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Doton: Deido Bunshin no Jutsu (Earth Release: Mud Clone Technique)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu Defensive, and Offensive
Effect: Allows the user to create clones out of Mud.
Special: Dog, Rat, Boar, Ox
Drawback: Needs a source of mud that can supply enough mud to make the desired amount of clones. Ex: If there is only enough mud to make four clones, you cannot make eight, only four.
Description: Using mud in the area, the user can create mud clones depending on his/her ninja rank/class. Because the clones are made of mud, they are more durable than most other clones. May take two hits to destroy instead of one. The personality of the clones depends on the user’s personality. The user can channel thoughts with the clones. The weight of the clones and amount of mud needed depends on the user's body weight. Finally, the user can control what the clones say, and control the clone’s actions. The Mud Clones are capable of using any technique that deals with mud.
D Ranked Ninjas: Up to four Clones at a time.
C Ranked Ninjas: Up to eight Clones at a time.
B Ranked Ninjas: Up to 16 Clones at a time.
A Ranked Ninjas: Up to 32 Clones at a time.
S Ranked Ninjas: Up to 64 Clones at a time.
Limit: Must know Earth Release.

~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni

The sight the smell...it simply reminded me of the first time I caught sight of a dead body that hadn't been tended to...by shinobi, but by wild life. The horrid smell lifted and shoved itself through my nostrils, flesh and bone whiffed within and the harsh images of what it could've looked like before-hand making things worse than they already were. The single path that was walked along as I followed through with my little stroll would be cut short as I decided to work along Earth Style techniques in the mud region, this same substance at either side of my path bubbling as if it was heated or continuously bringing itself breath as I myself would. All breathing through my nose would be halted and instead I would breathe through my mouth... Just being here and taking a sniff of this stuff made me want to throw up my breakfast,

Little things such as this however weren't going to halt me from beginning my training. A technique that I had thought to work on while I was here would bring the dirty substance into a figure form within the exact same colors and weapons as myself after infusion of chakra would completed. The technique known as Doton: Deido Bunshin no Jutsu. As noted, the technique would re-animate the disgusting substance known as mud and bring it within the form of the user after a bit of chakra focus and fueling. The technique was no doubt something that could bring aid to a user in battle with the slightest of notice and than there were more to the mud techniques than just smell and movement. My eyes would be shrouded momentarily to follow blink before I would think back and bring the needed handseals to mind as quickly as I could.

The handseals would come as easily as Dog, Rat, Boar, Ox...handseals which would be performed with almost no effort. Chuckling a bit as I reminded myself of the intense skill I possessed, my hands would slowly lift to my chest cavity and my eyes would narrow before my fingers quickly shoved themselves upon will into quite interesting positions that would come to aid me within the end. My left hand would form a tight fist to where the back of it would face the skies that seemed all so dim as time had seemed to pass rather quickly as I traveled, and my right hand would form an open hand, fingers together and my palm parallel to the very bit of earth below my feet. Sliding this very palm atop side my fist, I would come to have successfully formed the Dog handseals. From here, the seal would be broken and slowly, my hands would part as I caught the next needed seal in my mind.

My wrists would be shifted vertically and all but my index and middle fingers of the right hand would be rolled into the center of my hand, everything else pointing toward the very skies that used to be so blissful, hold so much interest and beauty...at this point of the day it had been lost of course, no care was shown for such a thing no matter how much good it had brought us. My left hand would simply be pulled over to clench these to protruding fingers in order to successfully complete the seal and continue on. As all seals were when they had come to meet their duty, this one would be broken and distance would be brought between my hands slowly as I shifted the position of my wrists and brought my fingers of all both my hands to be partially extended, nearly rolled in to the center of my palms. This being done, I would bring these hands together while my fore knuckles would face the ground.

Yet another seal easily formed, I would break it and make way to the final seal, the Ox. My right hand would be flattened and all the fingers among would be spread just a bit while my left hand would be twitched, my wrist vertical and my pinky and finger as well as my index finger as well. From here, horizontal fingers (middle and ring) would be pushed to intertwine with my opposite hand and the seal would successfully grow formed, a smirk lifting upon my mug. Swallowing, I would take notice to the immediate channeling of my chakra, twirling throughout my now brightening chakra system and feeding itself through my chakra points into the disgusting mud before my eyes. Twisting within a creation process as I channeled this to be embedded within earth, the chakra would slowly shape each point of the mud from the molding head, down to its foot.

Slowly rising, chakra flowing graciously through the things' body, it would lift from the mud within a matter of moments, each point dripping but soon solidifying as my chakra hardened itself within, creating something that would be needed for a later time. My eyes would narrow upon the complete replicate in the distance and I'd simply smirk at my creation...just another technique to add along with everything else...

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Doton: Deido Kawarimi no Jutsu (Earth Release: Art of the Mud Replacement)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Causes the user to swap place with a mass of mud near them.
Special: Ram
Drawback: Only capable of being used with mud. May only travel a maximum of ten meters from the original spot. Cannot be used more than three times in a thread.
Description: An advancement of the replacement technique utilizing Deido Nohara as the catalyst, the user will quickly perform a singular handseal in order to quickly escape from their current position. Swapping places instantly with a mass of mud, the user is capable of appearing away from their location, in the same location as the mud that had been used, a maximum of ten meters from the user's original location.
Limit: Must have Deido Nohara. Must have Doton on Jutsu. Must know Kawarimi no Jutsu.

~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni

Another Earth Release technique consisting of Mud usage, "D" Rank. Doton: Deido Kawarimi no Jutsu (Earth Release: Art of the Mud Replacement), which of course did exactly as the name spoke. The technique was usually to be performed in battle during split second situations where the a shinobi would either be trapped or searching for a way to get closer to an opponent within a short period of time or movement. Ten meters had grown to be the technique's maximum range and just that was needed...there would be no use for the technique if one was trying to perform it from any distance greater, only shorter would be valid. There were a ton of possible ways to use this technique in battle and they all would seem to graciously run through my mind as I shrouded my Onyx beams from sight and began to think to myself while remembering that one needed handseal.

The Ram handseal was needed as well as a mud source for successful performance of the technique at hand. A single technique such as this one could be the ticket that pulled a shinobi from a hell bound train and this very technique was to be added to my arsenal and used as it was stated it could be used. Lips parting, oxygen would quickly slip through my mouth and travel down my throat to bring my lungs across inflation and hold it in this position for a few moments before the very inhaled breath would be released back into the dirty air around me. Lungs shrinking back down to its original size, I would lift my eyelids which shrouded sight before me and bring my hands to my chest slowly while keeping in mind the very single handseal that was required for this technique to be a success here and without doubt.

Swallowing as I my hands closer together with a quick flicking of my wrists to align them along the correct position to perform the needed handseal, the fingers of my left hand would be brought to a vertical point, their tips gazing toward the swamp dark sky while my pinky and ring fingers were rolled in toward my palm, thumb resting up against my index finger. Along my right hand, nearly the same thing would be done, my index and middle fingers vertical toward the deep dark skies and my pinky and ring finger rolled in toward my palm while the thumb would once again rest up against my index finger. Both hands would be drawn closer and closer within a moments' notice and my left hand would be lifted slight in order to be placed atop my right, successfully making contact and performing that of the Ram handseal. No downfalls on my part and definitely no regrets as this would be done in no time.

Fingers leaning up against each other, I would channel the chakra summoned by the seal and needed for the technique, quickly shoving it throughout my body for a quick movement, something like that of a shunshin, while the Clone in the distance would be forced with the same amount of chakra. Seeing how it was created of mud, there would be no problem with me switching it with myself, positions altered within the blink of an eye in a circular cycle. Smirking as I came to realize that I had been standing atop the mud, I would begin to sink...quick to lift my right foot and focus chakra throughout the soles of my boot to enable a firm stand atop the odd source while the mud clone rested in my previous position completely cool, hanging, nothing to worry about...what a win.

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Doton: Deido Bunshin Jisatsu no Jutsu (Earth Release: Mud Clone Suicide Technique)
Rank: B
Skill: Ninjutsu, Offensive
Effect: Previously made mud clones do the kamikaze method and blow up on contact with an enemy.
Special: Dog, Rat, Boar, Ox, Dragon
Drawback: You lose a clone every time one does this.
Description: Using Deido Bunshin no Jutsu you create a clone or clones and they attempt to capture and explode on the enemy, on your command. The explosion is not big and is meant for a close range explosion. The explosion is about as big as an exploding tag's.
Limit: Must know Earth Release. You must also know Mud Clone Technique.

~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni

The clone before me would continue to gain its natural colors that would be affixed by my will and chakra, and upon such happening a follow up technique would make way as to straddle itself within my mind and force me into training it on the spot, immediately. A deep breath would be taken as my lips parted and brought my lungs to expand a bit before shrinking back to their original size and the name of the technique would be reviewed as well as its doings quickly. My eyelids would lower over the onyx beams that ensured sight and my mind would be placed in a slightly better place for the time being. This technique was sure to bring victory to a shinobi such as myself in certain situations and from such would rise a lot more than just fame. A light chuckle would run along under my breath as the smell of this waste land climbed into my throat and ran wild throughout my nostrils... What a time to laugh eh?

Eyes shrouded tightly, I would bring everything along as smooth as I could without having to open these very eyes anymore for a few minutes to moments at least. Doton: Deido Bunshin Jisatsu no Jutsu (Earth Release: Mud Clone Suicide Technique), a "B" Rank technique that required a previous technique I had trained into which was the Mud Clone Technique. The use of this very technique was that of shoving an explosion dead up an opponents' as like fireworks...heheh, indeed it would be interesting to see such a technique come to work but first I had to start along with the basics of the technique which meant that handseals needed to be memorized. Somewhat relieved, I would close my eyes and tighten my jaw momentarily as I found the handseals to be pretty much the exact same seals for the cloning technique only with a few in addition.

It seemed as if I was going to head through hell tackling this technique but if this was the case I truly didn't mind...as of now, I was in....the Mood. Eyelids lifting to reveal the swamp that formed around me and the clone just within the distance before me standing atop source in which it had been birthed, I would lift my hands to my chest and begin with the most important park of the technique other than the needed handseals. My lips parting, I would slide my tongue across my lips and hold it for a brief moment before continuing on with my business here. Swallowing while I lifted my hands up to my chest cavity, my eyes would bounce from the Mud Clone straight ahead and to the dark scenery around me... I wandered into the strangest of places as I strolled along and just to find a place such as this...It pissed me off, made me feel like I had bad luck...and I hated that.

My palms would come together for a brief moment, heat being transferred through as I held them together, fingers laying up against one another for the time being. This would soon come to a sudden halt as I removed my hands from such contact and quickly shifted my hands' positions, flicking my wrists to move into a more appropriate position for the successful performance of the technique's handseals. My left hand bringing all my fingers into a tight roll, I would make sure to bring the back of this fist parallel to the darkening skies above and quickly shove my attention to the hand along the right side of my body with a grin. Hand coming to a quick flat, parallel to both the skies as well as the dirt beneath my feet and fingers laying together for success. With ease the two would be brought together and my right hand would slide atop the backside of this tightened fist.

Success within that of the first handseal had been made and I would simply continue on by breaking this handseal with less than that of ease. A quick tighten of the jaw would bring me to sudden thought, wondering just what would I be up to after this...what was I to do. This Life grew boring pretty fast but it was up to the life of that shinobi to make things more interesting whether they were to suffer consequences because of it or not. Another win....at least for now this was a win.

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~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni
Deido Bunshin Jisatsu
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The handseal held before my chest would grow dull as I drew the smallest bit of chakra available through its formation and slowly broke this one seal, my hands growing, drifting apart slowly as I readied myself to shift the current positions of my wrists in order to head on into the next that needed to be formed for this technique. The next seal that was to be formed was already in mind and the sacred performance that was required for the technique at hand was no surprise at all. In fact, this handseal business was pretty much second nature to all shinobi who used Ninjutsu in the first place and so this would be completed sooner and grow a lot easier to me by the time I completed this technique. Only the curve of a smirk forming upon my lips would bring me to continuing the training of these handseals at hand, and there was no looking back.

With the needed handseal in mind as noted, my hands would quickly shift, my wrists clicking into another position which would come to be done smoothly and aid me greatly as I was to perform the seal required. Among my right hand, my right hand would be positioned to where my index and middle fingers would be placed to a vertical mount as the usual handseals called upon, gazing toward the skies above that everlastingly stained this swamp that I had grown to train within as life passed on ever so carelessly. Swallowing as my tongue came to slither across the surface of my lips I would take a quick look to the clone in the distance and narrow my eyes quickly before my heart throbbed one great and brought me to the quick conclusion that I needed to head on with this... This training after all didn't seem to be all so hectic, I'd coped.

Along this same right hand, my ring and pinky fingers would be rolled in toward my palm successfully while my thumb would rest against the side of my index finger... This was just half of the seal that was completed at this point and not a single thing was going to halt me from finishing it in any way whatsoever. I could grin and grunt all I wanted but this technique wouldn't progress any faster than it already had been. Time was flowing as gracious as my skills within the release of Earth was and I had to say, in all honesty, it wasn't that great...yet. My left hand wouldn't take to doing much forming as it wasn't really needed, only thing now was to wrap the fingers of my left hand around my right in order to successfully manage to create the Rat handseal. Of course I would do so and a bit more chakra would be born within my grasp for a future technique; I couldn't stop now... I didn't want to at least.

The seal would be broken quickly, fingers falling from their shape as I slowly pulled my hands apart, distance drifting in between as lightly as the gargantuan clouds above would smooth along throughout their everlasting paths. Sadly, at this very moment clouds weren't in sight and I wasn't too sure if they were to come back... at least not while I was within the training for this technique here. It seemed as if this would go on forever and ever...a continuous string of handseals never ending until the one performing them would lose his or her life in some odd and random tragic accident...that definitely wasn't to happen to me, never. The next seal had already popped into my mind at this point and from here I would need to shift the positions of my wrist to that of a vertical stand however, the tips of my fingers would be gazing toward the ground and not the very clouds this time.

My hands would be lifted up to chest level once more as I would continue on by rolling my extended fingers in toward my palm and than quickly partially extending them, this being done upon both hands, my fore knuckles were now gazing toward the earth instead of my fingertips. It seemed as if this wasn't coming to help me at all but the handseal formation training was something that would greatly aid in the future. The Mud Clone in the distance would stand firm as I completely lost focus on it messing around with the Mud Technique that would transform him into something that was to be loved by myself for months and maybe even years to come... Slightly ridiculous what I had been going through but at the same time it was indeed incredibly necessary. My hands would be pushed forth and meet in order to successfully form the Boar handseal...

Another seal down and just a number of two more to go.

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~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni
Deido Bunshin Jisatsu
[XX||50]

I could speak that I was half way there and there were just an amount of two more handseals that I needed to get through before I began messing around with chakra concentration and a Clone explosion here along within these swamps of Hi no Kuni. The horrible smell would seem to grow worse as to bring my eyes closer to tearing with each breath taken through the nose at this point. A quick look around at this terrain once more my eyes would drift down to the boat handseal before my chest and than back to the clone within the distance that seemed to be so everlastingly relaxed with not a damn worry along his conscience. If this training didn't bring such focus I would probably be in that things' place at this point taking that very breather instead of standing here worrying about completing this within a certain time.

My hands would begin to drift away from each other, fingers slowly losing contact and the handseal formed before my chest beginning to quickly lose its shape, fingers flopping into a random position before the needed handseal that was next to be performed was catapulted throughout my mind as such happened here. My wrists would shift into the needed positions quickly, my right moving into a flattened position and my left moving into a more vertical position. Along the right hand my fingers would be spread apart from each other as I readied to intertwine them with those of my left hand to run through the next handseal that would bring me a bit closer to the completion of this explosive technique. A slight grin would form onto my face as I slid my right thumb up against the side of my index finger and began to position the fingers of my right correctly.

Eyes narrowing the slightest as I parted my lips to inhale, sucking oxygen through my through and filling my lungs quickly as such would happen, the life that was being lived would come to be prolonged just a bit and a slight bit of focus would bring a bit more success to the finishing of this seal. This breath would no doubt be released as easily as it had been taken and my left hand would hold its current position, my pinky and index fingers vertical while my middle and ring fingers would be turned to a horizontal position. Distance quickly closing between my hands the intertwining of my fingers would begin and be completed with the easiest of a movement, no doubt determined easy within my mind at this point as one final seal was required for this technique to be completed and so there would be absolutely nothing for me to worry about here.

It wasn't to be stretched how this technique could aid in battle as a ton of the previous techniques that had been learned by myself and it was obviously just as important as those very techniques. All that was light around my body would fade away slowly into a dark pit as my hands would begin to part once again, the seal before my chest coming into a nice break while pacing faster into drifting away... The final handseal was already in mind at this point and it was just about to meet its formation while I would use it to gather the necessary amount of chakra that would pull this technique together and than throw it all back out ever so recklessly. The darkness that stood around my body would spiral, picking me up within a thick hurricane of thought and effort after my hands would meet their drifting extents and my mind coming to a halt, all thoughts vanishing as I readied to perform the final seal that would bring me within the range of completion for this technique.

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~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni
Deido Bunshin Jisatsu
[XX||50]

This technique had been stretched on for minutes as I brought myself through the handseals that needed memorizing and the thoughts of performing it successfully would pound through my mind as this twister halted and sight would return within a slit of light before my eyelids finally lifted accordingly. Sight restored, my hands would instantly flick into position and my fingers would meet the needed requirements for formation of the Dragon handseal with that less than ease and the slightest bit of effort. Palms toward my chest and the back of my hands facing the distance, my pinkies would be placed nearly vertical to the ground and my thumbs would slightly bend in to make swift contact. At this point all that was left to manipulate into position would be all the fingers in between these two which shouldn't be all too hard or any hard at all as I would come to think seeming how easy everything else had been done here.

The formation of my fingers would begin as I enclosed them upon each other, closing the distance in between my hands as I would've eventually done. Middle, ring, as well as my index fingers would be partially extended all the while they would head along closer to the opposite hands' fingers closing in to intertwine with one another in order to bring succession into this seal and end this horrid process that prolonged and stretched along for half the time I had been here. The Dragon handseal had made completion upon my own will and now there was a bit more to do which would resemble that of the chakra controlling and distribution within the clone in the distance away from me. The chakra that had been built slightly from the formation of these seals wasn't so big if meeting a moderate size at all in the first place and so I would pull from my reserve when needed in order to continue this training.

It would come to a huge relief to a shinobi such as myself and the result would be a quick dipping of my hands motionlessly down to my sides as I plopped along the dirt beneath my feet in order to take a quick break before continuing on with this...the final stage of this technique and like the handseals, I would take it down with the least of effort, or so I would begin to hope. Time was continuing to pass over as if I didn't even exist within this place and just being stuck within the muck of this place, that horrible smell that made your nose burn and stenched your clothing would just continue to piss me off as much as it could. If this place had care I doubt it would use it as it was formed to be like this...however it would never leap from my mind that whoever created this place or let it create itself cared for those of us shinobi in the first place.

On the other hand however, there were shinobi who could use this place to their advantage and with the greatest of ease as well. My hands would be lifted to my chest once more and the handseals required would be reviewed quickly as I sat in place, my legs crossed and my mind screwed onto this little moment that I was to have to myself. The handseals were done being memorized however there was never too much practice and so reviewing the handseals that I had to perform once more would bring me myself a bit closer to success before I decided to move into the chakra focus and concentration portion of this technique. At this point it was obvious that I had not a single complaint as there was no need for none... Other than that urge to complete this training I was good, and nothing was about to stomp its foot down on my success because it could of course be removed with very much less than ease.

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~Flashback Training~
Setting: A Swamp Located Within Hi no Kuni
Deido Bunshin Jisatsu
[XX||50]

Sitting atop the dirt, I would finally come to make my stand, my gloved hands being placed atop the dirt to support my lift while the metal protectors on the back of my gloves would shine just barely beneath the dim clouds above my head swaying through the skies as the oxygen released from my lungs. My jaw would come to be tightened as my hands lifted slowly up to my chest and ran through the necessary handseals starting with the Dog. My right hand would instantly shift into that of a flattened position where my fingers would squeeze together, my thumb resting up against my index finger where as my left hand would bring each of my fingers rolling into a tight fist and the barely shining piece of metal on the back side of my glove would be gazing toward the skies as my right hand was. Quickly and without hesitation these would be brought together, my right sliding across the top of my left to be it through success.

The next handseal would be known as the Rat in which we already knew wouldn't take any real effort as it was one of the simplest known to the shinobi within this cruel world at hand. Tightening my jaw as I broke the handseal resting before my chest and drew them further apart, they would come back together quickly while forming just the necessary movements for success. My left hand would be pretty much open, all fingers together as it pulled toward my right hand as if it were a magnet, and of course this hand would have the pinky and middle fingers rolled in toward my palm while my middle and index fingers would be used, placed within a vertical stand, the tips of my fingers gazing toward the skies above. My thumb would rest up against this and my left hand would wrap the warmth around those two fingers, index and middle successfully forming the Rat handseal. Not much else was needed here and so my hands would split.

Before coming back together I would push my hands and flick my wrists into the next needed positions, both my wrists making a vertical stand, my fingertips gazing toward the ground before they were rolled in and partially extended. With this being done swiftly upon both hands I would bring them together and quickly not my success. Breaking the formed seal, there was but another resting within its place that needed to be formed and would be easily and without effort as success for this technique drew me near as a magnet would metal. My wrists would shift again and my left hands' fingers would meet a vertical stand (index and pinky) while my middle fingers would be held horizontal, my wrist vertical. All the while along my right hand my fingers would all be horizontal along with the positioning of my wrist and slowly as these very fingers spread away from each other a bit they would come to intertwine with the opposite hands' meeting completion once more.

One final handseal rested in my wake and it would be formed easily, my pinkies being placed toward the dirt and my thumbs bending in to make contact with one another, slightly vertical, partially extended. My middle fingers (ring, middle, index) of both hands would be rolled in just a bit as they met partial extension and intertwined with the fingers of each opposite hand... It was apparent at this point that the handseals were completed and all I needed to do now would run along with chakra concentration. From the handseals that were formed, my tenketsu would suddenly make existence as it brightened and chakra grew pulled from my reserve and shouted, shoving itself throughout my body easily and effortlessly...nearly. Tightening my jaw as the chakra grew larger and larger, I would narrow my eyes upon the mud clone in the distance and focus this very chakra to channel what was already built deep within it.

The concentrated chakra would begin to die out as it drained away from my reserve, its use growing dim but my plot to bring explosion nearing its peak. The technique had proved difficult but it was nothing that I couldn't handle. The chakra within the clone would be focused on dearly, a slight vein bulging within my forehead and the chakra built into the clone somewhat detonating, forcing itself outward and the clone exploding into a flurry of force and slight flame, mud gushing in every which direction and slightly winding me, myself. A small chuckle would slip through my breath and I'd drop to the dirt...

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