Tsk Tsk Itaru
Feb 14, 2009 19:18:43 GMT -7
Post by Axcel on Feb 14, 2009 19:18:43 GMT -7
Name: Axcel
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Type of Complaint: Character Complaint
Insident Link: Several [Included in Complaint]
Complaint:
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Type of Complaint: Character Complaint
Insident Link: Several [Included in Complaint]
Complaint:
So about an hour ago or so I was thinking back when adero and I used to catch TP cheaters left and right. I remembered the time we caught Haru who had gotten away with it for so long. Feeling bit nostalgic, I wondered if I could find another. What does that have to do with this complaint? Well Mr. Itaru here (who has been caught TP cheating once if not multiple times before) hasn't really learned from his past. Anyways, on to the part you all are waiting for.Solution:
The original: Aug 5, 2008, 3:00pmHis muscles felt as though they were being torn into shreds from this strain. He refused to let himself lose control. By now it wasn't too far away from being complete. 'Listen to me you stupid dragon.' He said to his chakra and flames mentally in his head and demanded it followed his orders. 'You're going to do as I say.' He said defiantly, but the intense weight on his shoulders was beginning to be too much for such a small body.
Raisu's anger was becoming something so unbearable even for him to endure. He wanted to just punch these flames that slowly took the form of a dragon right in the damn face. 'You aren't going to win...' Raisu grunted. Slowly, he summoned chakra into his knees and they began to straighten out. His arms were rising higher into the air. It was like the gravity in the atmosphere was bearing down on him a hundred times what it normally was.
'Yeah, you think I'm gonna give up.' He snickered, thinking he had finally overcame the NinJutsu. Before he knew it, Raisu's feet left the ground and he was beginning to hover over the foundation beneath him. This was a shock, mostly considering the weight on his shoulders was also lifting from the intense pressure. Raisu's body spun around in an entire circle, and soon he found himself upon the head of a flaming dragon.
He was merely five feet off the ground or so, and the technique quickly disappeared from under him. He dropped into the grass with a loud 'thud' sound, which knocked the air out of him. Now coughing and trying to take in the oxygen, Raisu got onto his knees. His palm pressed lightly against his chest, but over the struggle for breath he was able to smile. He felt he was just moments away from mastering the technique.
Although he had to admit, it wasn't at all easy. It required a lot of chakra, but Raisu could still say he had a lot more to give. After taking a few minutes to catch his breath, Raisu pushed himself onto his feet and took a few large inhales of the air. His chest was still hurting a little bit, but he could still train. It would commence with the hand signs, naturally. Tiger; Dragon; Horse; Ram. However long this technique took to master, it didn't matter to him.
He wasn't going to let them get to him; he had training to do. Ram. This hand sign sustained upon his hands and fingers. A strong gust of wind hit him with immense pressure, almost pushing him onto his face. He quickly placed his right foot in front of him to keep himself from falling, and he regained his composure. He planted his feet firmly into the ground as he did before. After doing this, he allowed his chakra to run out of his body once again. The winds picked up. The current they were going was slow at first. After about a minute of letting the winds calmly advance, Raisu permitted one powerful burst of chakra.
It caused him fall onto one knee from the strain. Even so, he kept the Ram seal and continued the technique. Panting wildly, Raisu closed his eyes to better his concentration. 'Calm down...' he told himself. He felt as though he was going to black out within minutes, but he fought himself to not do such a thing. He needed to just relax and take his time at this technique, there was no rush he reminded himself.
Itaru's post: Sept 22, 2008, 11:13pmHis hands shook unsteadily. The chakra was being absorbed by the technique so quickly, he was going very weak, and it wouldn't be too much longer before he collapsed from fatigue. 'No,' he said to himself, 'I won't fail here.' Ziro stretched his arms to both sides. Slowly, he harnessed the winds and flames in all directions around him. Slowly, he raised his hands. The higher his limbs rose, the taller the fire grew above him. It would soon transform itself into the dragon as described into he scroll. Ziro's knees were beginning to bend, and a weight seemed to be pressing on his shoulders. Sweat dripped down his chin like a river.
His muscles felt as though they were being torn into shreds from this strain. He refused to let himself lose control. By now it wasn't too far away from being complete. 'Listen to me you stupid dragon.' He said to his chakra and flames mentally in his head and demanded it followed his orders. 'You're going to do as I say.' He said defiantly, but the intense weight on his shoulders was beginning to be too much for such a small body. Ziro's anger was becoming something so unbearable even for him to endure. He wanted to just punch these flames that slowly took the form of a dragon right in the damn face. 'You aren't going to win...'
Ziro grunted. Slowly, he summoned chakra into his knees and they began to straighten out. His arms were rising higher into the air. It was like the gravity in the atmosphere was bearing down on him a hundred times what it normally was. 'Yeah, you think I'm gonna give up.' He snickered, thinking he had finally overcome the NinJutsu. Before he knew it, Ziro's feet left the ground and he was beginning to hover over the foundation beneath him. This was a shock, mostly considering the weight on his shoulders was also lifting from the intense pressure. Ziro's body spun around in an entire circle, and soon he found himself upon the head of a flaming dragon.
He was merely five feet off the ground or so, and the technique quickly disappeared from under him. He dropped into the grass with a loud 'thud' sound, which knocked the air out of him. Now coughing and trying to take in the oxygen, Ziro got onto his knees. His palm pressed lightly against his chest, but over the struggle for breath he was able to smile. He felt he was just moments away from mastering the technique. Although he had to admit, it wasn't at all easy. It required a lot of chakra, but Ziro could still say he had a lot more to give. After taking a few minutes to catch his breath, Ziro pushed himself onto his feet and took a few large inhales of the air.
His chest was still hurting a little bit, but he could still train. It would commence with the hand signs, naturally. Tiger; Dragon; Horse; Ram. However long this technique took to master, it didn't matter to Ziro. He would train for days to learn it if that was what it took. No ninja of the Mist village would just give up. Training was always something so important to Ziro, he put his heart into it. And this technique was no different from those other powerfully ranked Jutsu. Besides, he had learned all on his own, a 'A' rank NinJutsu. There was nobody around to help him, and he taught himself all on his own. This by itself amazed Ziro, but a voice reminded him that there were many Shinobi younger than him that have done so much more than he had.
He frowned, and disregarded such stupid words. He wasn't going to let them get to him; he had training to do. Ram. This hand sign sustained upon his hands and fingers. A strong gust of wind hit him with immense pressure, almost pushing him onto his face. He quickly placed his right foot in front of him to keep himself from falling, and he regained his composure. He planted his feet firmly into the ground as he did before. After doing this, he allowed his chakra to run out of his body once again. The winds picked up. The current they were going was slow at first. After about a minute of letting the winds calmly advance, Ziro permitted one powerful burst of chakra.
It caused him fall onto one knee from the strain. Even so, he kept the Ram seal and continued the technique. Panting wildly, Ziro closed his eyes to better his concentration. 'Calm down...' he told himself. He felt as though he was going to black out within minutes, but he fought himself to not do such a thing. He needed to just relax and take his time at this technique, there was no rush he reminded himself. Even after he told himself that, he could still feel the strain like before. Exhaustion wouldn't diminish even if Ziro was eased in mind. His shoulders moved up and down like nothing before. He was so out of breath, it was like he couldn't take in air again like before.
How clever! You changed the first and last line of every paragraph to throw off any graders, as well as changing some words around. I underlined a few parts, but if you read both quotes you will find that the entire post was pretty much stolen. If you click the given links you will also find that he trained the entire B-rank technique that way. Was it possible he copied other techniques? You bet. In fact, his very next technique was copied from the very same person - so no additional links will be needed.
Original - Jul 29, 2008, 6:15pmEvery nerve in his body shouted out it anguish he never felt before. And to think he didn't even master the Jutsu yet, but it had the ability to inflict this much damage to its victim. Raisu had to gather his will power to get back up, as there was no more physical strength in his body after that accident. A massive burning sensation was irritating his chest, and once he opened his garments to look at the damage, he noticed a very large burn on the right side of his chest.
He simply pulled his shirt back down, having to put it aside. Anyone else would seek medical attention, but Raisu differed from those people. He would summon all the strength he needed to make this technique all his. Tiger; Rabbit; Dog; Ram; Horse; Ox; Dog; Ram. This injury and incident wouldn't bring him down. Raisu stretched his arm out, wrist facing up and palm open. Quicker than they did before, flames revealed themselves around Raisu's hand.
As though the accident dragged his pride through the mud, he didn't use two hands this time. It was coming along slowly, but it was something. 'Screw this.' He convinced himself, and placed his palm under his right hand. With the use of two hands, his chakra was much more concentrated and precise. Flames advance a lot more quickly this time. This made Raisu content, since he felt he didn't have any time to waste.
With the extra hand assisting the flames, it became a sphere in his right palm, almost a perfect sphere. Bright and amazing this sphere was to Raisu's eyes, but there was no to come. This sphere before him had to rotate. He needed to make sure to rotate in the correct direction this time. It needed to be away from him, and once he understood the spin of the sphere of flames, he would practice to make it more precise and understand how to actually make it connect with his opponent.
It would be an amazing feat for him, learning yet another 'B' ranked Jutsu. He would celebrate some other time, he needed to get his sphere to spin. His hand under right hand began to lightly rub against his other. In a small circle it began, slowly it advanced. Making sure to steady it, Raisu understood to not rush things. To do so would mean this technique would be a failure, and he couldn't risk that. He paced himself, and kept the speed he was going, since it seemed to be working quite nicely.
Even when Raisu ceased to force the flaming sphere to end, it seemed to not desire to stop, strangely. Before he knew it, it spun its flames completely out, Raisu being left with absolutely nothing in his hand. Annoyed, Raisu took recognition to having to do all those hand signs all over again. Having little option, Raisu began the seals. Tiger; Rabbit; Dog; Ram. Raisu tried to think over the remaining hand signs, but he was quick to recall them
Itaru - Sept 23, 2008, 1:27am [Page 9 of previous link]As though his body would shatter into a thousand pieces, he didn't dare move quite yet. The reminder of him accomplishing nothing by laying there caused him to press his palms against the soil. Tightly clenching his teeth together, fighting against the pain, he got onto his hands and knees. He forced the tears away, absolutely refusing to cry right here and now. What would that make him compared to his team mates? He would be lower than he could have ever felt if he permitted a tear to fall down now. 'You're stronger than that.' He told himself, and rose onto his knees.
He let his head fall back, his face directed to the sky. Every nerve in his body shouted out it anguish he never felt before. And to think he didn't even master the Jutsu yet, but it had the ability to inflict this much damage to its victim. Ziro had to gather his will power to get back up, as there was no more physical strength in his body after that accident. A massive burning sensation was irritating his chest, and once he opened his garments to look at the damage, he noticed a very large burn on the right side of his chest. He simply closed his shirt back up, having to put it aside.
Anyone else would seek medical attention, but Ziro differed from those people. He would summon all the strength he needed to make this technique all his. Tiger; Rabbit; Dog; Ram; Horse; Ox; Dog; Ram. This injury and incodent wouldn't bring him down. Ziro stretched his arm out, wrist facing up and palm open. Quicker than they did before, flames revealed themselves around Ziro's hand. As though the accident dragged his pride through the mud, he didn't use two hands this time. It was coming along slowly, but it was something. 'Screw this.'
He convinced himself, and placed his palm under his right hand. With the use of two hands, his chakra was much more concentrated and precise. Flames advance a lot more quickly this time. This made Ziro content, since he felt he didn't have any time to waste. With the extra hand assisting the flames, it became a sphere in his right palm, almost a perfect sphere. Bright and amazing this sphere was to Ziro's eyes, but there was no to come. This sphere before him had to rotate. He needed to make sure to rotate in the correct direction this time.
It needed to be away from him, and once he understood the spin of the sphere of flames, he would practice to make it more precise and understand how to actually make it connect with his opponent. It would be an amazing feat for him, learning yet another 'B' ranked Jutsu. He would celebrate some other time, he needed to get his sphere to spin. His hand under right hand began to lightly rub against his other. In a small circle it began, slowly it advanced. Making sure to steady it, Ziro understood to not rush things. To do so would mean this technique would be a failure, and he could't risk that.
He paced himself, and kept the speed he was going, since it seemed to be working quite nicely. Even when Ziro ceased to force the flaming sphere to end, it seemed to not desire to stop, strangly. Before he knew it, it spun its flames completely out, Ziro being left with absolutely nothing in his hand. Annoyed, Ziro took recognition to having to do all those hand signs all over again. Having little option, Ziro began the seals. Tiger; Rabbit; Dog; Ram. Ziro peased to think over the remaining hand signs, but he was quick to recall them. Horse; Ox; Dog; Ram.
I rest my case.
As you may have noticed, Itaru has TP cheated quite a bit. He's an A-rank shinobi so that means he loses 75% of his training points. Harsh? Far from it. He should receive a punishment no less, if not more, than what Haru was given when he was caught cheating.
Why? Think about it, this kid copies more techniques then Kakashi does. He has been CAUGHT cheating before, back when Asko used to be a mod. That was a long time ago, and he clearly hasn't learned his lesson. I highly doubt he's earned over 1,000 of the 4.700 TP he has, and if you take away 75% of his points then he'll end up with well over a 1,000. Thats more than most of the honest members have trained. Also look at the date of those posts - its over six months ago. Keep in mind that I only checked a few posts, I'm sure if you look back you'll find far more stolen training. Throw in a time skip and a couple of stolen A-ranks and he's probably gained quite a bit between now and then. Deducting just 75% of training points is not a proper punishment. Hell, I could make a new account right now and TP cheat my way to 6,000 TP, get caught, and still end up B-rank afterwards.
This should serve as a reminder to all the other cheaters out there, because It's quite unlikely that there isn't just one. Think of this as the head on pikes in Sand, making a message. If you cheat you will be caught and punished.
