Whiskey Hangover [Training]

[xenosheedin]

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Chouba (Taunt)
Rank: "D"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: Brawler may start shouting out insults and such to draw enemies to him. All enemy who hear his insult that may be directed towards them
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Taunt has no defined usage as it is not considered as a NinJutsu or a TaiJutsu. This type of technique is used for gathering purposes, for challenging purposes, or even to get opponents away from the comrades of the Brawler. This technique only works within an area of twenty meters in a radius around the user. The User shouts outwards pushing his voice out towards all that could hear, spitting out insults to draw the enemies near. As the Enemies hear the sounds and the insults a sudden feel to attack the user comes forth as they all rush towards the user attacking violently.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

    Night time in Otafuku Gai. The stars and crescent moon shone bright in the sky and a cool autumn breeze gently pushed fallen leaves down the street. The wind broke against the brown leather of Xeno's jacket as he walked down the road, pass every kind of night entertainment establishment the town had to offer. He had left his swords and dagger at his residence, locked away safely. He wouldn't need them tonight. Though he wasn't here to grab a drink or buy a friend for the night like most were here to do. He brought no money to gamble, and wasn't in the mood for ideal chatter at the bar.
     Xeno had heard of a group of thugs who had been making life rather terrifying for young girls. Normally not his style to get caught up something better left to the konoha shinobi, but he had a soft spot in his heart for the young and helpless. He had been asking the locals if they knew anything and his search led him to a small bar, right on the edge of town. As he reached the under-lit, worn down storefront, he could already hear the sound of fighting and yelling, singing and drinking. This will be fun. He thought to himself as he stepped inside.
    The interior matched the run down exterior, with exception to lighting, and the surprisingly large crowd. Xeno scanned though the bar, looking through the patrons, his eyes narrowed as he spotted a group of five, gather together at the corner of the bar. They were the kind of men you would avoid unless specifically looking for a fight. Xeno smirked and began walking towards them. He sat down in the wooden stool next to them on their left. He kept his eyes forward but reached over and tapped the closest man on the shoulder. "Excuse me" He said to him over the noise of the bar. "You wouldn't happen to be one of those spineless, cowardly thugs that have been assaulting little girls from neighboring towns would you." 
    Whatever conversation they were having amoungst the five of them stopped when Xeno had opened his mouth. They all turned to look at who foolish enough to mouth off to them. The one Xeno tapped on the shoulder stood up and looked down at the blonde-haired teen. Xeno stood up in turn and faced the brute. Even at six feet tall, Xeno was shorter then man who was staring him down. He had to be at least 6'8" and was built like a bull. He had short, mangy black hair and a tribal style tattoo covering his face. His clothes were tattered and stained and he hasd dirty old boots on his feet. "I said. ARE you the the useless sacks of shit that like to rape little girls." The man didn't bother to respond, he just took a swing at Xeno's head. Xeno ducked and grabbed a bottle from the bar. Looks like he found the right group

[Father 'Suke]

When training please at the bottom of your training posts please put a designator for how much TP you need to acquire. Such as for this one you would put at the bottom 0/10. Also, if you can add extra spaces in between every paragraph that would also be helpful.

+5, very little training here, but some good backstory.

[xenosheedin]

    The man Xeno was fighting grabbed a bottle as well. He kicked the chair Xeno had been sitting in out of the walk and it went tumbling away from the bar. He broke the bottle on the bar adn lunged at Xeno with the intent to ram the broken glass into the teen's throat. But Xeno was faster on the draw. Xeno ducked and turned his body around. He came up under the man's outreached arm. He grabbed his wrist with his left hand and wrapped his upper arm between his forearm and bicep. He bent over and knelt slightly, and lifted hte man off the ground and then pulled down on his arm. The man was sent over Xeno's shoulder an towards the ground, landing on his back with a loud thud. 

    By now a few bar patrons had noticed the small brawl that had broken out and a hush came over the bar as more and more began to watch the fight. As Xeno stood up straight, the rest of the group of thugs had started moving to surround him. Xeno looked around at the four, still clutching the bottle he took. they were similarly dressed as the first man, and had the same kind of tattoo. "Whats the matter fellas. Scared of getting your asses kicked by someone like me." Xeno laughed in there face. The first man that Xeno had thrown started o get to his feet. "Can't fight me on your own so you need your friends to bail you out. I guess that to be expected from scum like you." Xeno taunted him farther. He man singled the other four to back down. He wanted the blonde haired mercenary all to himself.

    He came at Xeno with a flurry of lefts and rights in a blind rage filled assault. Xeno either blocked teh blow or simply dodged out of the way. The angrier the man became the more predictable his attacks were. "Your pathetic." Xeno mocked while blocking a kick to his stomach. "A weak little insect. And I'm going to stomp you down like one." The man wound up a large left cross and Xeno got ready to duckk. As the blow sailed overhead, Xeno threw one of his own. A strong uppercut to the sternum, pushing under the ribs in attempts to knock the air out of his chest. The man wrapped his arms around his chest and stomach and the pain set in. He lended over, and staggered back a few steps and gasped for breath, but Xeno wasn't quite through. He dashed forward and grabbed the side of the man's head and drove his skull into the bar. The man's head bounced off the bar like it was made of rubber and his eyes glassed over. He hit the ground and stayed there,unconscious.


5/10 TP

[Father 'Suke]

Great improvement - learned

[xenosheedin]

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Niwaka Kengeki (Improvised Weapons)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: Anyone is capable of using anything they have around them, however a Brawler is capable of using anything around them with more of a devastating capability. With this technique a Brawler may pick up a chair and hurl it towards an enemy sending them flying back, or slamming a table into a fighter crushing bones. (See description for more Detail.)
Special: ---
Drawback: Must be an odd object like furniture, or kitchen utensils, anything that is not necessarily defined as a weapon.
Description: A Brawler is capable of using anything around them as a weapon. They are capable of using odd objects as if it was part of them. There is no such thing as proficiency towards that of the Brawler capabilities. A brawler is capable of taking hold of anything and using it as a weapon. Imagine a brawler hitting an opponent with a beer bottle thy fly back meters into the distance, or taking hold of a chair, slamming them so hard into the ground it breaks bones. This, is what this technique does. This technique is not as strong as punches and such as that, however it is best to never be in a bar brawl with a Brawler. The higher the class is the more devastating the attack will be creating a more sufficient way of breaking one's bones. This works for small objects that are from one foot to approximately three feet in length. When an object is from three feet to six feet in size the distance and capability magnifies by times 1.5. When the object is any larger then six feet the distance and capability magnifies by times 2.
D Class - 5 Meters Knock back
C Class - 10 Meters Knock back
B Class - 20 Meters Knock back - 10% Chance Bones may Break
A Class - 40 Knock back - 30% Chance Bones may Break
S Class - 50 Meters Knock back - 50% Chance Bones may Break

Limit: Must be a Brawler

    The four other thugs went into a mix of emotions, mostly consisting of disbelief and anger, as they watched their friends head bounce of the bar. Whoever this kid was he needed to pay. Each of the thugs pulled a different weapon. One pulled a knife from under his shirt, the second, a small claw hammer. The third produced a steel baton, and the last had a set of brass knuckles. A regular old beat down wasn't enough anymore. Only murder was alive behind their eyes.

    Xeno was quick to realize how quickly the situation turned to not favor him. He was very much missing his swords and he saw the weapons come out all around him. He knew he wouldn't be able to take them all on at once if he wanted to keep most of the blood inside his body. He gripped the bottle tight as he looked of a way over. He now had the bar to his back, the men with the baton and hammer were in front of him, the man with the hammer was to his left and the man with the brass knuckles was to his right. His first move would have to get him out of this circle. He took the bottle into his right hand and threw it as hard as he could at the head of the man to his right. As soon as the bottle left his hand, Xeno dashed after it. THe man raised his hands in defense, and the bottle shattered as it hit, sending small shards of glass all around him, including into his face. He staggered back a few steps, giving Xeno enough room to maneuver, and barely avoid a swing from the baton.

    Xeno ran toward s the door, with three of the four men in pursuit. He knew he couldn't run forever and would need a weapon. He stopped at and table and grabbed a chair by its legs. He turned, to see the hammer wielding man almost in striking distance. Xeno cocked back and lunged forward, driving the top of the backrest into the gut of the thug. The thug hunched over and wrapped his arms around his stomach. The baton man nearly ran into him from the sudden stop. He never noticed that Xeno had the chair over his head. He brought it down onto the baton-man's head. The impact resulted in a horrifying sound of wood breaking over bone. The baton-man hit the ground hard, his eyes gazed over The backrest of the chair broke in pieces and now looked more like an uncomfortable stool then a chair. The knife wielding man was last to approach and after watching the abuse his buddies just endured, he was being much more cautious. His friend with the hammer would get back up soon and the man with brass knuckles was moving towards them as well. 

    As the hammer wielding man stood up, Xeno did the last thing he could with what was left of his makeshift weapon. "Think fast" He shouted and tossed the hammer-man the chair. The man dropped his hammer as he caught it, but made the mistake of taking his eyes off Xeno. He never saw Xeno side-kick the chair the man was now holding. He barely even had time to see the chair smash into his face. The chair and the man hit the ground, another one down. Now the knife wielding man was furious. Three of his friends dropped like they were nothing by some kid. The Knuckle using man rejoined him and Xeno was once again at the wrong end of a bad numbers game and once again unarmed.

    The other bar patrons had either left by now or were keeping a safe distance as they watched. Either way, no one wanted to get involved with this bar brawl. Which meant that there wouldn't be anyone in the way for Xeno's next move. He grabbed hold of the only other item that was close by; the table. He could only pray that they weren't attached to the ground. Luck continued to remain on his side however and with all his strength, Xeno lifted and tossed the table as hard as he could at the two man. The knife man was able to avoid it, but the man with brass knuckles, whose vision was already impaired by blood from a cut on his forehead from when Xeno through the bottle, wasn't as fortunate. The table crashed into him and sent him to the floor. Now it was just Xeno and the knife user.


0/30

[Father 'Suke]

BAR BRAWL GO GO GO GO

+10

[xenosheedin]

    The knife wielding man's fists shook with anger. Four guys. This kid took out four guys. "Just so you know you little shit. Those guys aren't just my friends. They work of me." The man hissed at Xeno as he flipped his knife to back hand. "You are a fucking dead man. You understand me."

    "Ah so you're the leader of this group of trash." Xeno started down the Mercenary. "Let me ask you something. Did you tell them to rape those girls or are you all just that sick in the head."  he growled. "I'm gonna make you suffer like you made those girls suffer." Xeno said as he raised his hands, ready to fight again. The mercenary made the first move as he lunged at Xeno, slashing across at his chest. He was much faster then before. He must have been holding back before, xeno thought as he barely avoided the blades edge. THe man wasted little time of motion as he flipped the knife to forward and stabbed at Xeno. Xeno shifted to the outside of the man's arm, but the blade still caught him, slicing though Xeno's jacket and cutting his arm. "Congratulation. Your the first one to hit me." Xeno taunted as he dodged another stab. Xeno used his dodging to jump back towards another table, and as he got close enough, he grabbed one of five bottles off it. He whipped the bottle at the merc's head, and although it the merc knocked it out the way, it did halt his approach of a second. Xeno took three more bottles and started throwing. Now the merc had to back step as the he tried to not get hit, causing him to become off balance. Xeno grabbed the last bottle and dashed forward, planning on taking full advantage. Xeno closed the gap and was in striking range in the blink of and eye and swung the bottle over, aim the crack it on the man's skull. THe merc had to time to dodge. All he could do was raise his arms overhead to block the bottle. He closed his eyes when the bottle shattered to avoid a similar fate to he comrade. The broken bottle sliced up his arm and Xeno leaped back, getting back out of reach of the merc and his knife. 

    "Now we both have something sharp to kill each other with." Xeno said as he held the broken bottle neck. The glass had broke in a way that left several large and sharp shards still attached to the bottle neck. THey stared each other down for several seconds before both dashed foward. Both man lunged foward to stab the other, and both man caught the other's wrist. They were locked up, trying to hold the other back while trying to force their own weapon closer. Xeno quickly placed his foot against the mercs chest and tried to push him back and away. But the merc used the opportunity to off balance Xeno. Xeno was forced to lean backwards and head to release his bottle. He now wasn't both hands, but so was the merc. If he didn't do something, he would find staying alive to be much more challaging. He removed his right hand and used that arm to wrap the merc's and with a quick twist of the hips was able to force the merc to the ground. Xeno release and moved back. His he stepped back, putting distance between himself and the knife, his foot his something. He lokked down quickly to see what it was. It was one of the bars that held the back rest of teh chair use broke before. Xeno grabbed it before the merc could react

    The merc got to his feet and charged at Xeno. He swung the blade across trying to cut Xeno's chest, but as he did, xeno smashed the wooden bar into the merc's wrist as it swung. The pain caused his grip to loosen and the knife to fall t the ground. Now it was Xeno's turn to be aggressive. As the merc tried to quell the pain in his wrist, xeno stepped to his side and used the rod like a bat, swinging it to the man's gut. Xeno continued to walk past a few steps as the man fell to his knees. He could finally catch his breath. He pulled his jacket off and checked the knife wound he received. Te bar was totally empty now. Everyone had left as the danger had ramped up. Even the bartender had left in fear for his own life.


10/30

    

[Beltran]

+10

[xenosheedin]

Xeno knelt down, holding his knee in his hand. The strain of fighting so many for so long was really catching up to him. He clutched the rob he was holding tight, knowing any moment the mercenary could get back o his feet and resume the attack. Or even worse, one of his buddy's could wake up. While he had the opportunity to scan his surroundings for more improvisable weapons. Bottles, metal napkin holders, chairs, and food trays were scattered about, and Xeno was not above simply beating his opponents to death with them if he had to. He also took note of the fact his enemies' weapons were also just laying on the ground.

    Xeno wasn't the only one to make this observation. The merc started to stand back up and before Xeno would be able to land another hit, he darted for the closest weapon. Xeno srung up and gave chase but he wasn't quick enough to stop the merc from reaching his friend's steel baton. As Xeno swung with the wooden rod, the merc countered and smashed hte baton into Xeno's arm. Xeno was forced to drop the rob and stagger back from the sudden impact. Now the tides had turned. The merc stepped forward and swung again, hitting Xeno on the top of his left shoulder. Then again in the left knee. Xeno dropped to his right knee, and the merc drove the baton against Xeno's back, forcing him to the ground. 

    The mercenary rained down blow after blow to the back of the blonde haired brawler, and Xeno was helpless to stop him. All he could do was reach out and pray he could grab something, anything, that he could fight back with. THe merc reached down, grabbing xeno's side and flipping him over. As Xeno rolled he swung up and clipped the merc's face with a metal napkin holder, sending him backwards..  The quick motion sent a wave of pain from his back throughout his body, but a new course of adrenaline surged through him as well as he fought back for his life. He started to get to his feet as the merc  came back to resume the beatings. Xeno lunged forward, holding the metal box in both hands and smashed it with all his might into the man's chest, knocking the wind out of his lungs. Xeno continued to shuffle past him towards the back. His back was on fire with pain. He leaned over the bar and dropped the napkin holder. His breath was heavy and labored. 

    The blow didn't cripple the mercenary for very long. He was back on his feet much sooner that Xeno had anticipated and was already over him before Xeno could move. As he felt yet another shot from the baton to his back, he reached under the bar and grabbed one of the unopened liquor bottles. Another blow stuck his back and as the merc lifted his arm back up for another swing, xeno pushed himself off the bar. AS he got up he turned and slammed the thick glass bottle against the merc's head. Surprisingly the bottle didn't shatter, a problem Xeno would correct. He hit the merc again and again. Blood began to pour down the man's face with each hit. Xeno raised the bottle over his head and using both hands, brought the bottle down for the last time against the hands forehead. The glass finally gave and shards and alcohol sprayed in all directions. The man fell, collaped in a pool of blood and liquor. Xeno stumbled back and propped himself against the bar. AS he caught his breathe, something caught his eye. A book of matches. He reached out and grabbed them.

    A half hour later, Xeno stood in the middle of a dirt road. THe mercenary bound and gagged at his feet. A bottle of liquor in one hand and the match book in the other. The mercenary stirred and realized quickly that he was tied up. AS he struggled to get free, Xeno knelt down next to him. "Konoha shinobi gathered up your friends. They are being taken to the Hidden leaf to face trail. Unfortunately, their leader escaped. Chances are he's long gone by now. Though I doubt there will be a search for him." Xeno smirked and opened the bottle. He took a swig for himself, then poured the rest all over the mercenary. The gag in his mouth muffled his panicked screams. "I told you I would make you suffer for your crimes." Xeno said as he stood up. He picked a match from the book and lit it. "Suffer" He said and dropped the match  


20/30
            

[Father 'Suke]

Learned, way to go

[xenosheedin]

The four men that were taken into custody were charged with rape and attempted murder. They would spend the better portion of the rest of their lives in lock up. The body of the mercenary group's leader was recovered shortly after Xeno had left it. Xeno was brought to a hospital by a leaf shinobi to have his injuries treated, and despite heavy protest from his doctors, discharged himself the following morning. He had one more stop before this was over.

    Xeno knock on the door of a small house. The sound of footsteps, followed by a voice could be heard from the inside. "What do you want." The voice belonged to a young girl. Her words sounded panicked, uneasy, scared. 

    "I just wanted to let you know its over. Those man can't hurt anyone anymore." Xeno said in response. There was a moment of silence and then the sounds of locks being unbolted. The door slowly opened revealed a girl, a few years younger then Xeno. Her long red hair was unkept, and her brown eyes were puffed and red from crying. Her clothing showed signs of not being changed in a while. "Are you sure?" She said in a weak voice.
"I took care of them all personally." Xeno replied. The girl took a moment to process the information and then tears began to stream down her dirty face. Relief took over her expression. She wrapped her arms around Xeno's waist, crying into his jacket. Xeno let her let it out for a few minutes before gently pushing her away. "Take care of yourself." He said and turned and walked away, a small smile brightened his face.

[END]