Naruto NG is based thirty years after the fourth great shinobi war. We take our role as a member of the next generation. Shifting the tide of the world in different directions with our actions. Good or Evil.
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STAFF TEAM | NOV 24 2013
There comes a time when you have to decide who you want to work for you. Sure our jobs aren't paying jobs, but they are something we do. Please take a moment to note the staff team of anbukurono, Smyles, and darkgod76.
TIME SKIP | NOV 22 2013
As of this date we will be having a 1 month timeskip throughout the entire RP site. If you were on a mission that mission will be completed and you will be rewarded for your actions acordingly. If anything major is to happen to one of your characters please request the change to a staff through PM.
Katsui would have soon entered the districts of Iwagakure's streets. Walking through the crowds of people along the stone-earth, tilting his head back, usually in his own world when walking, his eyes stared towards the sky. Over time he began squinting, as if trying to focus on something in the distance. Eventually, Katsui would smirk, folding his arms and walking onward, to get to his home in Iwagakure.
Finding his way to his small house, owned by himself with a few empty rooms, Katsui would close the door behind him, releasing the belt around his waist with the two pouches on either side, hanging it up on a hook, beside the door. Letting his ass fall comfortably into his seat, he'd pull up a piece of paper, a tongue pushing between his lips as he began concentrating on drawing something he had in mind, taking complete patience, for once, in something.
From the rooftop of his rock-housed home, he'd outstretch a palm, before he jumped, leaping in a flip onto a large whitened short-necked, bill-beaked bird. Unnatural in this country and time of year ontop of this, the bird would shoot into the air, unnaturally four wings all propelling it at the same time as Katsui had soared through the skies. Revealing an enveloped inside his jacket, he'd look over the sheet before smirking, "Baka no Tsuchi... Hah... This foolish country can't even stand on it's own two feet now, and I'm supposed to follow those idiots."
From his home, the bird made way due south, having intentions on leaving the village, permanently, Katsui rose the bird to the skies, clouding himself in the heights of Tsuchi no Kuni's ceiling, from the envelope, Katsui had revealed slots of yen all lined up in hundreds, an invitation to the world. His work would prove more useful elsewhere, than a village he doesn't think worthy. Laughing out loud, Katsui laughed all the way until he had disappeared completely, lost in the Shinobi world.
[[Katsui makes his exit from both the village and country, disappearing.]]
Wandering around with his bird from corps to corps, Kyuu would stop at the blast corps last. There he would take extra time wandering around, and exploring the building with his bird outside. This was home to him. He could hear explosions off in the distance of the long halls. That sound was music to his ears.
Though with all of this done, and the scrolls turned in to their respective captains, Kyuu would hop on to his birdy and fly on back to the Tsuchikage palace.
"Is everyone ready!?" Kurotscuchi called as the many ninja of Iwagakure all slammed their hands into the ground. Yammamoto stood outside the village ready for liftoff. "Men, are you guys ready to lift?" He cheered as he flew around giving each person flight technique. As they all began to fly. The men roared ready for the final leap in their renovation. "Pulllll!!!!" Kurotscuhi roared as they all pulled together, lifting the village off the ground. "Moveee!" Yammamoto cried pushing the village with the other men under it floating. They all pushed it together into the sky. After a brief moment of holding it, they finally could let go. The Technique was done. Iwagakure was now floating.
"We Will Call This The Kurotsuchi Technique!"
One small boy cheered as he looked over the edge. She smiled patting his head at the response.
Post by Benjirou Harima on Nov 20, 2013 23:32:53 GMT -5
Benjirou Looked down the road. The sun just ahead, seeming to lay on the end of the road, ontop of a house. This was a sad sight to Benjirou. One more day gone, and yet only little progress.
"Am i strong enough, yet?" Benjirou sighed out, as his jaw seemed to get swallowed, as he tucked his chin into his scarf, that draped his neck. As his eyes closed, walking a pre-memorized path, Benjirou's voice lowered, as the base in his voice grew more present. "No...Maybe tomorrow."
Benjirou turned as he opened his eyes, pointed down an alleyway. Het walked several steps forwards before there to his side, was a ladder up to a second story ledge. Benjirou climbed until he found himself in the open window at the top. Closing the window behind him, A candle light flickered, had anyone been watching from outside.