1v1 Free Genre! (OPEN)

[naitome]

Name: Sniffles
Sex: Female
Race: Kitten
Power Level: Cat-like (But like...a Shinobi Cat)
Primary Weapon(s): Claws
Secondary Weapon: Teeth (Quite Sharp), Incredibly Lucky
Age: Four

Sniffles entered an endless grassy plain, tail swishing gently behind her as she sized up her considerably larger and decidedly human opponent. She let out her claws and meowed loudly in his direction, as if to indicate the beginning of their fight, slowing her forward momentum only when she reached a distance of ten meters from him.

She was ready.

ooc: come at me bro.

[naitome]

Sniffles would look up quizzically as the human would begin speaking in his general direction. He didn't understand the young mans odd language, the language of the human world, but he didn't necessarily need to, as he'd been told several times by older and wiser cats that humanity was full of idiots.

Sniffles' kitten eyes noticed a slight aura of energy begin to take form around the young mans hand as his wrist seemed fastened to a peculiar metal chain connected what was no doubt his main weapon hand and the young man's own neck. So he had a collar too! How emo... Sniffles thought to herself, as ten meters from her opponent, she activated her most popular ability.

She meowed loudly.

She sincerely hoped that the young man was not possessed of any sort of 'advanced eyesight' which might, for instance, allow him to see everything in slow motion but have no effect on actual time, thus rendering any positive effect such as being able to 'think faster' pointless because the rest of his body would still move at its normal speed. That would make the fight genuinely irritating and force Sniffles to destroy the lad that much sooner, for his arrogance of course.

Sniffles would close the distance between the two to five meters, her incredible luck swirling with a palpable energetic energy that just might be visible to her opponent. It would look much like a discolored fart.

What would happen now? She would see!

In a sudden flash, she would bound ahead, propelled at near untraceable speeds (for a cat anyway), her claws outstretched slightly, aiming to cut a bloody swathe through the boys throat, her tiny cat body rising a few important feet off the ground, front paws studded with razor sharp tools of catty catty murder.

[naitome]

Though his opponent found it completely normal and credible to conjure a six foot by three foot wall of shadow which can produce 3 foot spikes at a whim, pulled from every blade of grass in an endless field as well as unseal a katana that had just seconds ago never existed and never been mentioned which has multiple elemental abilities in order to stop the forward momentum of a single jumping kitten, Sniffles felt that such things were just retarded wastes of energy and time, and would not respond kindly to the young mans shitty defense and even more pathetic offense.

Why would he block his own vision by creating a six foot wall of solid shadow in front of him? How do the spikes know where to strike when he, as previously mentioned, wouldn't be able to see me after its formation? And I'm a cat, does he not realize that with my reflexes, and ESPECIALLY SINCE HE DIDN'T BOTHER SPECIFYING THE SPEED AT WHICH THE SPIKES EXTENDED LEAVING THIS ASPECT COMPLETELY UP TO HIS OPPONENT, its not even possible for me to be hit by this 'attack'? Sniffles thought to herself, as shadow spikes jutted out....albeit as slow as two old people fucking...and she used her extended claws to grip, swing, and flip over the spikes, and up and over the shadow wall as well as the head of her opponent.

With her momentum and tiny cat body, she'd be behind him in a matter of picoseconds (!), and drop to the ground on all fours as his 'enhanced vision' would equate only to slowed perception preventing him from following her movements (he did, after all, have a six foot wall of solid shadow blocking his vision, and no ability to affect time, only the ridiculous ability to see it move slower). As Sniffles hit the ground, safely avoiding his attacks with nimble feline grace, she'd be close enough to deal two nasty swipes through the boys emo bell bottoms and achilles heels.

But WAIT! There's More!

We did mention that Sniffles is a Shinobi Cat, and like all Shinobi Cats can do, Sniffles had been gathering her chakra (!) this entire time, nearly ready to unleash her next real attack.

SPOILER: Click to show

Technique Prepped (!)

[naitome]

ooc: its cool. take your time.

[naitome]

Sniffles claws finding their mark at the young man's achilles heels, the small kitten had finally drawn blood. Given her position directly behind him, and since for some reason he'd chosen to move

his head over to the side looking over his shoulder at the cat

instead of moving out of harms way, or lifting up his feet to avoid a follow up attack, or kicking her, or anything that even remotely made sense, she would plunge her vicious razor sharp claws into his godmodding near instantly healed heel YET AGAIN, except this time, her strike would sever the weak tendons at the back of his right ankle COMPLETELY, which would remove his ability to stand with that leg and would be virtually impossible to avoid since he was spending time talking... with all the patronizing and pathetic snide vigor of a saturday morning anime villain.

As the young man's right leg would of course no longer be able to support him, he would no doubt be forced to drop down lower to deal with the simple lack of internal physical structure a severed tendon places on the body, regardless of how fast he healed himself, not even a second would pass before her next strike would be launched forthwith (!). She would rise up, in perfect position for a taijutsu maneuver which if it connected (and how could it not, given his position and hers and the ease of motion which would allow her to perform her actions in almost no time at all while his black blood sought to form wiccan pentagrams and change the laws of physics and shit)....it would place him in pain....

....for a thousand years... (!!!)


her razor sharp chakra filled claws able to take the simple technique and add piercing internal damage that would cause such pain, the boy would probably find himself unable to move. This would be performed in order to launch the boy forwards.....which would smash him directly into the wall of shadow that for some reason he never bothered to mention deactivating, effectively, preventing him from summoning any more little shadows with his weird glowing power crap, as well as most likely knocking him unconscious from the impact, coupled with the pain and blood lost from having a razor sharp claw glowing with her own channeled energies shoved up his ass, as well as his achilles heel severed.

But its cool. If somehow her grossly ineffective opponent managed to godmod his way out of her attacks and somehow miraculously not be dead or at the least unconscious, the chakra she'd spent all this time gathering to her paws would finally find its release.

SPOILER: Click to show

Technique Used (W/Razor Sharp Claws)

Sennen Goroshi (One Thousand Years of Pain)
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A very simple technique with an over dramatic name, One Thousand Years of death is little more than inserting ones index fingers into an others rectum, causing constipation and embarrassment.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: A very simple technique with an over dramatic name, One Thousand Years of death is little more than inserting ones index fingers into an others rectum, causing constipation and embarrassment. The user is capable to figure out the true purpose of the jutsu: it is used in conjunction with a pointed object (usually a kunai) to attack the blind spot of an opponent. When combined with explosive tags, it can even kill an opponent. The technique is similar to a childish prank known as a kancho.
Limit: Universal Technique known for any character whether the person is Ninja or not.

Second Round of Prep for Unknown Technique.