Word Quest.

Subject: Word Quest. Mon May 09, 2011 8:59 pm

Snow. It was gushy. Was it? Actually, yes, it actually is. The white slushy type material that covered the nation in which this girl continued to lived. At first, life was difficult and hard, especially when she first traveled there. However, over time, after falling into many cycles of sicknesses, the girl was able to adapt to this frosty winter wonderland. One day, a knock was heard on the door of her home in Yukigakure. It was quite early, too early for any actual ninja to be awake. Nevertheless, the knocking woke the girl up, who groggily crawled out of bed, only to roll on the wooden floor momentarily. The sheets wrapped around her already covered body as she tried to crawl out of the room, only succeeding in doing this weird caterpillar crawl. After the first set of knocks, the person seemed to leave. Hana, lying there on the floor, wrapped up in the blanket, curled up into a ball as her “partner in crime”, Freya, slowly rose from the bed she shared with Hana. The wolf hopped off of the furniture item, her paws gracefully landing on the wooden floor. She walked over, her cyan blue eyes seeming to glow a bit because of the black outline of her eyes. The white wolf, walked over to Hana’s side, leaning her muscular and well built neck down, nudging the side of the girl. The tired girl simply groaned once in a tired manner as she squirmed in her caterpillar-like form. The wolf blinked once as her head cocked to the side a bit. How strange these Shinobis’ were. Who does that anyways? Nevertheless, Freya simply sat down next to Hana for a couple of seconds before lying down next to the girl, offering the warmth Hana could not achieve by herself. A small smile appeared on the girl’s rose colored lips as she snuggled into Freya’s snow white fur. Soon, and quite slowly, did the sun rise up, shedding its wonderful and God evil sunlight down. Closing her eyes tightly, Hana squirmed a bit as a bright ray of sunlight disturbed her peaceful sleep. Oh what a dream she had. A dream about the female turning into a caterpillar, just like the fat one in “A Bug’s Life,” for some odd reason, she was running away from an evil bird -which actually did happen in that movie, interestingly enough. She also dreamt that her best friend was the lady bug in that movie. Another interesting factor: the lady bug was a boy. Yes, a boy lady bug. How strange is that? Anyways, Freya also woke up, and by the time Hana slowly and unwillingly opened her eyelids, the wolf was now on the other side of her body, nudging the girl as she began to roll. The white tail wagging happily, Hana rolled un-mercilessly as she began to unwrap from the blanket. But, due to the law of physics, especially Newton’s Laws, the inertia on Hana’s body continued to make her roll until there was an outside force to stop her: the wall. A whimper escaped the girl’s lips as her morning did not seem the best case scenario in any way shape or form. Slowly, she rose up to her feet, her wavy chestnut brown hair a little messy. The big white long-sleeved shirt came halfway down to her thighs while the sleeves went to the palm of her hands. A yawn escaped her lips, the back of her right hand covering her mouth. As she began to walk forward, gently shuffling across the wooden floorboards, the sleeve on her left shoulder seemed to slip a bit, exposing the skin on that shoulder. As she continued to move forward, she seemed to mumble random sentences and words, which would not make sense to anyone else except herself, before tripping over the messily laid out blanket. In about two steps, Hana caught her balance as she suddenly snapped awake. Narrowing her mint hued optics, she picked up the blanket, throwing it onto her bed. After that simple task, her head tilted towards Freya, who was waiting for Hana’s attention. A smile on her lips, the girl spoke in a loving tone towards the wolf, “Do you want some breakfast, Freya? Are you hungry?~” Because of the tone of her voice, Freya began to wag her tail a bit more before following Hana out of the room, into the kitchen. A small giggle escaped the lips of the just woken up girl as she placed out raw meat for the wolf. Her blood ran wild, like her ancestors before her. Freya, was a wild wolf. If she had the chance, she would hunt for her own prey just like the wolves in the past. But, where she stayed now made her feet content. At least Hana was not an animal abuser, like others out in the world. How terrible their souls must be, how tormented they would be that would create the urge to hurt the innocent animals around them. As the wolf munched on the raw meat in a morbidly, cheerful manner, Hana got herself a bowl of rice and seaweed(김- Kim). Carrying the chopsticks in her mouth, the girl carried the bowl of rice and the plate of perfectly cut out rectangles of the seaweed. Using her right foot, the girl pushed the chair out from under the table before sitting down on the wooden object. She placed both items down before taking the chopsticks out of her mouth. Taking a bit of rice, she slipped it into her mouth, chewing on the white, slightly fluffy, Korean sticky rice in a thoughtful manner. Her dream bothered her. She did not want to be a caterpillar; their lives are way too difficult. Besides, being a big fact green jelly thingy with random blue spots and red feet did not sound appealing in any way, shape or form. As she continued to eat her food, she seemed to sigh a bit, only realizing that she had woken up on the floor and not on her bed. With a small frown, Hana glanced towards Freya, who looked up towards her friend, the white fury jaw now bloodied. Placing her chopsticks down, Hana spoke towards Freya, “Why was I sleeping on the floor again, Freya?” Even if one were to speak towards an animal, most of those creatures would have no idea what was coming out of the mouths of the people talking, but only listen to the certain pitches given off of that person. But, Freya, who was by Hana’s side ever since she began to walk and talk, understood the words of the female. It was as if the wolf’s mind was connected to the girl’s. Her ears perking a bit, Freya rose up, walking down the hallway towards the front door were a note was slid in. Hana followed after the wolf, bending down a bit as she grabbed the note, walking back to the table. The note was plain. Curiosity sprang up in the pool of her mind, as she opened the note only to read a simple sentence of words: ‘Find “The One.”’ How strange. Anyways, for some time, the Swordsmen ruled the nation of Yukigakure, the possibility of this letter belonging to that group was a one out of a hundred chance. Flipping to the back of the note, a map of the nations was drawn, only to have Kirigakure colored. Placing the note down, Hana glanced at Freya who resumed eating. The girl spoke, giving off a simple shrug, “Well Freya. I guess we’re going to Kirigakure.” Now, Hana is a female. Like any other girl, it takes quite a bit of time when getting ready. Eventually, she was washed up, dressed and ready to leave. Tied around her waist was a mini pouch that contained money and some of her weapons, just the smaller ones. Moving over towards the door, Hana pushed the wooden object open after turning the handle, walking outside in the winter land. With a small shiver, the girl drew a cloak around her body as she stepped out into the snow, walking into the town. As she advanced, she did so with a purpose, the note in her back pocket. Approaching a building, she soon raised her right hand, knocking on the door, only to hear from behind the door, “Coming!” With hurried steps, a person soon opened the door in a rushed manner. The person seemed to have a frantic look on their face until they saw Hana’s face. The plump woman seemed to smile a bit as she spoke towards Hana, “Is there anything you need, my dear?” Offering a petite smile, Hana responded in a cute manner, using her “suck-up” tone, “I need someone to take me to Kirigakure, but I can not go alone, it’s a dangerous trip after all…” The woman’s eyes sparked once as she spoke quickly, cutting Hana off, “Oh dear, I’m pretty sure I can get one of my husband’s workers to take you there. Now, just wait here dear.” So, with this, Hana awaited until that woman returned with her eldest son. “Now, be kind to this young lady, and take her to Kirigakure quickly and carefully. Be safe, my son,” the plump woman stated. The eldest son gave Hana a wary look as the girl with light green hued optics simply offered a smile. He walked out as Hana reached into her pouch, giving the woman money as she spoke, “Thank you so much, your kindness will never be forgotten.” With this said, the woman simply giggled in a ditsy manner as Hana followed after the eldest son, Freya at her side. An awkward silence fell in between the two as the town began to slowly flicker in life; some of the women came out to buy items from the marketplace as their children, the ones that were too young to attend the academy, played around with the other children in the snow. The students of the different level academies began to head to their schools. Finally, the town was now in the past, behind the girl, the wolf and the boy. Some time later, they reached the boat at the coast of the nation. He walked into the boat, silently still, Hana following carefully as she drew her cloak closer to her body. Freya leaped in with ease before settling down near the back of the boat. The wolf closed her eyes as the boat began to move towards the docks at Kirigakure. As a couple of hours passed, the boat now far out in the sea, the eldest boy soon spoke up,“Why are you going there?” Hana, who began feeling a bit sick or tired, soon looked up at the boy as she did not catch his question, “Hm?” The boy frowned a bit as he glanced back at the mint hued optics girl, “Why are you going there.” Pressing her lips together, the girl simply kept her gaze steady, her body language calm overall, “I have some errands to run that is all.” Her response was snappy to the point the boy became silent once more, refusing to talk to her. Hana sighed softly, her head shaking a bit as her chestnut hair. After some more time passed, the temperature began to rise, and Hana soon took off her cloak, revealing the black tank top that was cut to bottom of her bust. The spider web designed jacket she wore also showed her skin. She also wore black jeans of some sort and black boots. Once the boat reached the docks of Kirigakure, Hana stepped out along with Freya, glancing back at the boy who helped her. “Thank you,” she spoke softly, her pale green eyes meeting his momentarily before she walked down the dock towards the land of Kirigakure. Freya kept the girl’s pace, her ears flicking a bit as the two wandered into the mist.
Now, looking for a person by the name of “The One” is quite a difficult task. Wandering about the unknown land, the girl was alone once more with Freya by her side. Holding the cloak, this was now folded quite neatly and placed in her arms, the gentle breeze passed by, and particles in the air dancing around wildly. Some sun light streamed downwards at an angle, the girl glancing upwards, her eyes focusing on the dancing particles of the water droplets which hung within the air easily. Parting her lips, she blew outwards, her lips pursed slightly as her breath flew outwards, a warm breath, mingling with the hydrogen dioxide atoms. Focusing her gaze forwards, she continued to walk, Freya staying silent by her side as her snow white ears perked up, flickering around from time to time as she became wary of this area. After some time, Hana sighed in a frustrated way, soon walking up to a nearby tree as she pulled her cloak out, spreading it across the damp grass. Sitting down, her back against the tree, the girl sat there as Freya lay down on the cloak as well. With all patience, something good comes out of it, right? And so, she waited there, possibly for another person to escort her to the village. She was still a young girl. Any who, someone did happen to stroll by a few minutes after the girl, Hana, positioned herself on the ground. Her head tilting back a bit, while her eyes were closed, she heard the footsteps of the person nearby. Blinking a bit, she opened her left eye, watching as a figure approached her and Freya. As the figure continued to move towards Hana, she simply tilted her head back down a bit, narrowing her pale green hue optics as she tried to make out the figure. Staying in her spot, she shifted herself back, pressing herself against the tree trunk as a small frown appeared on her face. A breeze blowing past Hana, towards the figure would disturb the settlement of the mist, allowing the girl to peer through the slightly foggy area a bit better. Slowly rising up to her feet, she dusted herself as Freya rose as well. The wolf’s ears began to pin back against her skull, a small growl escaping the throat of the wolf as its cyan blue eyes seemed to glow a bit. Bending down a bit, Hana retrieved the clothing item on the ground, dusting it off. Pausing momentarily, she glanced backwards, seeing the figure a bit clearer. Standing up straight, the girl pulled the note from her pouch, holding it out as the note was in between her index and middle right fingers. “Do you know a person by the name of ‘The One’?” Hana asked out loud towards the figure. No response came from the person, but instead, they flashed forward, snatching the note and running off. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” the girl muttered as she darted after the figure, Freya chasing after the figure. “Sick ‘em!” the female exclaimed, continuing to catch up Freya leaped out, bounding towards the figure’s form before tackling them down onto the ground. The wolf pinned the person down with her front paws, snarling in the ear of that person. As this happened, Hana slowed down as she came to the side of the fallen figure, taking the note back. “Off,” she commanded, Freya soon backing off, the wolf still growling. “You,” a strict order beginning to escape the rose colored lips of the female, her eyes narrowing slightly, “get up and address yourself.”
Now, most people in this situation would either listen or try to get away, or possibly do something as violent as this person right here. The figure simply chuckled to them before unsheathing their sword, slashing out at her. A small curse escaped the girl’s lips as she shifted back away from the figure. “Who are you...” muttered the girl as she frowned slightly. Blinking once, she winced slightly as she reached up near her collar bone, soon raising her fingertips to her face. The color of her blood seemed to be painted on her flesh, a sickening feeling washing over her. “If you can take me down, I’ll show you,” the person spoke, their tone somewhat childlike. Sighing once, Hana snapped her fingers as Freya tackled over the figure once more, pinning them down. Walking over, the girl bent down, pulling the hood of their cloak aside to see their face. It was a child, a little girl actually. “Why are you out here?” Hana questioned as she dabbed at the small cut on her chest, raising her right eyebrow slightly. “That is none of your business, lady,” the girl replied, soon a loud shriek escaping her lips as Freya began to lick the girl’s face, gently nuzzling her cheek. Standing back up, Hana began to walk towards the direction the girl came from before glancing back, her mint hued optics piercing the little girl’s gaze. Soon, her eyes seemed to soften a bit as a small laugh escaped her lips, “We got you down, now, I need you to help me find ‘The One’, and it’ll be a great help in my search.” Nodding once, the little girl stood up, Freya soon bending down as the girl climbed on the wolf’s back. “My parents know about ‘The One’…” was the beginning of a long and tiring story that Hana listened to patiently as they reached the town. “Mama!” was the word that disturbed the phases of story telling as she leaped off of Freya, running to the worried mother. Hana slowly followed afterwards as the girl pointed at her direction. The mother looked up at Hana, which she offered a small smile towards the cautious mother. “I am looking for ‘The One’,” Hana began, “do you know where this person is?” A stranger in the middle of a busy marketplace would cause the area to get a little more silent as people watched the strange girl. “You mean Mashato, right?” the woman asked as Hana seemed to blink once in confusion. Holding the note out towards the woman, she replied softly, “I received this note this morning. I’ve heard about ‘The One’, but not much…”
For some odd reason, things began to warp slightly as Hana kicked a sword over slightly. As she looked up, she could see something breaking within the sky until a shattered sound was heard and everything around her dissipated. Lying on the ground, the girl was bloodied and panting, the waves of water washing up to her feet as she heard someone call out to here, to get up. A groan escaped her lips as she slowly rose up on her feet, grasping onto the sword that lied next to her as she held it up, shifting her stance a bit to make her balance better. She was caught in a genjutsu of some sort, and finally after what seemed like forever, she broke out of it. The sword in her hand allowed her to remember where she was exactly: she was training to become apart of the Seven Swordsmen. Wincing slightly, she looked up at the man known as Mashato, soon the girl charging at him. It has been a week since she left Yukigakure to train with this man. Swords clashing, sparks flying and the abilities of the swords being used only strengthened this girl as she continued to fight Mashato, not giving up. Finally, Hana ducked a bit, slashing upwards as she leaped up towards the side a bit, she created a fine cut across the front of the male's chest. The first cut done by Hana through the whole session. Panting, she tried to catch her breath before Mashato spoke, "You finally managed to cut me, Hana. An improvement indeed." Through this whole fight, Freya was unable to help her Mistress otherwise the girl herself would not know how to fend for herself correctly. But finally, on this glorified day, Hana achieved that goal.

Word count: 3350

Subject: Re: Word Quest. Mon May 09, 2011 9:12 pm

Approved. Exodus is doing your sword, PM him any specific abilities you want it to have.

Subject: Re: Word Quest. Mon May 09, 2011 9:16 pm

Subject: Re: Word Quest. Thu May 12, 2011 3:51 pm

Name: Shanakumu- Beautiful Nightmare

Description: Shanakumu resembles your standard katana, with a long blade, about 40 inches in length and about 3 inches in width. Shanakumu is a blade with no definite start or end to it. As such, the blade itself has a tip on either side, from left to right, or top to bottom when viewed horizontally. The blade is of a smoky grey color, while being extremely sharp. There are several rose petals on the side of the blade, which comes as part of Shanaku’s general design. The hilt is black and white one, wrapped in a special material of the same color. While most swords will have a cross guard, Shanakumu is without one. At the bottom of the hilt is also an opening, which allows the blade to slide from one side to the other. This of course, makes defending against multiple enemies more efficient, since the wielder, doesn’t have to make any real elaborate movements at all. In essence, the blade looks like a regular sword, but that is only a deception. There are also 12 tiny holes in total on the side of the hilts. These holes appear to be pipes that can be used for releasing gaseous substances from it. The holes are hardly noticeable and are often overlooked by the mass.

Ability (1): Suishoku- Fading Beauty- Suishoku takes advantage of Shanakumu’s ability to slide through to the other of the sword’s hilt. As such, Shanakumu can strike down an opponent that would normally attack from the wielder’s blind spot. While striking down its target with speed and power, said to posses the ability to break through strong defences. Suishoku enables its wielder to perform this action endlessly. The wielder may also choose to, not have the full length of the blade slide to the other side. And as a result of this, one is able to time their strikes, according to the situation at hand.

Ability (2): Goubatsu-Eternal Punishment- Goubatsu works in tandem with its wielder’s chakra. And by leeching off the chakra of its wielder, the sword is then able to use its power’s to the fullest. Goubatsu allows the wielder to release a red mist from the holes on the hilt that can be harmful to say the least. The mist released will change the landscape for those affected, and transform it into a garden of rotten corpse and all manner of illness and damnation. Those affected will suffer from a kind of temporary body paralysis, which may see them become defenceless for a short period of time. At this point, the target(s) will feel as if they were affected by a genjutsu, when in reality it isn’t. What the opponent sees is purely up to the creativity of the one wielding Shanakumu. The mist can enter the body mainly through inhalation, or the effects can affect the opponent, should they get cut by the blade. After its release, it can take up to 4 posts before its effects will aim to seize the target. The mist itself can cover up to fifteen meters in space when being utilized in a controlled manner.

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