whatur treaninz. [T/P]
Dec 19, 2009 13:15:11 GMT -7
Post by roko on Dec 19, 2009 13:15:11 GMT -7
So, like, he entered.
Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release Skill)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: ---
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: With this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Water. This means that any NinJutsu or specialized TaiJutsu that deals the Water Release will need this in order to be performed correctly.
Limit: ---
0/10
Suiton no Jutsu (Water Release Skill)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: ---
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: With this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Water. This means that any NinJutsu or specialized TaiJutsu that deals the Water Release will need this in order to be performed correctly.
Limit: ---
0/10
To be able to take what fed man life and turn it against them was a strategic step in the direction of conquest. To be able to utilize what gave human birth, what human had been primarily made up of and then strike them with it, tearing them to treads and disposing of them like one would a old jelly donut- if one succeeded in pulling such tasks off, than they hadn’t need to worry of death till god himself rained down from the heavens himself and annihilated all that existed with a heavy hand. Today was to be the day in which the bronze hyuuga would break from his safe haven of taijutsu and conquer this devil of an element. The waves would be at his very command, the heavens would stare in awe, his enemies would soil themselves hearing just his name. Oh what a leap it would be, but, for Takeshi would it be like the day he had begun the training of his Jyuuken, mastering his art of chakra ‘daggers’ to its fullest potential.
! ! !
It would all begin now. Out in the clearing, near a mass of water would he sit, his back straightened and mind heavy, saturated in thoughts, scenarios playing out like old movies on a projector screen. He had to be able to force them water to move with his chakra – he could already manipulate it in a way in which rendered his opponents useless, like rag dolls under a toddlers small bed. With his mind would he command the docile waters, to coat the fields of battle in their transparent strengths. With eyes shut would his visage dwindle to naught, though, in his mind, had he known the way – he could see it all. It would be time to visualize all that would happen, all the possibilities in which he could bend the water to his will; the water was the beast and now he was the tamer. With mind racing like the feathers of Hermes sandals would he concentrate on what had been a possibility and what could be made into one.
. . .
Nothing, nada, zilch. Oh how he pittied himself now, I mean, god damn! This wasn’t as easy as he thought. T’was not just the manipulation of his vary own chakra, but now it had been that of an outside force, something he had never done before. He had to use his chakra inorder to move the water, but, could he even do that? The time in which he spent, the irreplaceable hours in which he had lost in learning how to shoot teaming azure-energies from the tips of his fingers. He could do it – he had to do it. With intense concentration and god-like will would he focus, sweat to bead from his temples and fall onto Gaea as they slowly slipped from his dark skin like an elderly would from life – silently. He could do this, he knew he could do it, he would do it. Beads of water would lift slowly, as if void of life as he would maintain a mental wrap on it.
Without hesitation would he twirl about this clear liquid, slowly, yet, carefully, paying key attention to what he would do and even think. It was exhausting, it was difficult, but it was worth it for now he worked it all together. In a whip like water would the water rise, though thin as a nickel would the Hyuuga know he had only advanced onward in a grand way, his chakra control to exponentially grow in a grandiose form as he would continue the meager manipulation of what was needed of all life. In different ways could he morph it, to a shield, to rains that would descend from the heavens and pound gaea with forces of rage. There was an endless list of all that he could do, all that he /would/ do come the day when he would learn it all, master all aspects of it.