paint Peeling. Glass breaking. Oh, how wonderful. As he looked around the run down house, Ikiri would begin his training immediately. Opening his mouth, Ikiri would do the whole, Middle to Two Octaves High C. The high note would disrupt the air around him, as he covered his ears. The screech would actually, have no effect on the room sadly.

Breathing in deeply and then breathing out deeply, Ikiri would allow his vocals to go as high as they would allow. How sad. Paint peeling of walls and dropping as he quit the screech, the boy would simple as he realized what he had done. Walking up the broken down wood stairs, Ikiri would move into the room with a mirror. Wasting no time, the boy would prep his throat for more strain on his vocals.

Infront of the mirror, would place his hands out infront of him, breathe in. Then just, flow with vocal waves, Sound waves that were ear splitting would hit the reflection and bounce about the room. The waves would crack the mirror. Crack, Crack, Crack, Shatter. Glass shards flying in all directions. Stopping the scream, Ikiri would rub his throat and just, but out the house, ready for some damn Chuunin exams. Whatever.

??/20

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[goliath764]

+18, 2nd post needs more length IMO

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Yawning as Ikiri was en route to the gate of the Moon Capital, The boy thought to himself, why not get a small bit more of Sound training in. Holding some glass bowl he had found in the house that he was just in, an attempt. Ikiri would focus chakra to his ear drums, that would try to block the high pitch he was about to go to. Hitting the Double Octave high C on auto, the boy would hear only a faintness of the screech! Great. But, the cracking glass in his hand was practically a bomb with shrapnel. Stopping the yodel, he would place it on the ground and begin to walk beyond, screeching for one last time, sound hitting it and exploding the glass. Feeling he knew enough, Ikiri would think on what techniques he could be learning as of now, now.

18/20

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[goliath764]

Learned

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Tsurutsuru Kobushi (Slippery Fist)
Rank: E
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: A low stance that relies on upward motion and momentum.
Special: None
Drawback: Most of the user’s attacks are ground based, limiting their airborne range.
Description: A fairly underrated stance that was developed in Iwa sometime ago. Due to the crouched position the user must take to perform this, many ninjas and other interested people find it uncomfortable and unwieldy. This stance focuses on heavy movements based on focused momentum behind every blow. Users of this stance have found it helpful to wear shoes and gloves that slide easily on many surfaces, but still do not slide off of a target.
Limit: None

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Ok. So, He was in the country of Moon, chilling, waiting for whatever was going to happen with these exams. So Ikiri would think... What could help him in these exams? A Stance? An IWA stance? Hell Y'izzaw. As the boy would be roaming the trees & shrubery, when, OH NO, a couple bears would show up rockin' Diamond Chains & Eyank East Glasses. Terrible. So, what to do, but FLASHBACK! This was going to have such a toll on his brain...

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Awaking in his lil'hut up in the Stone Village, Ikiri would look at see a criminal. Someone breaking into the building. Shaking his head, the boy would crouch to the floor. This stance was actually good for sneaking. As the hooded figure came around the corner, the boy would bring up a power fist! Haha, A Straight Punch to the stomach, resulting in the dude going down! Wow. That was simple, petty thief.

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So, watching as the bears got on hind legs and began to growl, Ikiri would assume that stance, hunched and crouched over. As one of the bears lunged to attack, the boy would blast the furry beast in the stomach. The monster would fall over and groaned. So the others would attack as well, totally. More fighting! Yeahhhh--- no.

Bent over, somewhat uncomfortable, but bearable, Ikiri would bring the upward thrust power of a fist into the jaw of a bear. Tossing it into the air, as time would close in on the time of the Chuunin's. Quickly finishing this up, the boy would crouch over for the last bear. As it ran on up, Ikiri. Swinging around, the boy would hammer up the bear's jaw. Cool.[/font][/blockquote]

[Captain M]

4/5


lul I'mabitch

Learned

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ooc: lol, I was about to steal you.

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Seimei no Jutsu (Clean and Pure Technique)
Rank: D Rank
Skill: Medical Ninjutsu
Effect: Cleans out a wound so that it can be bandaged and fixed properly.
Special: ---
Drawback: The technique is difficult to use on large wounds, requiring greater chakra precision to ensure a properly cleaned wound. Is not effective against poisons unless the technique is administered immediately on the area where the poison was entered, and only works on poisons which are placed upon items, and not poisons that are inhaled. Only removes Poisons D Rank or lower.
Description: As everyone within the medical profession is aware, in order to stimulate proper healing without fear of infection, a wound, before healing, should be properly cleaned. In order to save patients from experiencing a greater amount of pain, a medical genius invented this technique. By channeling chakra through the hands, a clear white light envelops them. Then, channeling this white chakra into the wound, the user removes impurities within the wound, such as dirt and grime. It also works to actively remove bacteria in the area of the wound. Once completed, the wound is clean and ready to heal. This technique, as a side effect, helps reduce the visibility of scarring as a result of injury. One movement for every six inches is required.
Limit: Medical Ninjutsu

Walking along the trail of the Moon's Capital, Ikiri would eye the sky as darkness began falling. It was becoming increasingly more annoying to locate potholes and debris & type things like that in the path. And sure enough, right into the ground, one of them hard behind stones would completely rip off a patch of skin, not big, off his arm. Bull$#!%innnnn'. This would allow Ikiri to do that flashback trainin' thing he did.

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Back in the Earth Country, his weak, yet still Previous Home, Ikiri would be rollin' around. Chilling. All that type stuff. And as the saying went, "Will It Be Us or The Sky that Falls?" This time, it twas him. Leg bleeding with the open wound, the boy would see the speckles of dirt, grime, and such on the red. This was disgusting. So, time to begin! Hand over the wound, Ikiri would close his eyes as it would begin.

Chakra would flow the the right hand, glowing each and every fingertip & part of the hand would glow white. This medical beauty. Great. Watching as this took place, Ikiri would seem as the dirt and grime would life out of the wound, leaving it bare of any foriegn anything. Just, straight blood. One of three wounds to deal with as of that moment. Healing that one up, Ikiri would move on to the next, somewhat larger wound.

Holding his Chakra-White glowing Hand over this wound, the boy would allow the magic to work. Each speck would list itself out and into this glove like Chakra coating. It's not that it felt better, it felt like, cleaner? Yeah, that's what it was. Speckle by speckly, the dirt would rise on up. Leaving another clean would, Ikiri would wrap & heal this one. Last wound! This wasn't Trauma Center, but it was some crazy quick ER $#!%, haha.

Last one. But this time, a clean chakra. Reworking the chakra to his hand, and watching it go from blue to pure white. Placing it over the last cut, Ikiri would allow the dirt to be uplifted from the space on his tan skin. Pulling small debris; rocks, dirt, things of that natural nature. As it was cleaned and preped for closing, Ikiri would imagine that this would help him so far in the long run. Hell Yeah.

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Remembering the help that this technique could help anywhere, Ikiri would examine the wound, seeing the small rock fragments in it along with specks of dirt to boot, the boy would place his hands over the open cut just as the white overflowed onto the hand. Lifting each fragment from the wound, Ikiri would feel the relief from the small rocks touching the open and bare cut. After cleaning and healing with the Hands, Ikiri would examine the wound to see how it had healed so quick. Beauty, in the form of Medical Operation.

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[Matsu]

+10