Becoming faceless [Training]
Nov 22, 2012 17:20:44 GMT -7
Post by Kemura on Nov 22, 2012 17:20:44 GMT -7
((OOC: So, this is my first training post. Let me know if I did something wrong. ))
Jutsu:
0/30
Once again he found himself in the same spot he was for the last few years. He had developped a liking to the place ever since he found it during his academy years. The place was silent, and isolated from any other person who would wonder by. It was right next to the usual training ground where most guys would spend their time. However, this particular place was smaller, much much smaller, with barely any place to move, and not to mention the damp location, right next to a lake - making it misty on top of it all.
However, all these didn't bother Kem, since his training weren't like those of his classmates. He was of those rare people who decided to master Genjutsu - the art of desception. So, since he didn't require a lot of movement, not a lot of space, the samll location was perfect for him.
He sat on the small patch of grass in front of the lake. It was already evening so there was no noise coming out of the training ground. It was just him and the few fish that occasionally jumped out of the lake. He gave it a look as he settled himself and crossed his legs, putting his hands together and shutting his eyes.
For the most part, Genjutsu was about controlling his mind - controlling his senses and only then, controlling those of others, and making them believe it was real. Today, he was to master to ability to turn into a faceless man, one who's features would be hidden to others, one who may go on about his life without the bother of anyone coming to talk to him.
He was wearing his usuall attire. His hair intentionally dyed white to make him stand out. His robes covering him up and his sword strapped to his back. Sitting down he layed it next to him and took in a deep breath, it was time to do some intensive training.
His mind was set and clear. First, he had to think of himself as a faceless man. A man who was just one of many, one of those no one noticed. He thought of nothing more. He thought of becoming the anonymus he always wanted to be. The image in his mind grew. It was hard to imagine himself like that, but, due to the great location and the silence, it didn't took long before the image took place in his head. It was time to go on to the next level.
Forming the seal as he molded chakra to his fingertips. Right now, aiming it at no one but his surroundings. He wasn't too sure about wether it would work, but he had to try. The image was firmly set in his head, but something wasn't just there. The chakra was flowing and he could feel his mind growing weaker at the state. Those around him would probably feel something too, but nothing to specific.
After a while he stood up. The mental straint was not easy. He turned to the tree behind him and kicked it once before sitting back on the spot. He looked at the lake and tried again. His eyes slowly shutting, focusing harder this time, calming himself and brining himself to focus on the running steam of water beside him. Luckily it was enough to calm himself for the while. He took in a deep breath and tried again.
The image in his head was better this time. He thought about picturing himself as one of those people he saw the other day, just walking by. He didn't remember anyone in specific, he couldn't bring himself to pay attention to details - he could never bring himself to notice the little things. So, he decided to adopt that part of his mind - to become one with the part that won't let him remember anything about another - to adopt it and project it onto others.
The chakra flew throught his body - this time in a more focused way, little by little spreading to the suroundings, and making those who'd pass by, sense nothing. Just...Nothing! And that nothing would be his greatest accomplishment, since he would turn into the faceless man he wants to be, into the guy who wouldn't be bothered, into the spy who would just be...Anonymus.
Time has passed, he was sweating now. Breathing heavily as he was running out of the mental endurance to keep his mind clear. The more he stayed in that state, the harder the image seemed in his mind - the visualization was so much diffucilt to hold. He couldn't hold it long enough - finding himself on his feet again, chest quickly falling and rising - tired of the expirience.
He kicked the tree again, his boot getting stained again. His head was hurting...Just a few more trys...Just a little bit more...Just...A tad! And he'll have the ability to become...Faceless.
Jutsu:
Faceless
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: A technique that makes all distinguishing characteristics melt away, making them appear utterly mundane and mediocre.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: This technique lasts only so long depending on the user's class level.
Description: A technique that makes all distinguishing characteristics melt away, making them appear utterly mundane and mediocre. Those who see the user are unable to recognize them later and all descriptions of the user is vague and useless. This technique does not draw unwarranted attention while they are in the effect of this jutsu. This technique however fails if the user is doing something that would draw them attention such as killing someone, or breaking into a home to whoever is within a thirty-meter radius of that of the user performing these actions. This technique lasts for only one hour when the user first learns as a "D" Class character. For every Class power higher then that of "D" Class this technique is capable of lasting for five hours additional. This means a "B" Class character is capable of having this technique up for duration of eleven hours.
Limit: Must know Glamour Perception of GenJutsus
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: A technique that makes all distinguishing characteristics melt away, making them appear utterly mundane and mediocre.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: This technique lasts only so long depending on the user's class level.
Description: A technique that makes all distinguishing characteristics melt away, making them appear utterly mundane and mediocre. Those who see the user are unable to recognize them later and all descriptions of the user is vague and useless. This technique does not draw unwarranted attention while they are in the effect of this jutsu. This technique however fails if the user is doing something that would draw them attention such as killing someone, or breaking into a home to whoever is within a thirty-meter radius of that of the user performing these actions. This technique lasts for only one hour when the user first learns as a "D" Class character. For every Class power higher then that of "D" Class this technique is capable of lasting for five hours additional. This means a "B" Class character is capable of having this technique up for duration of eleven hours.
Limit: Must know Glamour Perception of GenJutsus
0/30
Once again he found himself in the same spot he was for the last few years. He had developped a liking to the place ever since he found it during his academy years. The place was silent, and isolated from any other person who would wonder by. It was right next to the usual training ground where most guys would spend their time. However, this particular place was smaller, much much smaller, with barely any place to move, and not to mention the damp location, right next to a lake - making it misty on top of it all.
However, all these didn't bother Kem, since his training weren't like those of his classmates. He was of those rare people who decided to master Genjutsu - the art of desception. So, since he didn't require a lot of movement, not a lot of space, the samll location was perfect for him.
He sat on the small patch of grass in front of the lake. It was already evening so there was no noise coming out of the training ground. It was just him and the few fish that occasionally jumped out of the lake. He gave it a look as he settled himself and crossed his legs, putting his hands together and shutting his eyes.
For the most part, Genjutsu was about controlling his mind - controlling his senses and only then, controlling those of others, and making them believe it was real. Today, he was to master to ability to turn into a faceless man, one who's features would be hidden to others, one who may go on about his life without the bother of anyone coming to talk to him.
He was wearing his usuall attire. His hair intentionally dyed white to make him stand out. His robes covering him up and his sword strapped to his back. Sitting down he layed it next to him and took in a deep breath, it was time to do some intensive training.
His mind was set and clear. First, he had to think of himself as a faceless man. A man who was just one of many, one of those no one noticed. He thought of nothing more. He thought of becoming the anonymus he always wanted to be. The image in his mind grew. It was hard to imagine himself like that, but, due to the great location and the silence, it didn't took long before the image took place in his head. It was time to go on to the next level.
Forming the seal as he molded chakra to his fingertips. Right now, aiming it at no one but his surroundings. He wasn't too sure about wether it would work, but he had to try. The image was firmly set in his head, but something wasn't just there. The chakra was flowing and he could feel his mind growing weaker at the state. Those around him would probably feel something too, but nothing to specific.
After a while he stood up. The mental straint was not easy. He turned to the tree behind him and kicked it once before sitting back on the spot. He looked at the lake and tried again. His eyes slowly shutting, focusing harder this time, calming himself and brining himself to focus on the running steam of water beside him. Luckily it was enough to calm himself for the while. He took in a deep breath and tried again.
The image in his head was better this time. He thought about picturing himself as one of those people he saw the other day, just walking by. He didn't remember anyone in specific, he couldn't bring himself to pay attention to details - he could never bring himself to notice the little things. So, he decided to adopt that part of his mind - to become one with the part that won't let him remember anything about another - to adopt it and project it onto others.
The chakra flew throught his body - this time in a more focused way, little by little spreading to the suroundings, and making those who'd pass by, sense nothing. Just...Nothing! And that nothing would be his greatest accomplishment, since he would turn into the faceless man he wants to be, into the guy who wouldn't be bothered, into the spy who would just be...Anonymus.
Time has passed, he was sweating now. Breathing heavily as he was running out of the mental endurance to keep his mind clear. The more he stayed in that state, the harder the image seemed in his mind - the visualization was so much diffucilt to hold. He couldn't hold it long enough - finding himself on his feet again, chest quickly falling and rising - tired of the expirience.
He kicked the tree again, his boot getting stained again. His head was hurting...Just a few more trys...Just a little bit more...Just...A tad! And he'll have the ability to become...Faceless.