Dead Bone Pulse {T}
Jun 4, 2010 21:35:38 GMT -7
Post by Debiru on Jun 4, 2010 21:35:38 GMT -7
Ninpou: Kami Enchou (Ninja Art: Hair Extension)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu, Supplementary
Effect: Allows the user to rapidly grow out their hair.
Special: "Hand Seals"- Horse, Rabbit, Dragon, Dog, Monkey, (hold)Ram
Drawback: The user must hold the Ram handseal for the duration of the technique. The second they release the handseal, their hair stops growing.
Description: The user performs the required handseals, running chakra along their scalp and all the way through their hair. This allows the hair to push from the scalp and outwards, creating a massive growth of the user's hair. The hair itself will continue to grow for as long as the user maintains the Ram handseal. It takes one turn to grow about five feet of hair.
Limit: Universal Ninjutsu
And so this had been an entrance worth making... The forests in which I had train and preyed upon the weakest of Human to the strongest of boxers to fill my feed for flesh. The taste had been that of different however I wasn't truly here to speak of such a thing. I had made my way back to my training ground to train into the art of hair growth, Ninjutsu Style. In all truth it had been the last thing from my mind but in some way would it grow useful in this life for the path leading directly to my Lord Jashin would soon be walked quite easily. Soon would I had his hands upon my shoulders...or his finger rather. Either way, his power would be lent to me with a cynical sneer rustling itself upon his mug - all his intention buried deep within my own. Who was to stop this beast?
It wouldn't be long before my eyes closed and the technique I had been looking for strolled through my mind with its hands upon the butt of its Revolver. Strap swinging past the quick clip and snapping unto the leather button which had held it closed and unavailable to those who would snatch for it. My will was just as crispy as any other determined beast of Claw, the feeding of flesh was something one did for fun, something one did for living - something I did for living. Ninja Art: Hair Extension had been the name of the technique I was to practice into today. The principle, the very basics of the technique were all out in the open for a Non Shinobi such as myself seeking the hand of god upon my shoulder. All had been needed was a pair of handseals and the focusing of chakra, two things which I had right beside me.
It wouldn't be a mere moment spent doing nothing for my hands would begin to tussle, tackling one another as they rushed into the seals that would summon a vial of necessary chakra for the technique I was to learn here. Whether or not this was all so important was probably something that I hadn't worried of in all truth. It was whether I could finish this in time that bothered me. Feeling was the last thing I needed. My hands were moving at quite the pace for the time spent training into Taijutsu and pretty much becoming a master at the art was something that any warrior who'd never the ability to access much of the Ninjutsu region would do. It was as simple as can be. Position the fingers, switch the wrist, place the hands together... It was light work.
The seals would meet completion upon a latter of short moments and here would the chakra desired pour from my reserve all through my tenketsu, pours nearly overflowing to the point where it would seem as though oil had seeped through my skin, bubbling and ravaging into the form of a massive growth to the hair.... After all that's where all this beautiful chakra was headed, swishing and swooshing through my system and flowing through my eyes. The multi colored optics would do all as they needed, pushing me through the limits of this world without the slightest of a problem. I was of the Kaguya... I had been Debiru, the beast who'd broken from the nightmares of children and haunted them within reality... I was a killer and nothing more... I was a fiend of the Lord, a sin spawn if you will. I was.... DEATH.
It was obvious upon this point that the flowing of chakra had pushed its way through and into the roots of my skull's locks, increasing the growth by some deal. Such a thing being done would be accomplished warrior-like. I couldn't be stopped.