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Doton - Dochuu Eigyo (Underground Fish Projection)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: By using the similarity of Doton - Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu (Double Suicide Decapitation Technique) the user is capable of moving through the earth and all around.
Special: "Handseals" before performing
Drawback: Technique cannot be used through Sand
Description: The user uses the basic Doton - Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu (Double Suicide Decapitation Technique) as they slam down into the ground. Doing so the user is capable of moving about within the ground capable of rising, singing and capable of pushing through the very ground in multiple types of ways. This type of attack may be used so then the user may move away from the very opponent and attack at the moment's notice.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release, Must have knowledge of the Doton - Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu (Double Suicide Decapitation Technique)

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Home, sweet home. Or something like that. He was a long way off from calling his dusty little cottage "home", but for now it was a fixture he could always return to.

Sitting around, so utterly bored that he started digging trenches in the table with is fingernail, he eventually became so stir-crazy that he allowed himself to drop from his seat and lay face-first on the dirt floor. It was then that inspiration struck him harder than he had struck the floor. With a sudden burst of chakra, he disappeared beneath the surface of the old sod in an instant and lingered there for a moment. Suddenly realizing that he was just about completely useless just laying in one position, but simultaneously being unable to do anything about it, he put some effort into pressing the earth behind him, and found his way inexorably blocked. So, he was obviously doing something wrong, and a quick experiment showed that the soil around him was as solid as it was when he was standing on it. No pushing through that, of course. There had to be a way.

Toru wondered if it would be possible to use the same wavelength that softened the soil to get him this far could be used to remove the impediment from his path. Although pushing it directly forward would prove to be a challenge, as it much preferred to go out in an ellipse from his body and evenly surround him, but eventually he managed to gently coax it to extend in the general direction of his head. And with that accomplished, it was an easy task of reversing the process directly behind his feet and pushing himself forward to his success. Unfortunately, trouble arose when he found that he could only go so far forward before the ground became stiff again and further blocked his movement. A fact that he discovered rather rudely when he was launched forward by more force than he expected and detected the wall with his nose first. Clearly this was going to take some fine tuning.

His next umpteen attempts all succeeded. . . At ending precisely the way his first one had. He ended up failing so many times that it bordered on insanity before finally resigning to the fact that he was doing it wrong. The problem was simply that he kept outrunning his own chakra flow, leaving it without enough time to move the dirt out of his way and ending with the aforementioned result. Therefore, he decided, he either needed to move slower or put out more chakra ahead of him. Well, he decided to try the latter first, focusing a good majority of his concentration on the ground that would be his path. Lo and behold, careening forward at the same speed as the last several times, he got an extra inch where his chakra was able to keep up before smashing his countenance in the sod yet again. Thankfully, he had braced himself, and he was used to the pain, otherwise he might very well have broken something.

As for the former trial that he had yet to catastrophically fail at, he didn't have very much success with that one, either. Sure, he could inch forward and a snails pace and plow through without a scratch, but frankly he could walk faster and spend less energy. However, whenever he tried to increase his speed by just a little bit, he was vaulted onward like a pebble in a slingshot. After a bit of practice he was able to gain a bit more control over his speed, but still found himself dangerously close to the edge of his chakra field. Then an idea struck him, and while moving forward at a safe pace, he pushed his chakra even farther ahead of him and felt more relaxed. So, he sped up a little more and pushed his chakra a little farther forward, the two forming a beautiful gap of safety between his tender, bleeding nose and the solidity of the ground. However, a straight line wouldn't get him anywhere except caught.

[|Ayame Unbound|]

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Awesome, a straight line. How effective that would be at getting him caught if he ever tried to go anywhere. He needed to figure out how to go deeper so that he could avoid detection from above-ground. His first attempted ended as expected, with absolutely no progress whatsoever. It was decidedly unlikely that he would be able to just drop vertically down while maintaining a constant speed, so he would have to send his chakra down at an angle. But that wouldn't work either, because he would constantly have to adjust that angle to compensate for his forward motion. So clearly he was going to have to form some sort of path that his body would just naturally follow if he were pushing forward. Which would then imply that he would have to arc his chakra smoothly and plan out his route, leaving him exposed to counterattack due to his lack of maneuverability.

Clearly he would have to be able to actively create a track to follow that he could change at a whim, which would mean advancing his previous system to a much greater degree. Starting forward at his usual pace, he began to focus on the general, abstract concept of down. What it means to descend, to lose altitude, to be farther away from the surface of the ground. After a brief period of disappointment, wherein he thought for a moment that it wasn't going to have the desired effect, he felt that he was, ever so slightly, moving at an incline. At first he thought it was merely an illusion, but after a minute or so he distinctly felt that there was more ground above him than there was before. Feeling that he was on the right track, he latched on to the memory of causing the descent and propelled himself deeper into the firm hold of terra firma than ever before.

Returning to the surface was as simple as reversing the process used to get him as deep as he was, and ran into relatively few snags along the way. Save for a miscalculation of how deep he was, which sent him hurtling through the air like a surprised whale to land with his head dangerously close to a rock. But other than that, it was smooth sailing. The next challenge he would have to overcome is the challenge of turning and changing direction with agility. Unfortunately, that would prove to be even more difficult than changing his depth at will. The first time he tried met with catastrophic failure, corkscrewing through the old sod at a dizzying rate, threatening to disorient him and make him forget which way is up. Fortunately a friendly tree stopped him from going any farther and kindly directed him as to which way the surface was. It even was so kind as to give him the gift of facial splinters to remember it by.

Back into the earth like a professional diver, he dove deep beneath the soil, deep enough to give him plenty of room to maneuver about once he actually figure out what he was doing. He arched his back and twisted onto his shoulder, shooting at an awkwardly sideways angle and generally not making much progress. However, when he projected his chakra ahead of himself and aimed the top of his head in the direction he wished to travel, he found that he could bank and turn like a fish in the water. Similarly, when he went back to neutral, he stopped turning. And shifting to the other side caused him to swerve in the corresponding direction. Thus, the discovery was made that his body would travel in whatever direction he pointed his head. He aimed for the layer of moist sod ever present on the floor of Mist village, and burst forth with triumph.

[Nurse Joy ♠]

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Name: Oujou Shokubutsu (Death Plant)
Rank: C, B
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user will create a man eating plant that will chase the enemy around.
Special: “Snake” “Tiger” “Rat”
Drawback: This plant responds to movement, so if the opponent does not move, the plant will not chase them.
Description: The user performs the handseals and then extends their arm outward. A large plant will grow from their hand. This plant is basically a very thick vine with an open mouth at the end. The plant has very sharp teeth that can rip the flesh from an opponent’s bones. At the “C” Level, the user can only make one plant. At the “B” level, the user can make tow plants using both hands. The plants can only extend a maximum of twenty meters and wilt after five posts.
Limit: Kouba Jutsu

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Digging around through his small chest of personal belongings, he stumbled upon the scroll of clan techniques that he had almost forgotten about. He snatched up the first one he saw and dove in.

A quick read through of the technique and Toru decided that just one of the man-eating deathplants would be enough, for now. Snake, Tiger, Rat, performed in such quick succession that they were nigh indistinguishable from one another, appearing to be nothing more than a random flailing of digits, and already the chakra was flowing through his body and pooling in the palm of his right hand. Closing his eyes and imagining the shape he wished his creation to take, he tuned his chakra to the same wavelength that allowed him to take command of his plant DNA and pushed. Three particularly thick roots extended immediately from the focal point and curled around each other almost on their own. This was, of course, done entirely by Toru's bidding. The roots would eventually become distinguished as the stem section of his cannibalistic monstrosity.

They extended out only a few feet, however, before sagging toward the ground and wishing to anchor themselves to it. When under the ground or attached to anything with a solid base, his roots could be quite a formidable force, but alone and free-standing in the air, they were just about useless. But saggy roots would never do for what he had in mind, so he poured more chakra into their core and spread it evenly throughout the construct. Then he proceeded to manipulate the chakra directly so that it rose and pointed straight ahead, knowing that the roots themselves would have no choice but to follow. However, as to be expected, it proved to be no simple task. Struggling to rise, shaking and holding only briefly before returning to their pitiful state, Toru felt a sensation akin to aging spread through his body. More chakra was forced in, and more effort was put into the rising of the roots. Almost there.

Much to his great surprise and delight, the entanglement of roots and micro-tubules was finally able to hold it's own without limping at any point in the shaft. Toru then sent a command to his chakra within the tendrils to move left, and lo, the tips of the fibers began to lead left. Followed quickly by the rest of the mangled tentacle, it obeyed immediately and without question. The same command, given in reverse, send the roots back toward the right, eventually leading to it straightening out in front of him again. According to the technique, however, the stem had to be able to move based on stimulus given from it's environment, not it's master. But he would get around to that soon enough, for now he was focused on making sure the structure was up to the task of supporting it's own weight. After all, what good would a man-eating plant be if he couldn't keep it up?

Speaking of keeping it up, in the brief second that he was distracted it had succeeded in gravitating to the ground ever so slightly. A burst of willpower righted the momentary lapse, but it still worried him. He should be able to focus on something entirely unrelated and still rely on the plant to do what it was created to do, but since he had to stand there and micromanage every last motion, it didn't seem likely to happen soon. Regardless, he gave it a command for only the center to rise, pooling a good amount of energy in the center of the writhing mass and keeping the concentration nice and even on either side, and it responded promptly. Returning to neutral, he created what could only be described as a flood of chaos within the confines of the roots. Thus causing it to flail, twist and shift in a potentially intimidating way, meanwhile keeping the proposed "head" on-line for a future attack. So, with the systems down for the most part, it was on to the business end.

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Particles of plant DNA raced down the length of the root construct, pooling at the end and forming what resembled a green, fleshy, uneven balloon. And for the most part that's all it was, just an uneven blob of plant matter shapely conveniently like a brain on the end of a stem. Toru spent a good amount of effort into the simple formation of this gelatinous glob, meticulously forming and reshaping every inch of it in hopes of turning it into a smooth, even dome shape that might be capable of housing a mouth eventually. He molded and he sculpted and he cast, over and over again until finally he had a uniform surface and a symmetrical divide. Now resembling a rather well-made grass club, Toru decided that he was rather pleased with the outcome of his creation. However, he was still missing a good amount of vital parts needed to make this thing functional.

Like, for instance, a mouth. There was a prominent lack of jaw on his flora sphere, which Toru decided was a problem since it was rather difficult to bite without a mouth. His idea was straightforward enough, forming opposite polarities on the top and bottom of the bulb and forcing them to fight against each other, they would eventually tear an opening that could be used as a mouth. Assisting just a little bit by ripping a minuscule tear where he hoped the process would start, he watched with satisfaction as it tore itself in half evenly but just jaggedly enough to be intimidating. A flood of grayish-green ooze poured out of the open wound, splashing loudly on the floor and smelling absolutely horrendous. It continued to drip out of the sides of the maw like a drooling animal awaiting it's next meal, slopping about crudely when Toru commanded it to open and close as a test.

Although it still couldn't bite, not without two things first. The first was a hollow on the inside so that it could function like a normal mouth, and so that was next on Toru's list. Seeing as all of the movement was created entirely with the use of chakra, the inner material wasn't actually necessary. So, it was a simple task of just commanding chunks at a time to simply fall out like decaying teeth and land in a putrid heap beneath it. The gray-green guts of the bulge piled up for a short time, until eventually there was enough space created within that he could feasibly tear off a piece of flesh and not have too much in the way. However, there wouldn't be much tearing without teeth, would there? Plants had a great capacity for a number of minerals to be stored within them, and knowing this Toru manipulated them to the edge of his plant creature and solidified them as points.

Shearing teeth, gaping maw and muscular stem, all well and good for a man-eating plant to be adept at eating men, but his monster had to be able to sense movement. Which would involve granting it a sensor for motion as well as a basic reflex system that would cause it to bite should it receive such stimulus. He'd never be able to create a fully functional brain, but he knew that the spinal cord acted almost like a second brain, reacting so quickly that the primary brain doesn't even comprehend that something has happened. It's a very basic system, a direct relationship of stimulus to reaction, without wasting time thinking about it. So, with great difficulty, he fashioned a set of fibers that were filled with fluid and thus able to conduct electricity, and sent those fibers down to his plant-monster's mouth. Then, the walls were thinned to such a degree that a small amount of light could get through. When light hit the fibers, they did nothing, but when light moved across the fibers, they sent a signal to Toru's own nervous system that triggered his naturally occurring reflexes to cause the extra appendage to bite in the direction of the movement.

[Nurse Joy ♠]

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[Molokai]

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(Ramming Wood Technique)
Rank: C-Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Summons forth a ramming beam of wood.
Special: "Dog, Boar, Snake"
Drawback: Leaves the users back wide open for attacks.
Description: Upon holding performing the snake handsign the user will crouch as a beam of wood rises in front of them from the ground/earth. The beam rises about 5 feet into the air and then darts forward ramming into the opponent at high speeds. The beam is about 6 feet wide, 3 feet thick and can extend up to 20 feet. Capable of possibly knocking the wind out of an opponent if hit in the chest or abdominal area. The jutsu is also more than capable of sending one flying backwards. If the beam connects the jutsu is most likely to be used in conjunction with a bunshin of some sort capable of carrying out an attack, to run along the beam and deliver a second blow. Though this is completely optional and not an original part of the technique.
Limit: Wood Release.

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Focusing on his clan techniques was all well and good, but it had been a while since he had put any effort into his Wood release.

Forming the hand signs slowly, one by one, and sealing them each individually, Toru focused his consciousness into the ground just before his feet. He thought about the essence of wood and what it meant to be able to control such a force. The wavelength of water, that would allow him to command oceans with enough time and effort, the wavelength of earth, that would allow him to manipulate the very ground beneath everyone's feet, combined and tuned to resonate in such a way that the very essence of life came forth from the unity. He could feel his own chakra resonating in the ground beneath him and through his entire body, giving his peripheral vision a slightly green tint, and used the materials found within his own living body to form the purest shape of life. Pouring forth from within, the chakra pooled just beneath the surface, ready to solidify into a real creation in an instant.

A perfectly shaped cylinder slowly freed itself from the confines of the oppressive earth and rose like a proud tower from the surface. Only about an inch in diameter, it formed what could be described as the beginnings of a great staff, but that was not what Toru was aiming for. His living pole rose to about waist height when he stopped it from growing higher, as that was a good start for what he eventually hoped to achieve, and then concentrated on the massive pool that still remained around it. Like an ethereal ooze, the wood element chakra seeped out from the soil and climbed it's way up the shaft. As it did so, the shaft itself seemed to expand visibly, even gaining more rings as it did so. Soon enough it stared gaining corners and edges, steadily growing into a rectangular shape as Toru forced his image of what it should be into the inflating creation.

A foot long rectangle of solid matter now rose impressively to Toru's waist, and still it continued to grow larger. Soon enough it was at two feet, three feet, the width constantly growing proportionally along with it to create a rather impressive block. Contrary to popular belief, wood was, in fact, heavy, not to mention that it was anchored firmly in the ground by it's own base, so he already had an effective shield if he needed one. But that wasn't what he was aiming for, was it? This column needed to be a weapon, not a shield. He needed to be able to do damage with this wooden beast, and to do that it needed to be bigger and faster. Four feet, five feet, it was approaching a good size to be useful. A battering ram, that's what this was going to be. A massive monstrosity capable of hammering down anything in it's path. And it was well on it's way to becoming just that.

Now at such a width that Toru could lay down on it and neither his flytrap nor his feet would hang off the edge, he felt comfortable trying to turn it into an effective ramming device. Keeping the powerful design locked into his mind, he started making the beast even longer, which meant first getting it to rise out of the ground higher. From it's height at his waist it began to grow, a result of the massive amounts of mass he was adding to the base which was helping to force it out of the ground. Chest level, almost to a respectable height for it to be called useful. But as it kept rising, Toru wondered just how high it was going to be before he was finally satisfied. Well, it would eventually have to go forward to ram anything, so he figured that it should be at about the height of a person before it was launched. Thus, when it grew to about his chin, he was satisfied to stop and aim straight ahead.

[Masakuni]

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From the block's successful ascension, it was time to make use of it's sheer bulk for a practical use. Toru angled it away from him, it's length remaining the same but the business end now pointed more toward where one's sternum would be, and poured more of his life giving chakra into the pool at the base. Channeling that again into the gigantic ram, he forced it to grow even longer with even more speed, and thanks to the angle it appeared to be moving forward. Unfortunately, it was far too slow to kill anything greater than a legless ant, which would probably prove to be a problem if he ever tried to use it. Thus, he pushed even harder, created as fast as he thought he could, constantly stacking more and more material on top of itself to blast the growth forward at ramming speed. Lo and behold, it didn't get too much faster. It even started curving downward once it got to a certain length, which meant that it's range would be limited to how long it took it to collide with the ground.

Toru allowed the great plank to continue on it's path until it finally returned to the ground, a very strong wooden arch that could very well have been the foundation for a rather sturdy building. The challenge was not in creating a powerful construct, it was in creating it at such a speed that it had the potential to ram something. Then again, maybe creating it wasn't the solution, maybe he merely had to create it first and then vault it out of it's pit at ramming speed. It definitely seemed feasible, and judging by how far his first attempt was able to go before it was defeated by it's own weight, he could guesstimate how long he would be able to make it before launch. Inspired by his new idea, he formed the handsigns and sealed them, filling the chakra pool at his feet yet again for the mammoth task ahead. Taking a deep breath, he began forming the second column.

It rose quickly back to the level Toru had decided was good to start with, at about his chin. But instead of continuing on like he normally did, he let the life filled chakra seep deep into the earth, shaping it carefully to match the dimensions of the column that already existed. He wasn't quite sure of just how deep he needed it to be, since that was all that was going to be created, but he assumed it was going to have to be a lot so that he could have plenty of mass behind any attack he used it for. It descended to a depth about three times the height of the part that already existed, putting it at an approximated twenty feet. Plenty deep for what he had planned for this monster. Thus, he solidified the abstract energy into the endlessly versatile material known as wood and, as a result, created a huge and dramatic column extending deep beneath the surface.

A coating of chakra surrounded the newly formed wooden battering ram, although this was of a very different wavelength than the chakra that created it. This chakra effectively lubricated the edges of the earth, which would allow the column to slip at maximum speed with minimal effort, should he figure out how to create a sufficient force to perform such a feat. He decided upon fashioning a chakra base at the bottom of the behemoth, adding more and more chakra until it was compressed enough to send the massive plank flying like a cork off of a champagne bottle. The layer that was created by his efforts was rather thick, but he still wasn't quite confident with it's potential for success. That was, until he actually allowed the pressure to burst out of it's confines. Chakra lining the edges removed almost all friction, so every last bit of force was used in propelling his several ton projectile towards a hapless tree that took the brunt of the impact and toppled with a painful groan.

[|Ayame Unbound|]

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Wood Golem
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Animates a tree that will act as the user sees fit.
Special: Ram, Ox, Dragon, Rat, touch the tree, hold Rat
Drawback: Must touch the tree to animate it; Slow movement speed; can be burnt by C rank Katon or Raiton. 20 ft tall tree maximum. Chakura is steadily drained - a D-ranks worth - for each turn the seal is held. Upon releasing the seal, the golem will shift back into a tree, and the jutsu must be preformed over again. Only one tree can be controlled at a time
Description: Using wood release, the user forms handsigns and pushes their chakra into a nearby tree. The tree will spring to life, using its branches as makeshift arms and roots as feet. The golem is limited to basic punches and kicks. The size and weight of the tree directly effects the golems statistics. Therefore, if you were to use it on a three foot sapling, then your golem would be only three feet tall, and bend easily in a strong breeze. Even if the tree chosen is over 20 feet tall, the size will be reduced to fit within the techniques limits
Limit: Wood Release

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While creating wood for use in techniques was all well and good, Toru wondered if it would be possible to manipulate already existing wood toward his own ends.

Namely, the trees that inhabited water country in groves. Tens of thousands of tons of wood existed all throughout the country in the form of thousands of trees, so why couldn't he take command of one for a temporary amount of time so that he didn't have to make his own. First things first, he scaled the nearest tree he could find, an ancient and mighty oak about twenty feet tall, and sat at the highest branch that would support his weight. It was clear that such a mammoth task would require a way of getting a lot of chakra into the subject without wasting a bit of it. To Toru that task was rather simple to solve, except it would require him to come in direct contact with the medium he expected to use, which also meant that if he broke contact then everything would go kaput. Thus, the solution presents itself. Sit atop the mighty tree so that he could stay in contact with it and prevent himself from coming disconnected from it.

So, from the top of his tree, he formed a string of handsigns and sealed them. Allowing his life energy to flow into the leaves and sinews of the great wood and spread throughout. Although instead of creating a wavelength of life energy, he focused on finding and matching the already existing wavelength of the hardwood. It was rather obvious when he succeeded at this, as the entire bulk quaked mightily as if a shiver had run down it's spine. The shaking continued on into the branches, down through the trunk and even into the roots, stemming from Toru as though he were the epicenter for a great tremor. It was at this point that he could feel the tree in it's entirety, every trembling leaf, the imperceptible swaying to and fro, even a mysterious sensation almost similar to a heartbeat. Like a steady pulsation of his own chakra back from the tree into him, and from him back to the tree.

Eager to test what would happen should he command the tree to move, Toru focused his attention on the chakra pulsating dutifully within the lower, thicker branches, hoping to possibly turn them into some sort of giant club. The chakra within the hefty and powerful limbs bent under his will, taking with it the massive bulk of wood and creating a surprisingly graceful arc through the air. Then, reversing the flow of energy through the various vesicles, he returned the branch to it's original, natural position. Transferring his attention then to the opposite side, he chose a branch of similar girth and attempted to recreate his previous feat of motion. Then he divided his attention between the two and command the tree to cross it's "arms" and back. He was pleasantly surprised at how smoothly these great behemoths could move, despite being perfectly still for countless years, save for a gentle swaying in the wind.

Sure the swinging of limbs could be a greatly powerful force, much like a gigantic morning star in the hands of an even larger barbarian, but with the current level of flexibility they couldn't even reach the ground effectively. To remedy that, Toru would have to completely arch the entire trunk, the thickest and strongest part of the construct. And on top of that he would also have to multitask by flailing the arms about while the whole thing was hunched over. So focused was he on bending the behemoth that he actually found himself flexing his own spine in an attempt to coax it into obeying his commands. Much to his great surprise, it almost felt as though his corresponding movements assisted in the motion, which presented the possibility that he could transfer his consciousness into whichever part he wished to control and activate it as he would his own muscle. Such a possibility would make his creation even more effective, maybe even allowing it to get up and walk. . .

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Bending and arching and swaying in every possible direction, swinging branch-arms about wildly, and generally creating what could be described as the most potentially destructive amusement park ride in the world, Toru was starting to get quite comfortable with his command over the ancient wood. However, just because the tree could swing itself around doesn't mean it's useful. After all, it's still just as rooted down as before, meaning that sufficient force can easily send it toppling, and Toru along with it. To make sure he would be able to give chase and retain balance, he needed to make the tree get up and walk. Shutting his eyes against outside distractions, he pushed his consciousness into the root system deep beneath the earth. It was vast and intricate, and as Toru started to pull them together into a single mass capable of lifting the weight above it, the ground itself seemed to shake with apprehension.

The first mighty leg burst forth from the earth, bending at what could possibly be considered a knee, and fighting grandly to free itself from the possessive sod. As more of the roots escaped from the ground, the supposed knee migrated down the tangle of tendrils, constantly accommodating for the increasing length. When the roots finally came to a point to thin to resist, they snapped and freed the gnarled limb, which lifted a few feet off of the ground before coming back down in a dramatic stomp. Repeating the process with the second root-leg, this time using the previously created one as leverage to facilitate the escape, Toru soon found himself with two beastly appendages at his disposal. Straightening up, raising the canopy to the full height he was capable of raising it to, Toru was terribly afraid he would stumble and collapse before taking a single step.

Thankfully, the center of balance was already well over the rather wide and stable base, so teetering was minimal to begin with. After taking a few moments to gain his sea-legs, so to speak, he dared to take a single step forward. Leaning the weight forward so that the center of gravity was past the base, all the while extending one foot to act as a brace to catch it before it fell, Toru found himself propelled a good distance forward. A quick estimation revealed that this golem would take one step for every thirteen of his normal ones at a walking pace. As for running, he significantly doubted his capabilities to make the beast run, so he didn't even bother thinking about it. The second step was a bit more dangerous, as he had to thrust the weight forward with a lot more force to vault it over the platform of the other leg, but since he had luckily been taught to walk at a very young age it proved to not be as difficult as one would think.

Daring a glance back at his own tracks, he marveled at the dent he had left in the previously smooth patch of dirt the tree had escaped from, as well as the jaggedly circular and impressively deep footprints the golem left as it lumbered along. In a highly rehearsed feat of acrobatics, Toru convinced the leg to step off to the side slightly as it swung around to catch his weight, and setting up the other leg off to the same side to catch himself a second time, he performed what was taken for granted as "turning". He was even able to straighten out his path immediately after and continue down a new path he had laid out for himself in his mind. What's more, he managed to multi-task to such a degree that he could continue this incredibly complicated walk cycle while simultaneously flailing the arms about in a manner that mimicked fighting off invisible enemies. Satisfied, he released the chakra and leaped backwards off of his perch, watching as his creation lost all dexterity and crashed back to earth.

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