Heart of the Shy Soul [Training]
Feb 15, 2017 4:13:57 GMT -7
Post by Nekomata Minh on Feb 15, 2017 4:13:57 GMT -7
Umbrella-ella-ella-eh-eh-eh
(Continuing the training of this technique from this Thread.)
(10)(10)(10+10)
Impeccable Will
Rank: "D" (Special, See Description)
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User has gained mastery over their own will power.
Special: ---
Drawback: May Learn at a maximum of 6 times.
Description: Each time learned the user gains 1 extra point to their save against the opponent's Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 1st 2 times they train it as a regular "D" Rank Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 2nd 2 times they train it as a "D" Rank Jutsu +10 Training Points. When the user learns this technique the 3rd 2 times they train it as a "D" Rank Jutsu +20 Training Points. This technique stacks with other Will saves.
Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique.
(10/20)
(??/10)
She whined, she groaned, sometimes did both. No matter what she was suffering from boredom. She was so alone. Alone, and had nothing to do. She spent the first few hour bouncing a small ball at the wall, and soon got tired of it. So she plopped on the bed, simply laying there. Gradually finding herself in different positions. Face first into the mattress, flipped over, hanging off the side, on the floor, etc. Fumiko was falling apart. At some point she began just prodding her bellybutton with her index finger, as she sat on the edge of the mattress. The feeling tickling her enough to be entertaining for a few minutes, but it only got irritating. That and she always feared one day her cute inny bellybutton would pop, and all her guts would spill out, and she'd die or something. Its a real fear! For her anyway.
The moral of the story so far, was that when you are bored the most random of pass times can possibly cure you. Sadly. Fumiko was not having much luck. Her willpower to even be awake to endure this was fading. She wished Junko took her now. But it was too late for all of that regret now. General,frustration coming from Fumiko as she'd constantly whimper every other time as this stale morning creeping over her thoughts as she paced around the room. It is rather sad honestly. The day started off so well, after she got done with her bath, and dress herself.
Other than the soft fabric white panties she didn't both with upper underwear since she was going to be by herself, and inside today. So she opted for a simple dark purple sundress, which was a lot more fitting that she imagined with the brown sash she added to it. A black collar buckle tightened snugly around her slender neck which added to her already submissive looking demeanor.
Her legs all the way to most of her thighs were shown, as the dress felt short. Ending only three inches below her plush bottom. Her large bust, accessorized attracively by a diamond cut within the dress which was held by a thick cross strap design. Something of that nature. It was a really nice outfit for Fumiko. Fit her well, and showed off her body in a pleasingly suggestive way. The fact she decided to wear this out of free will goes to show how comfortable she was getting with herself. Good for her.
But this wasn't about how she looked. No instead it was about her endless attempts to be entertained. She been trapped in her room for two hours now, and was officially tired of this process. She'd open the door lazily. Her stomach grumbled lightly as she did so, teasing her to find a snack. She leaned her body against the wall, and slumped over. Fumiko was miserable right now. Why the hell did she have to be left alone today? There was nothing to do damn it! Fumiko, felt like crying a little.
Not really, but she sure was feeling some kind of grief. She'd begin to venture slowly towards the kitchen. However her movements were sluggish. Soon stepping accidentally on the loose long ribbon strand of her sash, tripping and landing on the floor, foolishly. Propped up in a goofy, face down butt up position. Her tail off to the side of her, so anyone behind her, would be able to see her white panties. Oh dear... That wouldn't be a very good start.
(Continuing the training of this technique from this Thread.)
(10)(10)(10+10)
Impeccable Will
Rank: "D" (Special, See Description)
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User has gained mastery over their own will power.
Special: ---
Drawback: May Learn at a maximum of 6 times.
Description: Each time learned the user gains 1 extra point to their save against the opponent's Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 1st 2 times they train it as a regular "D" Rank Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 2nd 2 times they train it as a "D" Rank Jutsu +10 Training Points. When the user learns this technique the 3rd 2 times they train it as a "D" Rank Jutsu +20 Training Points. This technique stacks with other Will saves.
Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique.
(10/20)
(??/10)
She whined, she groaned, sometimes did both. No matter what she was suffering from boredom. She was so alone. Alone, and had nothing to do. She spent the first few hour bouncing a small ball at the wall, and soon got tired of it. So she plopped on the bed, simply laying there. Gradually finding herself in different positions. Face first into the mattress, flipped over, hanging off the side, on the floor, etc. Fumiko was falling apart. At some point she began just prodding her bellybutton with her index finger, as she sat on the edge of the mattress. The feeling tickling her enough to be entertaining for a few minutes, but it only got irritating. That and she always feared one day her cute inny bellybutton would pop, and all her guts would spill out, and she'd die or something. Its a real fear! For her anyway.
The moral of the story so far, was that when you are bored the most random of pass times can possibly cure you. Sadly. Fumiko was not having much luck. Her willpower to even be awake to endure this was fading. She wished Junko took her now. But it was too late for all of that regret now. General,frustration coming from Fumiko as she'd constantly whimper every other time as this stale morning creeping over her thoughts as she paced around the room. It is rather sad honestly. The day started off so well, after she got done with her bath, and dress herself.
Other than the soft fabric white panties she didn't both with upper underwear since she was going to be by herself, and inside today. So she opted for a simple dark purple sundress, which was a lot more fitting that she imagined with the brown sash she added to it. A black collar buckle tightened snugly around her slender neck which added to her already submissive looking demeanor.
Her legs all the way to most of her thighs were shown, as the dress felt short. Ending only three inches below her plush bottom. Her large bust, accessorized attracively by a diamond cut within the dress which was held by a thick cross strap design. Something of that nature. It was a really nice outfit for Fumiko. Fit her well, and showed off her body in a pleasingly suggestive way. The fact she decided to wear this out of free will goes to show how comfortable she was getting with herself. Good for her.
But this wasn't about how she looked. No instead it was about her endless attempts to be entertained. She been trapped in her room for two hours now, and was officially tired of this process. She'd open the door lazily. Her stomach grumbled lightly as she did so, teasing her to find a snack. She leaned her body against the wall, and slumped over. Fumiko was miserable right now. Why the hell did she have to be left alone today? There was nothing to do damn it! Fumiko, felt like crying a little.
Not really, but she sure was feeling some kind of grief. She'd begin to venture slowly towards the kitchen. However her movements were sluggish. Soon stepping accidentally on the loose long ribbon strand of her sash, tripping and landing on the floor, foolishly. Propped up in a goofy, face down butt up position. Her tail off to the side of her, so anyone behind her, would be able to see her white panties. Oh dear... That wouldn't be a very good start.