Kisimi's Training (Private)

[kisimi]

Suiton: Dekishi (Water Style: Death by Drowning)
Rank: D Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a single stream of water, around two inches thick, which moves forward at a slow rate, attempting to feed itself into the opponent's mouth, where it will fill their lungs in an attempt to drown the opponent. The attack is easily dodge or destroyed.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Moves extremely slow.
Description: ---
Limit: Must know Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release). Must have a water source.

On a cloudy, but sunny day sit on the branch a young man, who goes by the name of Kisimi. He stood to his feet on the old, rickety branch and looked out into the distance there he saw the sky, trees, and a lake full of water. He shimmered from tree to tree tin order to reach the lake. Once he got there he declared the lake as his new training ground. He sat down Indian style and began to meditate and recite all of the hand signs repeatedly. He stayed there for at least an hour memorizing the hand signs with even more experience added. He stood to his feet after an intense hour long of training from within. He would now set his sites on learning new jutsu. He thought of such a jutsu to not be handled lightly. He brought up the jutsu known as " Suiton Dekishi ". He practiced water manipulation around his feet and on up to his head. All seemed to be going well, but then he switched to the molding of his natural chakra aura. As all went well he continued to just the basic jutsu.

He would now start by gathering a small amount of chakra up to the upper part of his body and holding it still. He now would gather at least a pint full of water and slowly, but gradually ease it on up to him and then even further. The water would now continue to travel down his throat, and into his lungs. This was all a dangerous process, but he would attempt it and be farely careful while at it. As soon as he felt his breathe begin to leave him he released the flow of his chakra and the water receded back into the lake. He coughed very hard with the sound of a poor, rugged man. His voice trickled as he tried to speak to himself through a sort of whistle. He grabbed his throat and squeezed it to help regurgitate the water on up out of his lungs. It worked and out came the water. He now knew that there was a way to reverse this justu even if it did reach your lungs, but he would now consider it as a distraction or a diversion for a simple opening.

He got back up with his eyes rolled to the back of his head and then back around. He wold now try it again. He knew all the risks,but he was convinced that this was the right way to go. he gather up another small amount of chakra once again and it seeked out of the lake and up to his foot. It would now slowly sneak its way up to his neck and then his mouth. he found out that it was critically undetectable if there mind was focused on another object or possible illusion. The water finally reached his mouth and down his esophagus it went. It twisted and turned and seeked into his throat. It would now purposely suffocate him into a possible semi - coma. He once again released the jutsu and the water dropped dead. He grabbed his throat and regurgitated. The water popped out and it was uncertain to him if he had learned the jutsu or not.

[hotaru]

+8

[kisimi]

It was apparent that he had not learned the jutsu yet, so he stood back up and walked over to the lake and placed his hands directly over the water. He would now begin to consume the water through his pores and have them grow denser. He tried it once more. This time he would sink his head into the water and allow it to just easily slip through his body into his lungs. This time he did not use chakra, but it was a better was of training for him. He pulled his head out of the water and then he would try and cough up the water. He wanted to find out a new way of the water to come out of his lungs without regurgitating it or even just pulling it out by chakra. He finally coughed the water up, but felt a slight crack in his side he stood up and snapped it to the opposite side and fell back to the floor in relief.

[//Talo//]

+2

Learned.

[kisimi]

Suiton: Rikkido Haji no Jutsu (Water Style: Liquid Grip Technique)
Rank: D Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Causes water to wrap around the users arms, then stetches forward as a string of water from each arm, two inches in diameter. The water will wrap around the opponent to hold them.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Also immobilizes the user, since the water must be kept wrapped around the target by the user.
Description: ---
Limit: Must know Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release). Must have a water source.

All was so sudden and it was time for him to begin a new jutsu. He felt that he had learned the first, but it wasnt sure. He was beginning the jutsu known as " Suiton: Rikido Haji no jutsu ". He would now stand up and summon the water from the lake and to asure this he would now gather an immense amount of chakra. He would now force water to pull onto his arms and try to crush them, but not damage them. It was an explixit task and shouldnt be taken lightly. He had to be precautious and careful about how he went about learning this jutsu. He would now carefully release the water from his arms and back into the water. His arms grew much hevier and flopped to the ground. he felt a slight reanging in his left arm durring the process. Even though he was being hurt by it he was controlling it at the same time and he may have placed a little too much ptressure on his left arm. His pain gradually left his arms and he could once again move them. The only problem was maintaining a steady pulse down on his arms. He would now just target a bark off of a tree. His objective was to crush it with just sheer water power as if it were in the palm of his hand. It was as easyt as eating pie, but he was somehow having trouble with it.

He lead on to trying to disenegtrate grass bty enveloping it and cmopletely abliterating the strand of grass. By doing that would show his skill in the art of water release. His mind was thinking positive like about the situation and his jutsu training. he would at some point have to lead to the next part of his training. This task was growing to be a problem and he had to act fast or he would run out of chakra at any moment. His mind racing thought of every possible explanation and solution to his problem and everything happened too fast. The water dropped and receded as he fell to the ground. He had consumed to much water as it was, but his determination for the cause was balanced and the only possible tie breaker would be leverage between his chakra level and his determination to do what he must to learn as many jutsu as possible.

Day light broke away from his grasp and night fall was coming along. He wasnt done yet but atleast he had time to think about what to do next. He turned over with his stomach facing the ground and pushed himself up with the both arms placed firmly on the ground. He grabbed a kunai out of his pocket pouch and stabbed the earth's crust with it. He pushed himself up and placed the kunai back into the his pocket pouch. As he gasped for more air his body felt weak, expecially from all of the strain placed on it through training and just plain old stress. Ones' body cannot within much water for long, but because of his speciality in Water and Ninjutsu he had some sort of immunity to all of the water soaked up inside of him. He made a small fire from some nearby twigs and sat down and quietly whispered to himself about his past of what it may have been like. He talked himself to sleep eventually and he went into a deep sleep.

[zuka]

Learned.

[kisimi]

*DAILY TRAINING*

The next day the sound of crickets and night crawlers ended and the sound of birds over welwelmed Kisimi's ears and he opened his eyes with a slight grudge. Kisimi yawned and stretched his arms back and far as possible and his legs out as far as possible. He stood up and looked to the sky and wondered about what life would be like itf it were a ninja free world. In the morning Kisimi, instead of training for his physical attributes he traines for his mental attributes. He once heard a term that inspired him to read and it was " A smart ninja is what makes the ninja in evetryday life, but a ninja with his head on the cloudes makes himself look like a fool ". This all gives him confidence, spirituality and somewhat of embarrasement, but he manages through the day.

He would now sit down beside a tree and read his book known as " A ninja without a Heart ". It was a book that was told to give a ninja a large amount of knownlegde and thats apparently what he was looking for at the time. His mind was so cluaged that he didnt have time for such a thing. So he decided to take a break for a while and read his book for at least an hour. This book of his was 3582 pages long and he was only on the 1230th page it woudl take him some time to finish it, but he woudl evenetually. He would now read horizontally back and forth from page to page learning and training.

[Kama the Popcorn Kage]

+8

[kisimi]

He slipped through a few pages to make a spoiler for him, but it was no use he had lots to read. Now he would turn back to his original page and continue reading on untill it was time to begin training again. He kept reading and his pages increased by 10. He would now close the book and place it in his right pocket it was small but thick. *sigh* he would now meditate and in his mind levitate.

[Arashi Zetsumei]

OOC: Erm... exactly what are you looking to train?

[kisimi]

Nothing, its just daily training lol reading, ect.

[Uchiha Satoshi]

You don't get TP for just reading unless it pertains to an actual technique. The +8 TP awarded is voided as there is no actual technique being learned.

[kisimi]

Opened

[kisimi]

Oboro Bunshin no Jutsu (Mist Clone Skill)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Allows a user to create clones out of Mist.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ----
Description: A technique which creates clones with the properties of mist. Although the clones are unable to inflict damage on an opponent, any physical attacks attempted on them pass right through. Depending on the user's class level is dependent on how well and how much the user is capable of performing at one given time. If the user is "D" Class they are capable of performing four Clones at once. If the user is "C" Class they are capable of performing eight clones at once. If the user is "B" Class they are capable of performing sixteen clones at once. If the user is "A" Class they are capable of performing thirty two clones at once. If the user is "S" Class they are capable of performing sixty four clones at once. If the user is to be considered a non NinJutsu specialist the number is reduced by two for every class level that the user becomes, and if the user is a NinJutsu Master the number increases by two for every class level they become.
Limit: Water Release

?/20

He released any and all temporary holds on him. He stood to his feet and calmly took a deep breath. his eyes opened slowly as he thought up a new jutsu one that he had seen others do at a time. Its name was Mist clones jutsu, and it was used by many mist ninja and used for multiple reasons. He would now learn how to use that jutsu, and for it to be any use he would have to learn it well. His body began to flow full of chakra and in his mind he imagined an exact replicate of himself. Now to begin the training he would try and send out of his body a mist clone. As the clone seeked from his live corpse as chakra empowered the clone. He now stared at a pure image of himself made of complete water and chakra. Kisimi, to check and see if it may have any humane resemblance. His hands swayed right through the clone as it stood still. His focus has lowered and the clone desecrated. He thought up an idea to better sustain the clones structure. He went to the lake and decided to use the lake as a source of water to strengthen the clones structure and have it be much denser.

Kisimi thought up the identical image of himself once more and he would now release a clone made of pure water and chakra all over again. His idea now would be to place in much more water so that the clone wouldn't shatter as fast and would, somehow be able to travel at a farther distance than before. He would now watch as the clone, soaked in water stood on the lake. Now this was a further step than he expected to go. His body grew weaker from all the chakra being used and lost. He would now try and make the clone move upward and backward as a warm up. Everything seemed to go well, but his timing was off and the clone kept going to the opposite of his command. He placed his hands together to form the handseal known as " The Rat ". He would now place more chakra into it and create another clone. He didnt place to much pressure on it, but he placed enough to create one without defects. It was an exact replicate of the first clone, but he hadnt quite gotten it yet.

He would now add on to the clone making process by trying out water with the typical clone creation jutsu. It would not only make a great difference in the appearance, but it would also make it stronger and even be controlled much easier. thoughts of a clone so perfect so indestructible ran through his mind. It was all in his head, but he had a purpose for his cause. His next move was to loosen a small percentage of the amount of chakra being used to create just one clone, and focus on trying to create more than one clone. Now he would keep at trying to create more than one clone.

[» Comatose]

+ 9

[kisimi]

Kisimi kept at it and he even succeeded at creating a visual, mist image of himself, but it wasnt quite there yet. He dropped down out of exhaustion and he took a deep breath. He looked up and slantly in front of his eyes was a forming clone. His eyes grew heavy in excitement. Then, instantly the clone dispersed and fell to the earth. His head sunk back down slowly, but something inside told him to pick his head back up and keep trying. He posted the rat sign and chakra flowed from each point of his body to the next. He had risin from the ground and onto his feet. A clone shifted from his body and its body seemed disformed. He placed his right hand inside the clones body and grabbed hold of the loose water and air making up the limp bodied clone.

He pulled his hand from within the clone and threw it to the ground. His face quickly turned into a face of anger and he placed both hands in the clone. Then he built the clone up with chakra, which as it touched the clone and was instantly turned to mist. His hands began to shribble from the cold water. He wanted to create this clone, but how things were looking it wasnt going to become whole any time soon. His arms began to grow weak and the clone semed to take forever to grow and his head was racing back and forth between letting loose of the clone and leaving his hand in it to shribble to the size of a mushroom.

These were the kind of thoughts that made him wonder if it was worth it to do either. His body was slowly degenerating because of the immense amount of chakra being used and lost. He let loose of the clone and decided to take a break. He fell to his bottom and took another deep breath. He slowly and carefully stood to his feet. Once he stood to his feet he walked over to dead center of four oak trees and reached over to one to cut two peices of bark off of them. His hand caught a splinter and his reflexes quickly pushed his hand to his mouth. He pulled the splinter out and sucked on his hand ( finger ) for about 5 minutes.

Kisimi got the two peices of bark and continuously struck them together hit by hit. They made fire and he placed them on the ground to burn. He went back over to the lake and he placed his hand in it. He felt a few fish float by his hand. He manipulated the water and used it to rise a couple of fishinto the air for him to easily grab them. He wlaked back to the fire and grabbed 3 small sticks. He set them up like a stand and stuck the longest stick through one fish, cooked it and then he did the other the same. Night fall was nearly there and he was ready to eat. He grabbed the firstfish in site and began to eat it. It was a little fishy tasting as in he didnt cook it all the way, but he was really too hungry to notice.

He finished off the first fish and went for the second. Once he finished it he layed against a tree and closed his eyes. He opened them back up and kept thinking about the mist clone jutsu. He promised himself that tommorrow he would perfect it.

[I C H I R O™]

+10

[kisimi]

Kisimi woke up from a deep, but dreamy sleep to feel a presence in his mist. In front of him was a stone still figure that sent chills down his spine. For every breaking moment a cool breeze blasted his skin and he felt as if his life was threatened, but he paused and thought a second. Am I dreaming... No! He opened his eyes to see a reflection an ( Image ) of himself....

[Kinz]

learned. fix your avi and sig. they are too big. need to resize them.

[kisimi]

Kirigakure no Jutsu (Hidden Mist Skill)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A Skill where a user uses the water around them to create a massive mist to fill around the user.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A skill which creates a very dense fog that descreases the surrounding visibility to near zero. It produces an environment perfect for a silent assassin who follows an opponent through sound. This mist can not be blown away by any type of Wind Jutsu.
Limit: Water Release
0/20

Unfortunately he is still weak and is unable to perform any heavy jutsu. Kisimi looks to the sky and asks the gods to watch over him for he may kill himself attempting this jutsu at his level of a ninja and at his chakra size. He drew unto the power of the water and formed it into a ball of mist within his hand. That ball of mist was all he could create, but it would do for him that is. His whole body dropped to the ground and the mist floated into thin air. He coughed up a great deal of blood and behind it came water from a previous jutsu he had to attain through hard work and force. His lungs were filled with water and was beginning to run out of breath.

He slowly and carefully extracted the water from his lungs on out of his mouth onto the ground. The water was mixed with blood, which let him know that he had eternal bleeding. Though it was nothing to worry about it still kept him from doing a number of things now. All he could do now was sit and watch as the lake tossed and turned side to side from the shore to wherever it may be going. He wouldn't, he couldn't, and he wont let this happen to him. He jumped to his feet rushed over and ran about 10 feet out onto the lake. He built up every bit of water he could to make a massive ball of mist above his head. He released it into the area around him. It had seemed to work...

He dropped to one knee and coughed up more blood. The mist failed to sustain a constant line of the needed substance to maintain a revolving state of its being. He fell completely to the water and with not enough chakra to keep him above water he began to sink. He though in his mind " What am I to do ". He swam to the top of the lake at sat there floating above. He then swam over to the shore and crawled out of the water. He was so tired to even catch his breath and stand to his feet. He grabbed for the tall plants and pulled his weight behind him to the large patch of grass. In his mind there was nothing to the jutsu, but his body was telling him other wise. He tried to get a firm grip onto the ground and boast himself up to his feet. He had a bit of help from the oak tree that stand firmly rooted just a foot ahead of him. His head a tingling with a troubling migraine. So he took one step and fell over on his front side.

His face covered in dirt and water with a slight grudge of mud to taint his skin a little. He began to weep out of the blue. The reason being he is to weak to stand onto his feet. He closed his eyes and tried to think up a way to learn and master this jutsu. He screms to himself " I WILL MAKE IT MINE "....