DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

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DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Tsuneo » Thu Sep 29, 2011 6:37 pm

The walls quivered.

Dakara felt his chakra brushing along its stone surface, sliding along the chakra of the other assembled Gou who had tapped their energy into it, preparing. His heart felt like the thundering slams of explosions into stone. He could feel the energy of the army in his chakra. He could feel their fear and their fervor, their power and their anticipation. All thrumming away like the quiet hum of a motor.

He wondered, just briefly, if it would have come to war if his beloved Hana were still alive.

But he put those thoughts aside. He was never very good at dealing with the “what if,” just the “what is in front of you.” Perhaps that was what had prevented him from seeing the events that took her life in the first place.

Perhaps that was why somewhere in the swirling desert, he had a son that hated him.

People of Sunagakure. People of the Westlands. People here who have gathered to fight for a cause of our people, for the cause of this new Republic. Today we fight.

A hush fell over the crowd, only the yells of the defense masters could be heard at the top of the walls and the catapaulting explosions of the artillery.

Today we charge against those who oppose us, against those who oppress us, against those who seek to take what little there is in this desert and call it their own, leaving us to die in the heat and have our bones picked away by vultures. These men and women who have designed this war want to wipe us off of the map and into the history books.

But they have underestimated us. They have underestimated the soul that is Sunagakure. They have underestimated the tenacity of the Westlands. They have underestimated the ingenuity of the Trade Union.

Today they will not underestimate us any longer.

But today is not the end of the war. It is not the end of anything. It is a beginning. It is the birth of our Republic. It is the start of a new life for those who live in the Wind Country. It is the start of a new age of humanity, one that will be a shining example to our brothers in Fire, Lightning, Stone and Snow. Today we not only seek out a new way for ourselves, but for all.


He raised his fist into the air.

Today we fight, and today we win!

They cheered. The roared, the swung their fists and jumped up and down. Dakara turned away from the crowd to hide his sneer.

If only he believed anything he had just said.

The commanders started to bark orders, moving the army into position. Dakara glided to the very front of the lines, to the closest apex of the walls. There two men waited for him: the Westlander Generals Dainichi Kaizoku and Akane Kobayashi.

Gentlemen, I trust your reputations will be proven today. We need nothing short of heroes to win this day.

There were cries from the defense captains, and they leapt over the edge of the wall, abandoning it. It was time.

Good hunting.

Dakara shoved his chakra into the wall, joining it with all of the other Gou, the other earth users of his army. Their hands moved in unison, shaping the mission of the hcakra, directing their will.

Earth Release: Advance

The walls split apart and transformed into long lurching golems, their column like bodies casting vast shadows over the sand. There was a cry from the assembled army, and they rushed forward.

The golems ran forward as fast as their bodies would allow, leaving craters in their wake. A swarm of shuriken, kunai, and crossbow arrows hailed down from the Seven Valley walls. Men fell, slaughtered within seconds of the opening of the atack.

Dakara sent another wave of his chakra into the earth. Slanted slabs slid up from the ground, offering shelters. The other earth users followed suit, slanted shelters appearing every dozen meters or so, allowing the soldiers to take refuge.

The gap was closing. The first golem fell, their catapaults sending explosive boulders into its chest and ruining the chakra flow.

From a dug out trench surrounding the wall of City of Seven Valleys, the foot soldiers emerged, charging with longarms drawn, glinting in the sun.

Dakara let himself fall behind Akane and Dai just slightly, curious to see how they might be able to handle the oncoming wave.
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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Kobayashi_Akane » Fri Sep 30, 2011 12:41 am

The legions behind them stirred.

The soldiers wanted things to start. It was before the battle got underway that it was the worst. The waiting, the anticipation, the unrest. All of it grated on the nerves, right up until the shields locked. Things had been dragging like this for so long that Akane was beginning to worry his own unease was becoming noticeable.

Too much had been on his mind as of late. His choice to become a ninja, his choice to leave his village for a single man's cause, his choice to be here today. All these choices - how could he help but wonder what would've happened if he'd made them differently? If he'd become some kind of baker, if he'd never left Konoha, if he'd fled the night before this battle?

Listen to him... all these 'what if's. As if there had really ever been any choice. The Kobayashi were suited best for combat, anything else would be a waste. Dainichi's cause was greater than loyalty to any village, and this fight, here, today? It was a defining moment. Not just for Dainichi or Suna, but for the world as a whole. If they laid claim to victory today, then there would be change in the world. Significant change.

Akane couldn't ask to be a part of anything greater.

Dakara approached them from behind. His brief words of encouragement brought a smirk to Akane's face.

"Heroes? Well, if you insist."

The walls split.

Chaos bloomed, and unrest gave way to necessity. The forces drove forwards, various projectiles burying themselves in to the front ranks. Dakara and his Gou were fast to react, raising earthen walls of cover. The soldiers split formation and took up ranks behind the walls.

A boulder pounded in to the wall Akane had positioned himself behind. It held, no doubt thanks to the chakra pumping through it.

Not a moment later and one slammed in to a golem, destroying it easily.

These catapults were getting annoying.

Akane rose from his cover, a barrier forming around him. A few projectiles met with it, bouncing harmlessly away. He gestured toward a catapult, Chaos Energy arcing from his hand momentarily. The catapult remained unscathed. Ignoring this, Akane flung bolts of Chaos Energy at the other catapults. His attacks did not go unnoticed, and a boulder was soon hurling in his direction.

Akane didn't flinch.

The boulder closed fast, nearly on top of him now.

And suddenly burst in to pieces, threads of Chaos Energy flying in all directions. Simultaneously, the catapults buckled and exploded, sending out threads that weaved a chaotic path of destruction through the nearby forces.

His barrier shattered from the explosion, breaking apart in to a dozen shards. With a quick flourish of his hand they reformed in to a wave. It burst forwards, cleaving a line through the middle of the assaulting wave, effectively cutting them off from each other. Akane ducked back in to cover, glancing to his side.

Dai's turn now.

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Knyves » Sun Oct 02, 2011 12:20 am

Her body quivered. She couldn't tell if it was rage, nervousness, or fear. The rational, logical, analyzing portion of her mind had shut off three weeks prior, at the losing of her hand. And this was her chance to get all that back. Her hand, her mind, her puppets, her future. Her family. They were out there, waiting on her to win this battle so their lives could return to normal.

And here she was, shaking, with a hook for a fist. As those around her began their charge, the enormous earthen golems rising up as their front lines, Moku felt herself swept along in the tide of battle, carried headfirst into the outpouring legions of spearmen.

Some unnamed higher up had demolished the catapults in a flawless display of Ninjutsu, the likes of which she'd never be able to compete with, not now. Not with only one hand for seals.

"I've got ya." The generally cheerful tone of Kousen, the boy at her right shoulder had dropped into something she feared. Beneath that jovial nature, something else lurked. He too, had been a puppeteer, but his future still shined brightly for him. It was why she'd given him her puppets for safekeeping.

The first spear was 'hooked' easily enough, caught in the metal appendage and wrenched to the side by a body that had been forced to focus on Taijutsu and physical pursuits. The old rusted sword cleaved through the torso with a mechanical ease, and the spray of blood across the sand accompanied hundreds more as those around her engaged. On her three and five angles, two more had come in, prompting Kousen to sweep into action, Nazo and Kagemusha demolishing the two soldiers. Senbon and fire spewing from Nazo, the razor thin blades of Kagemusha carving paths in the enemies numbers.

Yet it couldn't be this easy, something else was coming...
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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Mephilis » Mon Oct 03, 2011 11:47 am

The air felt dense, and was noticeably dry. A single bead of sweat formed on his nose, sitting still for just a moment before slinking down, curving around the nostril, and creeping down to his upper lip. The very tip of a tongue slipped out, licking away the tiny bead before hopeful purple eyes lifted up to view the sky. It was empty and still, few clouds daring to drift by the scene of coming war. Faintly, he could hear the cries of his superior officers spoke. He didn't listen though - not with all his heart, not with all his attention. His mind, instead, calculated one equation after the next, configurations, strategies, variables, potential outcomes. The terrain, the enemy, the allies... Every variable, independent and dependent that he could think of swam through his mind as he considered how this battle may proceed; and the implications any of the two possible outcome might have on the world.

Here, at this grand stage, no matter who fought. No matter who died. No matter who survived... There were only two outcomes. That was always how it was. Only two. They could win, or they could lose. But from each of those bases, there were several, possibly hundreds, of roots that could spread. The world as they know it, or knew it, could change - would change - depending on the outcome of this battle.

While others might have wasted their time with such things as worry or concern, Kumoro Takashi did not. Instead, he was focused on the battle before him. His actions would not come without thought, his survival would not be left up to something as sinister as chance or luck. No. His survival would come as a direct result of careful calculation and execution of well-thought-out strategy; that, or his death would come from poor execution of this strategy.

He knew, from at least some basic standpoint, the strengths and weaknesses of those who lined up at his sides to fight for the same cause as he. The powers wielded by those superiors, by those under them, and the ranks beneath them. This enemy was not one he was blind to, no. He'd spent plenty of time analyzing the structure of the enemies faced thus far. The areas they exceeded in, the areas they lacked in. Here and now, this information would be tested in perhaps the most important fight of his life; one which could, which would, pave a new path into the future.

His own specialties didn't make him the best for close combat fighting; if anything, he was much better suited for support and more tactical based fighting. In an effort to more greatly expand his skills in many aspects, he began studying the art of Fuuinjutu. Knowledge of this art, at this point, was rather expansive. Grasp of the basics was perfect, and now he'd begun experimenting with and studying more advanced skills in the art. If things went as planned, he'd be able to try out a few of his experiments on some fallen enemy soldiers. Although, this was more of a secondary goal, rather than a primary objective.

As the kunai, shuriken, and arrows fell from the sky, Kumoro traced them with his precious purple eyes. There was no reason to fret, as several walls of earth jutted out, forming protective barriers which shielded the ranks of man from the unyielding assault. Golems rose and charged forward, some cut down by exploding boulders launched through the air by well aimed catapults. The display of strength and ingenuity to start was impressive; but there was no doubt things would get a lot more cataclysmic as the battle continued.

When the opportunity presented itself, the men charged, engaging in battle; striking with their swords and longarms, and defending with their shields and closely timed dodges. Kumoro didn't charge, though. He let those near him press their assault on their own, instead moving to the outer most column of the legion - to his left - and finding room to maneuver. Once there, he withdrew a single note with a number of markings strung across it, and a single kunai. Slapping the not onto the kunai, Kumoro aimed for a position near the center of the incoming wave of enemies. With one good swing, Kumoro's right arm whipped around, releasing the kunai with just enough power to arc through the air, sailing cleanly over his own men and towards the center of the incoming army.

"Tch." His hands slapped together quickly, forming three seals before he released another breath. "Release." In a small cloud of smoke, the single kunai - which would have been intercepted by an observant enemy - mutated into something close to 100 kunai. The number was somewhere between 85 and 100, because that's been the average each time testing the technique; however, Kumoro's been having some trouble maintaining a constant outcome of 100. This test had pretty good results though, as the number was more near the desired and maximum capacity - that was good.

As the hail of kunai fell upon the enemies, he watched as many were initially struck in the chest, necks, legs, and stomach; and to good affect, as it killed many and hindered several others - which would make the job easier for his allies. Then, his hands came together a second time, this time forming a single seal. Those enemies who were hit with the kunai he'd unleashed - the ones who weren't killed - were then trapped in a Genjutsu. His attacked worked on two levels, one physical attack and one non-physical. Those who made physical contact with his kunai, which was laced with his chakra, would then, after formation of his hand seal, be caught within his genjutsu. Although, spreading his chakra over a large number of bases was difficult, especially considering the number of base kunai wasn't perfect yet, so the type of genjutsu was more basic, though sly.

Several of the enemies' perceptions had been altered lightly in order to influence their mental activity; forcing them to believe events were happing slower than they actually were. In battle, this was the deciding factor, the dividing line, between your certain death or survival. Scores of enemy soldiers were now reacting with timing that ultimately shattered their formations. Early swings of their weapons, horribly timed dodges and blocks... These soldiers were cut down in the blink of an eye. More than 90 that time, and the Genjutsu seems to have effected everyone who wasn't initially killed. That's good...

Testing his measures, still, Kumoro stayed in his position as his men charged forward still. Instead, he walked forward somewhat slowly, watching as the battle truly began. What would come next? Did it matter? The world was about to change...

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Uchiha Sasuke » Wed Oct 05, 2011 3:01 am

Dai stared straight at the waves of soldiers still charging forward despite Akane’s efforts to cripple their forces and slow the advance. His eyes still burned with the same passion as always, but the flames were focused and unusually dark.

Whether directly or indirectly, everyone connected to this wretched place was partially responsible for the countless unnecessary deaths caused by this war and the series of ruthless guerilla campaigns executed prior to the real fighting.

Today that would all end, by his hand.

The metallic fingers of his left hand closed around the hilt of his sword, and he raised the magnificent silver blade high into the air.

Today, a hero born of the lowest wretches in the entire country will topple the grand armies of the highest level of society. History will forever remember the tale of Dainichi Kaizoku conquering this city!

A faint blue glow surrounded his sword-bearing arm as he dashed forward, a mighty shout blasting forth from his lungs as he prepared to clash with the monstrous number of enemy troops.

Out of my way, bastards!

He swung with unnatural speed and power, the blade slicing through the air and colliding with the heavy chest plate of the first soldier unlucky enough to be leading the pack. The armored man was instantly launched backwards with frightening force, taking along the entire line with him, the mass growing into a hurling cluster of bodies as it somehow continued gaining velocity as it spun.

Not waiting to see just where his multitude of victims would finally impact, Dai turned his weapon’s blade and dragged it across his own right arm, opening up a long, thin line of crimson down his limb.

A swarm of arrows rained down on his position, but were immediately intercepted by a hovering wall of blood. The liquid solidified around the frozen projectiles and soared back up the walls from which they originated, each of the clusters immediately exploding upon contact with the archers.

The burning warrior glanced to his side, glowing mechanical arm still clutching his blade while blood continued to flow from his human arm and form a levitating shield around one half of his body, ready to surge and reshape in response to any attack.

Come on, Akane, tipping over a few catapults is nothing if you let me rip up everything else. Stop holding back and show me your fighting spirit!

The first assault of the nobility forces was split and nearly decimated, but the battle was hardly close to over. The true fight would be determined by which side could sustain the massive amount of casualties most effectively.
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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Tsuneo » Thu Oct 06, 2011 11:01 pm

Easy, gentlemen. This is a battle, not a bar fight.

It was a subtle exertion of control, but one that Dakara felt the need to exert. These young men, full of fire in their blood, were dangerous and useful, but wouldn't be if they exhausted themselves destroying every man and flinging back every arrow.

What they needed was time: a handful of seconds. His hands folded carefully and his chakra shoved into the ground again. The technique was not his: not one of careful construction, but a field-controlling area of effect.

Hana's specialty.

The earth ahead of them split in a clean line. The earth beneath the feet of the charging soldiers shifted, slanting downward and backward at an incredible rate. The enemy, only a handful of feet apart from them just moments ago, were now facing an artificial hill. Many of the them tripped and stumbled, some hesitated, and all of them fell in a hail of angry shuriken and kunai.

Just a few more seconds.

But Dakara was a pragmatic man, and he felt himself drawing in a huge amount of chakra. If they couldn't do it, if his daughter wasn't able to break the wall, then he'd have to do it himself.

Not ideal.

He wanted to believe that they would. He knew that Hana would; she'd believe so deeply that maybe she could make it happen. But he couldn't let himself release logic like that.

Stop. Stop it.
He had to stop trying to replace her.

Just a second longer.

The world was chaos in the next few moments. Dakara had expected one detonation scroll to tear a gash in the wall for the invading force to shove through, but he was greated with three.

Three tremendous explosions that sent shockwaves through the entire battlefield. He felt it shudder against his heart, felt it reverberate through the ground, and he saw the scars of light burning into his eyes. Three of the towers had been destroyed, and three massive holes in the Seven Valley wall were free.

The Allied Forces didn't wait for an order. They swarmed over the openings, rushing like ants into a sugar bag. The enemy soldiers panicked immediately, running in every direction, shouting orders and firing signal flares.

Exactly as planned. Even better, now that Moxie had found a way to add extra openings.

Dai and Akane made to move for the opening, but Dakara grabbed them by the shoulders.

No, this way.

He had all of the chakra gathered already. Might as well use it and push this battle into a quick end.

The Kazekage rushed headlong for the closest tower with Dai and Akane right behind him. The chakra in his body surged, flashing bright in his fists.

He leapt. The white cloak of his rank flagged behind him, the shoulders of his armor gleamed.

His fists struck the tower, converting the chakra into earth energy.

The tower snapped cleanly from the rest of the wall and slammed backward into the buildings, crushing the first line of them, creating a massive ramp.

Dakara landed on the tower, panting.

Four holes now.

Stay close, let's see if we can't take down the first gate.

He flung himself across the ramp and onto the closest rooftop, hurtling himself with practiced speed. A soldier tried to stop him on the fourth roof, but Dakara's hand made the smallest of motions, stabbing a boulder made from the roof into his jaw.

The gate ahead was already closing shut, the soldiers falling back into their new defenses. The main Allied Force was still straggling behind, skirmishing at the wall and pushing through. The three would be the first to attack.

I'll give you some cover, make quick work of it.

Dakara sprang from the roof and landed heavily in the center of the road. When he did, the sand around him lifted in a cloud, spreading out in every direction and whipping in chaotic swirls.

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Kobayashi_Akane » Sat Oct 08, 2011 12:41 am

Akane's hand flashed outwards, Chaos Energy arcing out and in to the gate. It collapsed in moments, cutting off a large potion of enemy soldiers from the retreating forces. They rounded, no doubt presuming their numbers would make a difference.

Against these two? Not so much.

Dakara's sandstorm was more than enough cover. Akane sprinted forwards, ripping his sword from beneath his cloak, his eyes shimmering green.

The various chakra signatures were scattered still, but they were trying to form up ranks. They'd need to catch them while they were still disorganized if they wanted to make this as fast as possible.

He met the first of the defenders with a wide swing of his sword, the blade crackling. A wave of Chaos Energy burst forth, crashing through the rows of soldiers. He sidestepped an attack from his right, pivoting and bringing his hand to the man's gut. His body shook violently then collapsed around Akane's hand. Akane hefted the man up, using him to intercept a well placed thrust. Letting the body fall, its weight took his attacker's sword with it, and Akane swung his blade in a vicious curve, the man's head rolling off.

They were becoming aware of him. Three rushed for him, a dozen behind them. He leapt the initial attackers, landing in the midst of the small force. They closed in on him fast, but a snap of his fingers brought a barrier around himself. The fools smashed right in to it, heaping on to each other. His fingers snapped once more, and the barrier began to glow. The soldiers were still closing in, despite the very obvious warning sign.

The barrier exploded.

Tendrils of Chaos Energy tore through man upon man, leaving a mess of bodies in a circle around Akane. His sword lashed out, eliminating a few nearby survivors.

Then he set his sights on the rest of the group.


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As soon as the sand had kicked up, Osamu's crossbow followed suit. The nearest officer dropped and he slipped away, leaving the retreating forces in an even greater frenzy.

He pressed himself against a wall, watching around the corner. Three soldiers were approaching the alley he'd stepped in to, weapons drawn.

"Ni'bu."

The little chameleon slipped out under his cloak and skittered up on to his shoulder, testing the air with a flick of her tongue.

"Blegh! All this sand, whose idea was this!?"

"Ni'bu!"

"Oh, right!.... uhh, sorry."

The pair faded from visibility as the soldiers rounded the corner, scanning the small alley.

"Tch, check the nearby alleys, don't take long." Nodding, the men split and the third stepped forwards, unknowingly right past Osamu.

His knife flashed upwards as the invisibility wore off, his hand clasping around the soldier's mouth to keep him quiet.

Osamu was up and over the wall in the next instant. He'd been waiting for a chance to act ever since he'd found out Suna's forces were on the march. The chaos created by all this combat would be the perfect opportunity.

He had to admit though, he was lucky to be alive to attempt this at all. It was a wonder he'd ever managed to convince the nobility's forces that he was one of theirs. He was almost certain Ni'bu had a hand in that. Or whatever it was chameleons had.

Ah, here he was.

The Daimyo's little hideout. Now all he had to was get inside and take the old man hostage.

Then drag him across half the city.

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Mephilis » Sun Oct 09, 2011 1:07 pm

The sight was grim; not for the allies, but for the enemy. As time pressed on, their numbers were sharply declining, and whatever hopes they had of winning were quickly being smashed. They clearly didn't stand a chance, and the allied leaders were slicing their way through one enemy and to another with relative ease and proficiency. After a violent attack, many of the enemy forces began to retreat and scatter with their tales tucked between their legs. They'd ignored the first rule of battle in the process: never turn your back on your enemy. Because of this, several of them - a great many - were cut down with even greater ease.

Could this be the extent of their power?

Kumoro stayed away from the major fighting as much as he could. When directly confronted by an enemy that managed to slip past his brothers in arms, a few simple movements were all it took to ensure his survival. Those that he faced now were rank amateur at best. Their movements were slow and predictable. The steps he took were simple: dodge, reposition, dodge, lock on to target area, block-counter, kill. It was easier now... killing. Ever since that fight he had with that boy in the desert... That was the first time he'd ever killed anyone. Back then, it was shocking - the consequences of his actions weighed heavily on his mind. He'd even vomited the day after when he remembered just what he'd done. But this was war, action had to be taken, lives had to be taken. That was just how it worked...

As he became more intimate with his understanding, it became more and more easy to do what had to be done. The way he thought had changed, and with that the actions he took changed. Only when somebody wins will the fighting end.
Creating a clone - a basic academy technique - the real Kumoro snuck away and left the clone in his place for any of those who might seek him out. Using the confusion of the battle before them as a cover, Kumoro made his way to the outer most walls and scanned the area. A sandstorm had recently picked up and had given him even greater cover and bought him some time to act as he wished.

This can't be the extent of their power...

He was sure of it; something was wrong. These enemies were pathetic, men weaker than him on the front lines? They were probably being used as distractions and gauges. Their enemies were those who controlled the Wind Country at large, men with great power and powerful soldiers at their command; this first stage of battle was likely to gauge the allies strength and to distract them from something greater. But they weren't the only intellectual and crafty ones around...

Kumoro focused chakra into his feet and slyly made his way up the side of the rock wall before reaching into a thin storage space in his vest. When his hand pulled out, he'd withdrew a small red covered scroll. Now, let's see. The positions have to be perfect... Unraveling the scroll partially, he placed it against the wall with his left hand and slapped the unraveled part with his right. In a small puff of smoke, a lightly glowing kanji symbol appeared on the wall; an exact copy of a symbol that was on the scroll. Then, by applying chakra to the scroll, Kumoro placed the scroll against the wall and prepared a combination of hand signs. Slowly weaving them, Kumoro's hands and mind worked intricately to achieve the desired effect. Inu-Saru-Tori-Ne. His hands slapped the scroll again, causing it to glow with a golden color. Usi-Tora-U-Mi-Uma. His hand slapped the scroll yet again, this time causing a light blue color to flicker against the already golden light. I-Inu-Mi-Ne-Saru-Tatsu-Saru-Hitsuji! He clapped his hands together before placing them against the scroll a third and final time.

The scroll began to give off an inky black aura that waved through the air like fire caressed by the wind. For several moments, he kept his hands placed against the scroll - his chakra pouring into the technique. It wouldn't take a substantial amount, but he'd probably need a little rest after this. Slowly pulling his hands away from the scroll, his hands were coated by the black aura. The golden kanji from before was now black as well. Nodding, he picked up the scroll, rolled it back up and placed it in the pocket he'd pulled it free from. Standing up again, Kumoro searched the battle field oncre more. The three leaders had moved in another direction for the mass of the allies - who were chasing down the fleeing enemy forces.

"Hmpf." With a huff, Kumoro made his way down and slowly followed in the direction that the three leaders had gone; following in the wake of their destructive path. Most of the enemy forces who were fleeing were being met by the advancing allied forces; and the three leaders were advancing on a path all their own. It'd be easier to stay out of sight for the time being and collect more chakra if he followed these three. For what he planned to work, he'd need time to set up, and more chakra. It was only a matter of time, though... before they claimed victory.

Things were definitely going to change.

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Uchiha Sasuke » Wed Oct 19, 2011 1:51 am

Dai scowled and raised his right arm higher, letting more and more blood continue to generate and flow freely from his right arm. The levitating mass of crimson liquid continued to increase in size as he moved forward.

Oi, Akane, cut that out! This is my chance to let loose, and you’re stealing all the cool parts! Out of my way.

The torrent of blood surged forward and slammed into the remaining mass of defending soldiers scattered from Akane’s attack on the gate. The violent current swept many off their feet, dragging away the entire group through the charred remnants of where the gate once stood and deeper into the city’s territory. He waited a moment longer before tightening his bleeding right hand into a fist.

Sorry, but we don’t have time to be completely heroic today…

The massive explosion ripped through the air, the ball of fire and smoke rising high to accompany the deafening noise. A single flare to signal so many kills. This particular gate and its entire defense was now completely sacked

His mechanical grip tightened around his weapon’s hilt as he turned to look back over his shoulder. Dainichi’s eyes were still filled with fire as he searched for Suna’s head commander.

So can we charge in now or not, Dakara?
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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Tsuneo » Sun Oct 23, 2011 12:51 am

No.

His eyes lifted to the sky as the clouds of sand settled back to the ground. Dust still rose from the fallen debris created by Akane's abilities. It had been...perhaps no longer than ten minutes since the battle begun, and they had already burst through the perimeter and crushed the first gate.

We're moving too fast. If we overextend, they'll pincer us. Besides, we need to give the extracation team more time to get our allies out of here. What we need to do is draw the enemy to this outer line, engage as many of them as we can and spread them out before find another point to push through...

Yes, there was one. A tiny curl of cloud where there hadn't been one before, born of the dust and the shifting energies of chakra and the rapidly shifting levels of heat from explosions and fire and lightning techniques bursting through the city.

If they applied enough chakra, then maybe, just maybe, he could cause a thunderstorm. Weather often did that in high-chakra battles, nature trying to find balance amongst all of the imbalance the shinobi created. They were very difficult to create in Wind Country, but apparently the gathered forces of Suna was enough. Just enough to get the brew started.

No one had ever intentionally created a chakra thunderstorm before.

Today seemed like a good day for firsts, though.

Dai, head east, Akane, west. Help the forces there push through and take down those gates. Be as flashy as you can without overexerting yourself, I want them to treat us like a tremendous danger. Attract as many of their soldiers to focus on us as possible. When the gates have fallen and the forces have it secured, meet me back here at this gate.

The two young men were off within moments, each charging for their assignments. Dakara stood alone in the corridor of the dry and dusty street. Everything smelled...charged. Excited. He could almost taste it in the air.

Handsigns.

An army of earth soldiers appeared from the ground, armed with spears and shields, a hundred strong and each at least B-ranked. A large expenditure of chakra, but one that would help their cause. The soldiers had their orders: forward march, attack and destroy all the way to the last gate, without varying course. He didn't expect the force to really break through the second gate, but they were dangerous enough and durable enough that the enemy was going to have to spend resources on fighting it. Every little bit of fatigue he could push onto the enemy was worth it.

He looked at the sky again. A second curl of cloud had appeared by the first, both spiraling toward each other.

Looks like rain,” He said, before rushing out of the street and heading back to the battle, to the top of the wall, where he could get a better look.
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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Kobayashi_Akane » Sun Oct 23, 2011 10:42 pm

Today was the first time Akane had witnessed either for himself.

Beyond the occasional skirmish he'd never seen anything the likes of a siege on a major city. There was this sense of uncomfortable dullness to everything, and yet at the same time, the anxiety of every street corner, every open window, and every shutter caught in the wind. All the combat, was in truth, background noise.

Well, until you dove headlong in to it.

Akane's sword danced through the air, leaving two more bodies in his wake. A third thrust a spear at him, which he let slide between his arm and torso. Grabbing the shaft, he thrust his sword forwards, finishing another attacker and giving him some distance.

Time to get flashy.

Soldiers were still pouring through the gate. Akane had no intention of smashing this one as fast he could, no, he needed them to think they could stop that from happening. He needed them to think this position was defensible.

He slid a finger down the length of his blade, drawing blood and bringing the weapon up over his head.

"Hahenken!"

The blade of Akane's sword split apart, the fragments arcing through the air and in to the enemy ranks, carving bloody paths. With a snap of his finger two clones flourished in to existence at his sides. They charged forwards, beginning their own direct assault.

That'd be enough combined with the Suna forces to keep their ranks back, but he still needed to attract a little more attention. He gestured casually at a few buildings toward the rear, closer to the gate, destroying chunks of the buildings and bringing the rubble down upon the defending soldiers.

His two clones went down to surprisingly precise strikes, but a snap of his finger made up for it. The clones exploded, decimating anyone unlucky enough to be nearby.

Great, now he was going to have to pick up that slack himself.


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Osamu had found the location, but getting the prize would be an entirely different matter.

The elder Noriyuka apparently had no qualms diverting what seemed like 2 entire platoons just for his own safety and protection. Osamu sure as hell wasn't going to kill that many, so that left him one option. Stealth.

And Osamu had the perfect partner.

"C'mon~ Let's go alreadyyyy!"

"Just a moment longer, Ni'bu."

Waiting for one of the patrolling guards to round a corner, Osamu scrambed up on to the roof of the building. Noriyuka's building was isolated from the others nearby. That would probably make this impossible if it weren't for the little ace up his sleeve.

Scurrying out of his sleeve, Ni'bu made her way up his cloak and found somewhere to hold on. She knew what was coming and Osamu edged himself to the back of the roof in preparation.

A moment passed, and then Osamu surged forwards, pushing off the edge of the roof and propelling himself forwards with a bit of chakra. He soared, hidden from sight by Ni'bu, right over the heads of the outer guards. He hit the wall a little harder than he'd wanted to, Ni'bu almost losing her grip. She held though, or she must've, because he'd be full of arrows by now if she hadn't.

Knowing he didn't have much longer, Osamu pulled himself up and in to the open window he'd aimed himself at. The room he found himself in was dark, and in so far as he could tell, unoccupied. Slipping behind a dresser near the corner, the invisibility faded. Osamu could hear his little friend panting at the back of his neck. The trick was useful, but surprisingly tiring for a tailed demon. Maybe a result of not having to use the powers for two centuries.

Osamu didn't have time to let her rest though. The longer he remained idle the greater his chances of becoming caught remained.

He also needed to figure out where exactly Noriyuka was. He was on the third and top floor of the building as it stood, but he'd rather not make his way downwards sweeping through every room until he found the old bastard. He'd need to get the information out of one of the guards.

Interrogating a hostile in the middle of a building filled with hostiles? Well that just sounded like a god damn party.

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Mephilis » Tue Oct 25, 2011 12:35 pm

The three moving ahead of him made short work of those who opposed them, and shattered through the gates within moments. The allied army still poured forth in several different directions, chasing down the retreating enemies and confronting those advancing. The defensive positions held by the enemies were mediocre at best, but it seemed like they were still able to hold their own for the most part. That wasn't true though, the allies weren't pushing with all their might; but it could also be assumed that the enemies weren't exhausting all of their strengths as well. It was clear - to Kumoro at least - that something was going to happen soon, and the tide of this war would be altered drastically.

Still, a small kanji symbol resonated with an ominous black glow on the side of the canyon wall. The black hide it's light glow perfectly against the wall, making the symbol appear as nothing more than a shadow created by the deformation of the jagged stone surface. Not so well hidden though, were Kumoro's hands; each coated in a waving black aura. It didn't matter though, at this point, he could hold his own in close combat; it as after his technique wore off that he'd have to worry. But that would come later.

It didn't take long for Dai, Akane, and Dakara to advance to their new positions - following a set of orders no doubt. The three moved in different directions; and, although it was nearly impossible to see exactly what they were up to, the sheer size of the havoc they raised made their intentions clear. They were trying to draw attention to themselves, most likely so the allies could advance on the gates and bring them down with less effort - since the main forces would be focused on taking down those causing the most trouble.

Perfect.

Paled behind Dakara's small army of earthen soldiers, Kumoro proceeded forward - more slowly - and let the soldiers do their thing. Kumoro's eyes, though, were more focused on the ground. Hm.... Here. With a sparkle in his eyes, he knelled down and repeated the final chain of hand signs from before. I-Inu-Mi-Ne-Saru-Tatsu-Saru-Hitsuji. Clapping his hands together first, he then slapped them on the ground. Below his black hands the another kanji symbol from before appeared. The first was the kanji symbol Kita, for North. This second symbol was the kanji symbol Mitami, for South. When he picked his hands up and stood, Mitami was also resonating with the same black aura as his hands and Kita. With a deep sigh, Kumoro turned his head and searched for the main direction the allies were advancing.

Locking onto his targets, he then proceeded in that direction. Dashing with less than impressive speed, Kumoro launched himself out towards the rear flank of the allies and pushed forward. When he arrived there, he'd been informed that they thought he was more towards the front of the pack. The clone he'd summoned before, no doubt. While he was out sneaking around, the clone Kumoro head moved in and used his advancing knowledge of fuuinjutsu to conjure up a mid-level shield of more average proportions to protect pressing allied forces. Kumoro nodded and moved forward - the clone began a second set of hand seals while Kumoro began his own set. Leaping into the air and soaring forward - he could see his clone - Kumoro and the clone simultaneously clapped their hands together after finishing their final hand signs. Kumoro landed next to his clone and the two outstretched their hands and called out: "Great tunneling cyclone!"

The nature of the jutsu was unique, as it was a Fuuinjutsu technique that mimicked the effects of a Ninjutsu technique. Details aside, this technique sent a somewhat powerful, twisting and swirling cyclone of wind in a horizontal direction straight at the enemies. The base of the technique was at Kumoro's and the clone's hands, and the length of the twisting snake-like wind would extend about 15 meters before losing its strength. After roughly 10 seconds, the winds died and the clone poofed; Kumoro fell to his knees and the allies pour forth. His attack had managed to create a small divide in the enemy forces and presented an opportunity to overrun them.

From all around him, his allies charged in, hoping to take advantage of divide and finally bring down the next gate. Barely rising to one knee, Kumoro stayed in place with a few heavy breaths. "Damn..."

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Love » Tue Oct 25, 2011 10:24 pm

Maybe it was just because she was still getting used to it, but Dokutoru's contraption made her sick every time she rode in it. Akiko found herself catching her stomach on the rooftop somewhere in the Valley. However, for as bad as it turned the brussels in in her belly, it the first ride for the twins seemed to be much worse since to her side Yuriko was on all fours loosing what was left of her latest meal. Airisu, on the other hand, was just adjusting her glasses, having dealt with it much better, well enough to be able to console her sickly sister.

Akiko looked to the man that had brought them here, though by no mistake, by her request. At least this time they were able to get to where they were going on the first attempt, even if the pinpointing was a little off. From where they had landed she could see the battle raging off in the distance, or at least feel it in the quaking of the earth. Probably was safer this way, though. After all, she wouldn't have wanted to exit from the mischievous machine and have her head blown right off. She made no such plan for anything of the like in today. "Love, I can't tink you enoug fur dis. Fur me, dis is a chance ta make up fur what I wasn't able ta do when me village fell. 'Owever, I don't want to put you in 'arms way. Dis victory will mean much more coming at da 'ands of Suna, toug you'll at least 'ave da chance ta observe some new 'istory." Finding out about the final assault wasn't that hard with the forces of Sunagakure gathering strength from all the outlying edges of the Land of Wind that opposed what the Diamyo had started. However, Akiko couldn't have made it here were it not for Dokutoru.

"Before you go, Love. Could you reactivate dat tracker seal on me?" And odd request, probably. Akiko brushed her hair away from her temple so Dokutoru could fiddle with the fuuinjutsu if it was possible. She didn't know if it needed shadow chakra to reactivate or not. "Me friend might be 'ere in all dis, it might 'elp 'im find me."

After it was done Akiko looked to her sisters, now recuperated from the sudden travel. "Girls, 'ead ta da front lines und try and find out da marching orders. I'll stay 'ere und raise as much trouble as can be. Look afta each utter out dare."

As the twins took off over an edge of the building, Akiko approached a different corner and used her higher vantage to scoop out a squad of soldiers. She ran through a series of hand-signs for Mokuton: Daijurin no Jutsu | Nature Release: Great Forest Technique. She shot her fist straight down as wooden tendrils shot out and rooted themselves into the stone building like a tree planting itself. The Weed on her back grew two spinal discs from the wood extension, but it was worth it. She clenched her fist and then quickly separated her arm from the hard wooden claw. The root system applied so much pressure to the structure of the building when she had clenched her fist that a massive corner chunk of the stone structure was severed and sent falling onto the squad of combatants below.

Akiko took off running along the falling piece of building, though before it tipped off the side and down below, she jump and attached herself to the side of an adjacent surface. The chakra she used to hold herself vertically was there for but a moment before she leapt off and onto the ground level. The falling building, which had completely flattened on the squad attracted the attention of another merely a block further down, who immediately started rushing towards Akiko after overcoming the shock and identifying the obvious outsider with the green flesh. However, as they ran towards her she was enveloped in the dust cloud that was turned up from the powerful thud of collapsed concrete. From within the cloud nothing could be heard but a few slaps and hits along with the gargled screams, and when the dust cleared Akiko could be found brushing off the grim from her leathery armor.

"A moment like dis take all da stops." She said to herself as she pulled out a small scroll, exposed a seal, and pulled from it the figure of a small puppet. Quickly returning the scroll, Akiko focused her attention onto the humanistic puppet that stood more then a food smaller then her. With a wave of her hand, she caused the puppet to summon her three sisters, also in puppet form. With string now attached to the squad of four feminine puppets, which all varied in shapes and size, but all features the same red hood. Performance of the Riding Hood.
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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Oddric » Wed Oct 26, 2011 5:46 pm

Maybe his brother was here? Kokuei had no idea. The last time he fought was during Suna's fall. That was around the time he lost track of his younger sibling. The Nara wanted to say he was here to help with the fight, but family came first. That was his primary mission, to find Kitsu. Stupid kid, running off...

Goosh!

Blood splattered against a ruined building as Kokuei aggressively removed his kunai knife from an enemy soldier. Tossing the body away from him, Kokuei continued on his path. He had spotted something from afar that stuck out like a sore thumb in all this brown, tan, and other dull colors of the Valley-- green. To be precise, three green figures. There was only one friend that Kokuei knew of like that.

"Akiko!" Kokuei shouted, stopping a few meters from the puppeteer. "I thought something had happened to you when that building toppled. Thank God you're okay."

If she recalled, Kokuei in the future had mentioned never seeing Akiko during the decay. But, here he was, talking with Akiko. Indeed they had met now. What this meant was up to Akiko to decide. Had she changed a small event in history? Time can change, as Dokutoru mentioned to her. Not exactly a bad thing. But perhaps it was something different. Did Kokuei lie about not seeing Akiko during the decay? Was he hiding something?

Whatever the case, here and now wasn't the best time to consider the endless possibilities or potential paradoxes. There was a war going on around them.

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Re: DECAY: Flower - Birthday (OPEN)

PostPosted by Uchiha Sasuke » Fri Oct 28, 2011 2:56 am

What do you mean this is all of you? What the hell happened to all the forces sent this way?

I’m sorry, Kaizoku-sama, but our initial plan failed quite terribly. We led a forward charge to escort a group of earth users safely towards the gate in an attempt to crush the ground beneath and bring the structure down. Although they succeeded in weakening the foundation, the entire squad was forced to retreat. Many were killed or wounded in the process.

Dai and the young chuunin stood behind a large stone pillar, along with maybe twenty shinobi left at their full capacity. Fighting the remaining defenders in the open was all but impossible at this point, much less anything to do with bringing down the gate. Luckily, he quite liked it when the odds were so heavily stacked against him.

Alright, listen up. You stay here with your men and wait for my orders. I’m going to draw as much of the enemy out into the open, and it’ll be up to you lot to back me up when I’m ready to attack. If it doesn’t work out, grab as many of the wounded and get the hell back to the main entrance. It’s already been secured, and breaking down every gate is not worth throwing all our lives away. Now sit back and re-

A sudden roar of thunder interrupted the young captain, a flash of light shooting across the distant sky. The first drops of rain began to bombard the top of his head, slowly dampening the otherwise arid world around them. Now this was the type of odd luck he could use…

This shouldn’t take too long. Stand by.

Yes sir, Kaizoku-sama

Dainichi formed a few quick hand signs to begin molding and channeling his chakra before drawing his blade and exiting his stone wall of cover, charging forward directly at the eastern gate. Jutsu were fueled by chakra to unnaturally take control over otherwise perfectly natural elements of the world. But when nature was already providing most of the power, well…it would take a whole lot less effort and focus to wield.

Lightning arced from above, the wide bolts of electricity touching down in several locations across the open expanse in front of the gate, ripping through terrain and any soldier unlucky enough to be caught in the trajectory. The bolts struck in a circular array, forcing the large number of remaining warriors to scurry to the center in panic. The white flashes moved closer and closer, shrinking the circle and pinching the remaining men into a smaller and smaller area. One neat ball that Dai was rapidly approaching.

He raised his mechanical arm high into the air, gears beginning to whir loudly, the entire limb glowing bright blue as chakra seals activated in sequence. Gravity immediately bent to his will, the natural force increasing dramatically directly over the perfect little field of cowering defenders he had just formed with his directing bursts of electricity. Dozens of them were flattened in seconds, fighting just to raise their heads or a single limb and many failing in the process. The minority that remained standing fought to move even an inch, the weight of their own bodies, armor, and weapons turning against them and keeping them almost completely immobile.

Arrows and javelins rained down from the heavens, the defenders who remained safely stationed on the walls of the city finally honing in on the sole threat below and unleashing the full fury of their projectile onslaught. Each metal tip struck an invisible force about a foot from Dai’s figure, every weapon bouncing away uselessly as if striking a wall of steel.

Not once had he stopped moving, his rapid pace now sending him whizzing by the mass of gravity-locked soldiers and within several meters of the looming gate ahead. Time to finish what his allies had already sacrificed so much to start. Chakra still surging through his mechanical limb, he twisted his hand into one final sign, focusing his remaining power into the ground below the massive walls.

The earth rumbled with steadily increasing force, solid rock groaning against the quake until finally cracking and shattering. Just as the man had informed him earlier, the previous squad had certainly already done their fair share in eradication much of the ground below the gate and its walls. The entire barricade creaked and wobbled, the entirety of the colossal structure finally collapsing inward until nothing remained but an enormous cloud of dust and sand hovering just above the surface, clearing much quicker than normal due to the steadily increasing rain.

Now nothing stood between the eastern end of the capitol and Suna’s ever advancing forces.

Dai slowly turned around, looking past the continually crumpling soldiers over to the pillar where the shinobi remained concealed. Somehow his voice was still the loudest noise in the vicinity, above shuddering earth, deafening thunder, and assorted battle cries.

ALRIGHT, GET THE HELL OUT HERE AND CAPTURE THESE GUYS ALIVE! I’M GOING BACK TO MEET UP WITH DAKARA!

And with nothing left to accomplish there, Dai released his gravitational field before he ended up grinding the poor soldiers into dust and dashed off to rendezvous with the Kazekage and Akane. Maybe his next assignment would be something challenging this time, or at least a bit more exciting.
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