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Open Challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Daikisho on Thu May 31, 2007 7:26 pm

I'm currently in a fight that isn't moving along, will anyone care to fight?

I think rules aren't needed as long as we're literate, fantasy or realistic, doesn't matter.

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Re: Open Challenge

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Alright, i'm here.
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Re: Open Challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Daikisho on Thu May 31, 2007 7:55 pm

Hedin slowly walked forward, gently pressing the balls of his feet into the lush foliage beneath. He tread lightly upon the vegetation sensing the presence of another. *Who was it?* He thought, *What did they want in this slice of eden?* Perhaps it was a passer-by, but it didn't matter this land was his, and he'd protect it from the lightest of harms.

He placed the bulk of his frame upon a nearby tree, and the bamboo bent slightly compensating for the man's weight. Rather than seek out the prey he procrastinated, and continued to rest languidly against the stalk. Unfolding his arms he let them drop to his sides. His flushed phalanges caressed the ray-skin tsuka of his katana. He sniffed the air, taking in the scent of a distant town, picking up the trace of another. The smell of yakitori infiltrated his nose. His mind wondered what else was being prepared there, and would he perhaps live to taste it. Of course he would, death was an afterthought now.

Hedin grasped the handle of the katana at his hip, and removed it from his side. Clutching the tsuka of his weapon he slowly crouched to the ground, the bamboo tree snapping erect behind him. Hedin began to stalk along the earth for his prey, while he remained poised on the balls of his feet. His lips pursed tightly as he began to sweat with exhilaration at the thought of the death of his unknown. Waiting now, he continued to look through the trees for whatever it was.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Uchiha Madara on Thu May 31, 2007 8:18 pm

The Uchiha sniffed the air as it passed under his nostrils. The scents he picked up, were all foreign to his nose, which was a curious thing. Were was he, exactly? Some unmapped piece of silence, perhaps. He continued to walk, his left hand rested lightly at the hilt that protruded from the mouth of his weapon's sheath. Madara's hair fell down infront of his eyes, as he stopped suddenly. A smell, one that was not like the others, this one had the sensitive twang of sweat, flesh, and blood. It was a human being, obviously prepared to attack. Madara would not be caught off guard though, he was the master of all techniques, the holiest of sage's from the desert he hailed from, the bloody lands of Xenom. He had over two thousand techniques at his disposal, and over-all skills to match aspects of any battle that could not be addressed with ninjutsu.

Madara closed his eyes, then released a slight wave of chakra through the tenketsu that wrapped around his heart upwards into the pupils of his eyes. His pupils grew, then shrank as they focused in on the area. His naturally black eyes, shifted to a deep red tint, as three tomoe appeared around his main pupil, connected by a thin circular black track that encased the pupil itself. He was not going to ask questions, about what this person wanted. He had no need for words at this point, all would be decided by the gods themselves. Madara tilted his head towards the skies, and spoke.

"Sajobo, my father. Please, watch me. The blood of our family runs thickest in my veins..."

Madara moved his hand from his weapon's hilt, and began to form hand seals.

-Rooster.
-Boar.
-Dog.
-Tiger.

"Bakuhatsu bunshin no jutsu!" he spoke softly, creating two flesh and blood clones of himself. Madara looked to his left, at the first clone, then to his right, at the second. They nodded, and jumped silently into the surrounding area, masking their positions by throwing sakura leaves into the skies. They floated around, their pollen throwing a sweet scent through the field. Madara looked around once more, and nodded before he jumped into the surrounding shrubbery himself.

"mite kurasai...otosan" he thought, in the back of his mind.

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Re: Open Challenge

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Hedin arose from his compacted position and, brought his honey eyes to gaze over the frame of Madara. He began to sway from side to side as if in a drunken stupor with the movements of his footsteps, Hedin's atramentous coiffure was bathed in the supple moonlight, as it covered his left eye. The individual strands that clouded his vision were as countless and beautiful as the myriad of leaves drifting through the wind.The light that was duly reflected caused his tresses to shimmer resplendently, and a myriad of color seemed to travel over its length. The ecru hakama; which complemented his ivory yukata; ceased their undulations as Hedin stepped forward; coming to rest tranquilly upon the teeming tinder.

A contrasting kesa covered his nose and mouth from sight. A few tufts of his raven tresses fluttered over the lone eye, covering its milky white countenance from view. The fabric of his scarf fluttered behind him, revealing its crimson underside to the opposition. The sleeves of his yukata were tucked into the bandages, laced tightly around his forearms and palms.

The metallic sissing rang throughout the area as he sheathed his katana. His eyes watched as Madara spread into three seperate forms, and then hid in the brush. Clever, right? Not exactly in so many ways. His left hand gently caressed his palled features, a single digit gently rapping upon his pointed chin. He tugged at the kesa, opening his mouth, and placing his hand cupped over it.

A thick viscous smoke erupted from the sides of his mouth, quickly filling the atmosphere around him. Traces of fire gently licked at his parted lips. Suddenly a burst of individual fireballs shot forth in each direction, toward where Madara and his clones had chosen to hide. His right hand quickly tucked behind his back, and grasped four objects from his belt. Smoke of a different sort appeared behind him, it was white and thin, and something was visible behind him. A figure was now in his shadow, mirroring his movements flawlessly and effortlessly.

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Re: Open Challenge

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Madara remained calm, the clones that had been attacked quickly repositioned themselves along with the real Madara. They were not completely aware of what was going on, but with all things considered, this match had been decided the moment it began. Madara began to make more hand-seals, as did the clones. The clones moved into the tree's at either side of their target, and began to form hand-seals also, just as quickly as their creater was.
Madara, the leading Uchiha in this situation ended his series of seals on the seal for "bird."

"Doku Gasu!" he says in the back of his mind. Madara takes a step forwards, as opens his mouth. His stomach contracts, and his eyes widen immitating the actions of vomiting something from within his bowels.


The Second clone finished on "Tiger", took a step forwards, braced itself, and released a massive fireball downwards towards the ground, no where near the targeted enemy. It missed, and slammed against the ground just as it met the second clones technique.

"Fuuton: Renkuudan!" it called out, as it slammed a fist of chakra into it's own stomach. The air that was forced from it's lungs spiraled in his mouth, before releasing itself in the shape of a large ball of concentrated chakra and wind. The flames, and the wind each slammed into the ground, clipping each other as they met, causing them to circle around one another as an explosion occurred. Flames, debris, and an extremely black cloud of smoke threw the area into a total darkness. Madara, and his clones each slid down a white and red mask, one shaped like the face of a bird, one as the face of the tengu god Sajobo, and the other molded to match the face of a bear. They each quickly shifted their positions, and masked themselves with the surroundings, completely blending in with the environment around them. This type of area was choice, for someone of Madara's skills. This match, was done in the Uchiha's eyes. His father would be proud.

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Re: Open Challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Uchiha Madara on Thu May 31, 2007 10:16 pm

[[ You should probably let me know when you're going to sign off, that way i'm not sitting here waiting on something thats not going to come.
Aye, a prime example of why forum fighting does not fit my fancy. ]]

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Re: Open Challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Daikisho on Fri Jun 01, 2007 11:45 pm

(00:45:01) (~Uchiha_Madara) You win.
(00:45:02) (~Uchiha_Madara) I quit.

Match is over, submission.

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