Noru VS Aisu

This battle takes place in a small volcano. The volcano is 30ft in diameter. But here is the catch. Lava is falling from the sides of the volcano above you, but since I am such a nice person. I will place a disc of chakra 3 feet above you to protect you from the lava. However, I get tired so after 4 post(You,him,you,him) I will just let the lava fall on top of you. Sure you can use some water jutsu to cool the lava. But in 2 more post ( you, him, ) The lava will pile up and crush you both.

Both candidates will post here. Then the lava will fall, which I will catch with my chakra. Then the match will begin.

Niiro stood there on the platform, nothing in hand until he needed to arm himself, just relaxing and awaiting for the arrival of his opponent. He looked around wondering what the hell was going on here, but it meant nothing because all this was was a friendly competitions where sparks will fly and couple kunai may fly towards people's heads; maybe once the battle got started, maybe right before the match ended, or it will happen as the second person got there. Who knew how this thing would turn out, but hopefully the adrenaline of the match will be epic. Niiro's heart would be faster and faster because when it came to sticky situations and fights he always got easily pumped up. If things would turn out to be something like miraculous wonders then he might have fun.

With great power came great responsibilities, or so one would seem. There was great power in this area, the area was provided with some protection but at the same time it was provided with an easy death. With a simple crack, lava could come falling upon the participants and death would come to them like a hurricane. Niiro didn't want to die, but he was still surprised by the power that was being provided here because he had never seen anything like that. If someone could create a barrier, or whatever the hell it was, like this then what else would they be able to do? Could they crush and entire village with a simple snap of their fingers? Oh how it would be lovely and heaven-like to see this conquest of complete destruction and like the voice of angels would be compared to the screams of terror.

As one would look around you would believe them to see their certain death and no way of possible survival. One might also wonder how the hell they had gotten themselves into a situation like this one. Another might be wondering how long it would take for them to die at a time like this. A friend might wonder how would that guy get out of this one. An enemy might wonder why wasn't it he who had gotten to fight, or kill, that one guy in that one place with the one thing flying towards their cranium. Your mother might just be wondering will he come home in time for the dinner that she had slaved over for an entire morning cause she wanted everything to be perfect for you when you arrived home ((OOC: You momma's boy. >.>)). While all these thoughts may be running through people's heads, what was running through the mind of our "Hero"; more like our undedicated, family derived, lunatic ninja.

What a beautiful day to get crushed by a thousand pounds of hot, bubbling lava that could burn the eye brows off of a bushy browed narcissist. What a beautiful day to just yell out, "Believe it!" and not know what the hell you were doing or what you were talking about. Was it one of those days to just look at someone and tell them to grow up and stop acting like an idiot? It might have been one of those days where you let out your inner personality and go ape shit on someone for saying something that might have been slightly provoking. Or was it time to ride one's shadow like the bitch that they truly are? I can't tell you what kind of day it was because it's not my choice. With love and peace flying out the window, let's see how this day would go.

Aisu had just exited the temple, church thing, needless to say he was very happy. With a large smile on his face, he was looking around, and suddenly a few people came into view. First was the weird guy that bored him the other day. Aisu looked around, and there was no one there but him, and he decided to answer in honesty. Aisu then looked at the man, who probably wasn't going to last long in the next round of the exams. "But then again..." Aisu said, before placing a finger to his head, pointing to his brain. Things have happened in the past that could not be explained so why not this also? And with that the newly appointed chuunin made his way over to the site of the next exam area for a match.

Aisu was simply wandering the mountains until he came to the area for the next phase of the exams. The chuunin had barely made it past the first stage but he still made it and that's what mattered. He had already put up a bit of a show to the sponsors, asking if anyone wanted to come "Play" with him. This would most likely herald bad results, but Aisu didn't care. He wanted some blood shed, because he was put through hell in his childhood. He loved when people were around, it made things more lively...and bloody.

The male looked over for a bit, as he was intrigued with the indigenous plant life that the volcano produced. He knew from studies that volcanic soil was among the most fertile in the world, allowing for lush growth and birth of strange plants. This would also mean poisonous plants and animals, so he could possibly make poisons, and that would be so much fun. Aisu walked a little further to see a man just sitting there, possibly meaning this person was his opponent. "So, we should make this an entertaining fight, for the sponsors?" The chuunin stated, wanting to hurry, before he lost control of his battle-hungry side. Aisu did the specific hand seals and then separated both hands forming a rod of light between both, holding it similar to an arrow would be in a bow. He aimed carefully at the man with a smile on his face, firing a rod of light at the man. If the opponent could make it this far then he should have no trouble dodging this attack. Aisu was very eager to see what the two were capable of, the adrenaline rush made him feel excited.

The proctor stands at the top of the volcano, pressing his hands together as a wall of chakra forms just above the two opponents. He then looks back and calls out the phrase "Begin" in order to signal the start of the fight, just as the lava started to fall

((OOC: And the fun ended.

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He looked around wondering what the hell was going on here, but it meant nothing because all this was was a friendly competitions where sparks will fly and couple kunai may fly towards people's heads; maybe once the battle got started, maybe right before the match ended, or it will happen as the second person got there.

This is letting you know that I threw a couple, being two, kunai at your head.

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An enemy might wonder why wasn't it he who had gotten to fight, or kill, that one guy in that one place with the one thing flying towards their cranium.

This also let you know that something was flying towards you, particularly your head.

Now, since you said nothing about this, I will be calling my hit.))

IC: As soon as the opponent of Niiro had arrived, and the match finally began, he was pierced in the head with two Kunai knives; one underneath each eye. If a knife had hit you in those places there wouldn't be anyways of surviving, especially if it went as deep into your head as it did to the opposing Chuunin. Masuta cracked his knuckles, popping each one individually, then sat down on their little field waiting for the judgement of the opponent, or at least some kind of response from the proctor. He found it quite a shame that the match had ended so fast, but maybe he would have more fun next time. If one listened close enough you might have heard a yawn signifying the boredom of the male, but maybe it's just a figment of our imagination. Who knew? "Not I," said the cat that is sitting inside of my mind.

OOC: Not dead bud because you said maybe meaning you could or could not have done it. Also even if you do get to call the hit the seal would save me which prevents me from dying. But then again wouldnt my arrow of light had deflected your kunai?

((OOC: It said maybe, but, later on in that same paragraph, it said that it would happen.

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He looked around wondering what the hell was going on here, but it meant nothing because all this was was a friendly competitions where sparks will fly and couple kunai may fly towards people's heads; maybe once the battle got started, maybe right before the match ended, or it will happen as the second person got there.

I even stated it again two paragraphs later. Also, your arrow of light wouldn't have reflected it because you were aiming it in one spot while my kunais were aimed at two different spots on your head; if anything it might have blocked one, but since you didn't specify where you had thrown it or how you threw it, saying it was just aimed at me, it could have been moving towards any part on my body.))

OOC: Ok then, I consent defeat. Noru wins.

Noru is the winner