Training Session
Aug 24, 2011 17:30:34 GMT -7
Post by Botan on Aug 24, 2011 17:30:34 GMT -7
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Boutou no Jutsu (Boom Technique)
Rank: “D” Rank
Skill: Genjutsu
Effect: Creates a large booming sound that echoes within the opponent’s skull. Only they can hear it.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ----
Description: Creates a large illusionary booming sound within the opponent’s skull. Because it is genjutsu, only the target can hear the sound, which can then disorient the opponent or weaken the opponent’s resolve as well as cause an immediate distraction. As the sound is not real, no actual damage is done to the ears and as such they may continue to hear fine afterwards.
Limit: Must know Phantasm Perception, must know Sasayaki no Jutsu
Botan was sitting on a bench, behind his house, looking over the small arena he and his father had created when he was a child. He remembered the countless hours he had spent training on the rough patch of dirt, now little bits of grass growing on it because it was never used when he was gone.
His father walked around back, calling Botan's name, when his father walked around the corner he grew quiet though. He noticed Botan sitting on a bench, dwelling in the memories. Slowly his father approached him. "Dinner's ready son" his father announced, in a now lowered voice. Botan remained looking at the ground as he nodded slightly, his father sitting down next to him. "A lot of hours you spent out here huh son?" his father asked. The only thing Botan could seem to respond with was a nod. "Well come inside and eat, we'll talk about it later ok?" Botan then stood up, before his father, walking towards the house, his father followed.
As Botan ate his steamed noodles slowly, only finishing about half of them, he looked to his father, whos mind was set on the noodles before him, scarfing them down quickly. After his father was done he looked back up at Botan, knowing exactally what was on his mind. "You want to continue to train don't you?" his father asked, raising his eyebrow slightly. Botan responded with a quick nod as he stood up, grabbing his and his fathers bouls. "We'll train in the morning" his father said. "Just get some rest". Botan put the bouls into the sink, walked to the table, bowed to his father and thanked his father for dinner, then headed towards his room. He then took his clothes off, changing into his pajamas, then layed down on his mat and fell asleep.
In the morning he awoke to find his dad already dressed in his old training gear. As Botan hurried to get dressed he rushed out back, to find his father with his back turned, waiting for Botan. "You ready?" His father asked. "Yes father" Botan replied. As his father turned around, facing Botan, his father started going through a series of 6 handseals, keeping complete eye contact with Botan. Then out of nowhere Botan started hearing a loud booming sound, looking around to see if anything was happening, he then looked at his father to notice a sly grin on his face. "This is what you'll be practicing today" his father stated. With a nod Botan set off to start repeating the 6 handseals his father had done, and focusing his mind to make the booming sound. Quickly he felt the chackra flow through him, reaching every end of his body, he then focused all of the chakra into his head, attempting to make the illuson on himself before he did it to his father. He then heard a clapping sound within his head, not very loud, but it was something. Botan grinned slightly.
After a little while of trying to get the sound right within his own head he finally decided it was time to try it on his father. He then focused on the hand seals, now getting them perfect, at a rapid pace. He looked up at his father, again making eye contact, then, feeling the chakra flow through him he forced the flow into his own mind, then dispelled it towards his father, his father then started to smile "Good job son!" he exclaimed. "You only need a little more practice, and before long you'll have mastered this technique. As the minutes went by, they seemed like hours, Botan focusing all his concentration into one technique for so long had become difficult since he went to the ninja academy, but mannagable. Finally after about 20 minutes of doing the jutsu repetedly his father said "That's good son, I think you've mastered this technique. I've got a headache going, lets go inside" with a slight smile.