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Post by KAGUYA JOJO on Nov 5, 2012 11:48:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Shadow clones, the mere being of them were the start of a downfall into madness it seemed though for Jojo she hated them most in her life. The entirety of these clones were useful in many aspects while to Jojo she hated the mere thought of them. A clone would never be able to perform her techniques except such techniques that were not of her set jutsu. So therefore she always liked to target them first and yet she was indeed surprised at the disappearance but her mind was active, active enough to always perform her skills to the best of all content. Same chakra signatures as they were, the fact that she could tell a body flicker from a disappearance was the only way she survived. Body Flicker was a technique that ideally perpetuated a jutsu skill of vast speed focused at the legs to transfer or transport to another location.
The upper body, key to her Larch dance yet not key to any of her others would be targeted by not just one but two jabs of two powerful techniques. She would only have half that second to get to what she needed. The half a second that gratefully helped her ribcage expand its shell of the Kaguya arts. Shikotsumyaku aided in the expansion and strengthening of bones, to which she expanded the spin and rib cage like a ripple, the bones strengthening in just the last half of the second as she would smirk. Even though she was due for time, the time to which it took for attacking and defending was all the reasonable aspects of her own skilled usage and exhausting her opportunities were all she had to do for this. Her eyes focused in as the jabs finally hit, hitting their targets though the electrical charges only did not hit through.
The medical attack would not work, it was nullified while the skill with the gentle fist proved to appear dangerous, not happening to be fatal but dangerous enough as she would smile, jumping back now as he did as well. Certainly with this ploy it would assume that she tried to do something else in the manner of her jumping back yet the smile on her face caused her jump backwards to show that she was not in that effect. “You are giving me more fun than I could have hoped for, I thank you.” She would say as her smile continued. Her ability to speak with a small amount of trouble yet not entirely as much as it would have been. She was having too much fun and this would be something she wished she could have done with her now dead team members. Yet she would look at this boy, Kamajin with a kind heart and she would always remain ready to do a counter attack yet she would lean against a boulder looking at his position kindly.
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Post by HYUUGA KAMAJIN on Nov 8, 2012 23:47:03 GMT -5
At the strikes of his hands against Jojo’s upper body register, he instantly realized what the woman managed to do in such a short space of time; although he still did, there wasn’t even a need to see just what Jojo did in about half a second. Kamajin intended to show her just what he was capable of as a Hyuuga, as a medic-nin, and as a shinobi overall. His potent combination of a very pinpoint medical ninjutsu along with his Gentle First was very effective, leaving a potentially ‘nasty’ effect on his victims. It wasn’t his signature move, but it was one that he selectively performed for just the right opponents; those that showed great potential for battle, or those that he perceived as a challenge. Kamajin pulled back after, and watched Jojo now with a frown. He was slightly concerned about this one, his primary style had trouble in gaining the upper hand compared to Jojo’s own. Even though his attack was able to still shatter her bones if he chose to, they’d just grow back. All he had to go on was the constant chakra use on her part, yet over time, it must have been so refined that relying on such a factor was not the best thing. As he looked at her, he heaved in and out normally, but his Byakugan eyes looked into hers fiercely, and intensely. She was just ..annoying.
She looked back at Kamajin with a smile, along with a pleasantry of thanks. All she merely did now was to lean against a boulder lazily as if she believed that he wouldn’t be that much of a challenge to defend against. The insulting wench. Now, she was starting to become a problem if she was really beginning to take that mindset. And yet, Kamajin let loose a small grin from the corner of his lips. So, she was really going to make him come out, and take this a lot more..seriously. Mind you, he was quite serious from the very first move, but Kamajin was known for a certain battle style that he had to admit he had not shown as of yet. The original thing was that it wasn’t like “The Silent Killing” Technique, yet it was like his own spin on it. He would be silent through his entire ruthless approach. As his grin formed, there was only one reason why he knew it would come up. Clearly, the woman thought that she was fine from the last attack by blocking his Gentle Fist Style, but clear as day to him, she was not knowledgeable of medical jutsu. His attack cleverly threw her off by thinking that she defended against his Gentle First, but his Body Pathway Detachment Technique was the main intention to his attack, so without her even realizing as yet, Jojo’s natural electrical charges aiding her basic motor skill performance were distorted, as the attack would now be slowly setting in. Kamajin lowered his head slightly with the glare of the sun effectively hitting his glasses to give off a devilish appearance. He reached into his kit, and took out one single senbon; just to prove his point now to her as she smugly looked at him with that detesting smile.
He didn’t even bother to respond; his devilish grin would be more than enough as he threw the senbon squarely for her shoulder blade. She would soon see for herself.
ooc | technically speaking, your defense would have been enough to block the damage from the offensive Gentle Fist style, but the medical aspect of the attack would have still worked. The attack was not something like a lightning attack hitting your internals, but specially converted chakra targeting the electrical signals naturally created by the body to send messages to the brain and vice versa. Remember Hyuugas can do damage to the body and the chakra system if they choose, soo your bone strengthening wouldn’t be able to block the chakra part
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Post by KAGUYA JOJO on Nov 9, 2012 23:37:26 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Her feet were already seeping into the earth, not visibly but the spread of bones. She would perform her final dance, as such she would initially also be happy for which she could spread these within the limited time she had. The effects were slow to start while smiling and working her facial and speech patterns seemed alright she would twitch her finger and her eyebrow would move, her eyebrow moving would cause her leg to move. Each individual body part was slowly randomizing the signal, she could not fully understand the entirety of this as of yet while she had relaxed. Watching Kamajin pull a single senbon out, throwing it squarely at her shoulder blade puncturing her shoulder blade but yet, her bones blocking it from going much deeper than fatally necessary.
Jojo was perplexed as she would blink, an awfully feeling in her stomach as she would say, “I’m going to be sick,” it was such a movement, the form of throwing up. It was ideally her gag reflex that performed it as she would be falling down to the earth, her body turned into a mass of bones unwillingly performing the final stage of the fifth dance of Kaguya, Dance of the Seedling Ferns. Such a dance performed without any real target as it was just a mass of bones shattering out the side of the waterfall, launching itself out from the initial format of the bones as they dug into the earth and shot out. The unguided bones would crash and crush trees, initially even targeting Kamajin unknowingly as they could more than likely shred him apart if pierced by them.
The bones in the amassing form would have Jojo already absorbed while she was incapacitated in this form. The fight had been won by Kamajin if he survived against the mass of bones, which judging by Jojo’s sense of direction, he no doubt had survived. She would not hold a grudge to him but she knew that her own movements to get out of this pickle would prove most deranged. The more probable the better while she would already figure out that she would try using her rapid cell degeneration technique, supposing that it was a physical injury to her nervous system which made her entire body go wonky with the mass effect. Overall she silently congratulated Kamajin, the fight was his win and she would only have to learn from her mistake while making due time to keep from that hand of his, this was quite the pickle indeed.
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Post by HYUUGA KAMAJIN on Nov 15, 2012 22:55:24 GMT -5
His smirk watched her – as her form completely transfigured from a cool, calm and collected, cocky body language into one of worry, and literal transfiguration, much to Kamajin’s own surprise. Throughout his time of performing his special Medical jutsu, he had to admit that he have only targeted certain shinobi with it; few of them who possessed a Kekkei Genkai. Through his observation, he noticed how most of them weren’t even able to assess their own abilities thanks to the switched streams of their cognitive senses, and motor skills, but as he looked upon the green-haired woman, he noticed instantly that his Jutsu had a different effect: she seemed unable to control her abilities, and somehow, they were acting on their own possibly, either that, or she tapped into an ability that she wasn’t able to control herself. His Byakugan instantly picked up on her feet somehow being able to spread chakra throughout the ground underneath, as her own feet started to transform into pure, spreading bone as if a virus was spreading. The senbon needle seeping into her shoulderblade was barely any notice to either them now, as it would seem none of the two predicted this action: the Kaguya was going to use her chakra excessively now to perform one of her deadliest Dances known. Kamajin assumed that it was all unintentional, but perhaps, she could have been planning to use it all along; either way, he saw the threat, and had to act.
He detested revealing this particular Jutsu to most shinobi; he regarded it as one of his most special and reserved abilities suited for only worthy opponents. Though in this case, it would be necessary as an evasive measure rather than offensive. He barely had time to see Jojo struggle to cope with her own movements realizing the effect of the Medical Jutsu as he made the hand signs to perform, ”Summoning Jutsu!” Out of the large cloud of smoke, a light blue form instantly spared into the sky just as a massive sea of bones grew from the ground like sprouting weeds, covering the landscape, and even piercing through the large waterfall nearby. Kamajin was well above the odd sea on the back of a large falcon creature hovering over the scene with its massive wings flapping through the winds. Kamajin looked down at the mess, and was just stunned somewhat to see the attack in person. It was a very devastating comeback, whether intentional or not. Upon Kamajin’s wishes, his ninja falcon agreed to gently float down just a little bit more, a good distance from the bone tips that could still possibly grow out more; no chances would be taken. ”Jojo, this fight is over. Come out now, so I can claim my prize: I desire my questions answered!..... who you are? … and what is your connection with Zero Cypher?” Kamajin figured it out for himself that if there was anyone that could fit the description of the spy in the Jewnikami, it could very well be her; especially with her hidden personality and traits. He only chose to fight to seek confirmation. ”Do not make me talk again to repeat myself…..” he said finally in a very dark tone. The ninja falcon started to glow just a bit as he said it.
ooc | at this point, Jojo would be very weak now right and out of chakra?
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Post by KAGUYA JOJO on Nov 18, 2012 23:24:03 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Out of the bones, her voice could ring out and just thankful for the fact that she was merged inside them, able to not be disoriented by the medical forms of such a devastating jutsu. She would regard herself within the form, speaking outside it in manners of the bones vibrating much like ones vocal chords where a more deep and unprecedented voice would ring out, mechanical energy by the form of it. “I am a ninja of Konoha, much like you were. I have abilities that very few have as you have well seen and as for a connection in any possible form to this individual you call Zero Cypher.” She would pause lightly, in the voice of the bones she personally could not be regarded as either surprised or lying or any of the in between by the spoken words. In all actuality she was surprised by Kamajin even knowing such a name in the first place.
He had won, full blown and she would not disregard his victory as yet before coming out of the bones, she had her Rapid Cell Degeneration technique still at full swing, reconnecting nerves and fixing parts of her that were needed while she would also have it perform the autopsy necessary for her body to change its appearance. Her body inside the mass of bones changing while blocking all possibilities of pain. Walking out of the bones in a different state, a different manner of site as yet she would be trembling from the way such a technique worked. Her body was still regenerating its lost senses of the nervous system while she had walked out looking very different than her original emerald self. Jojo was only able to expel enough chakra to allow the victor to see what all Jewnikami officers would see although now only Kamajin and Zero would know she was ideally the green haired kunoichi.
Jojo had walked out there in shredded clothing, her skin paler while her long green hair had turned short and silver, her eyes changed from gold to a darkened hue. The bodily figure appeared to be more petite in manner of her chest while the rest of herself was lankier. Smiling lightly as she was grateful to have survived she would stumble slightly, the bones of her final dance deconstructing themselves as they had lost their source of chakra. “I am Jojo Kaguya: Dragon of the South, and I am Samus: Snake of the Jewnikami.” Her voice was quiet in the introduction as she would fall to her knees, a true rival she saw within this man as she would then say, “And I am in love with Zero,” With that she would fall to her face, breathing heavily yet still conscious as her exhaustion was wracking her body.
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Post by HYUUGA KAMAJIN on Nov 29, 2012 15:12:54 GMT -5
The ninja falcon’s haunting form started to die down in its light blue glow, as Kamajin continued to stare down upon the scene with his arms folded, and sun-struck glasses aimed down to the chilling scene. It wasn’t everyday one would see a large protrusion of bones coming from the ground as if naturally grown. The power of this now rare clan was definitely original, and being powerful was considered an understatement. There was no accurate probability measures that Kamajin could have used to dodge them if he was to remain on land. It was as random and unpredictable as the future itself. Surely, if he didn’t have one of his aces in the hold upon which he was standing on, there was a good chance of this matching going to Jojo whether she intended it or not. Neveetheless, what’s done is done, and it is what it is: Kamajin waited just after he warned Jojo for her to admit her defeat, and give him what he requested. He didn’t have to wait for very much longer though; just after his threat, he noticed the bones starting to vibrate in unison, accompanied by the somewhat darkened tone of Jojo’s own voice. So, it would seem that she was now one with her creation, safe from further harm’s way.
She somewhat boasted from the beginning of her statement, but from her position, she could have done whatever she wanted. Even Kamajin could admit that from this point, he couldn’t do anything more to her now as long as she was in that state. Of course, had she disregarded her promise and honour, Kamajin could swear to her how much she would regret it later; all the same, there wouldn’t be a need for it. He studied each and every word she chose to give him. Even how she started was intriguing to Kamajin; from analyzing from beginning to end, the woman never came off as the braggart-type, but she did happen to have a ‘split personality’ in which there was a side of her that was unknown even to him; all he could pick up on was the killer intent in battle, and the very presence of another personality in the first place, but nothing more. She hadn’t really shown all that she was capable of, but she gave the Hyuuga the impression that there was a lot more of her that met the eye, or more than what came up from the fight. The man was an analyst and a strategist, so he left no word unattended, or considered unimportant.
Her pause at the connection to Zero Cypher was not much of a surprise, but more of a slight pinch of relief. His assumption did not have much base to fall on, and he could only hope that his suspicious were accurate from Jojo’s mouth herself. There was something to hear after all, but Kamajin would be treated to another surprise. He didn’t have his Byakugan activated so as to conserve and build back up his chakra, so when the form in a tattered appearance began coming of a nearby bone to land, Kamajin spied the person, but even with his glared glasses hiding his face, he would still be opening his eyes widely at the person – the tattered clothes were familiar, but the person there was not the same green-haired with whom he was fighting. If he didn’t have small things t o go on, he probably wouldn’t have been able to piece it together, but with the clothes, and how the person oddly walked, he knew that it was the same Jojo – the effects of his medical jutsu were still active as she seemed to have discovered what other bodily movement she typically used now was the one for walking. The sea of bones started to recede into the ground; and possibly from existence which showed how weak the source of chakra was now. Kamajin’s falcon descended to the now holey ground as its large, impressive wings gracefully aided its landing. The Hyuuga jumped off, and walked towards the weakened woman who finally identified herself: she had a unique double identity. The man’s face was still emotionless as he listened, watching her fall to her knees, followed by yet another confession of her being in love with the Jewnikami Leader, and finally, her own descent to the ground. ”Thank you.” he simple stated whether she heard or not. He had his information for his own purposes and agenda; curiosity satisfied and theories proven: and that was that. He pulled out something from his pocket: a beautiful silver pendant connected by a simple thick thread. He placed the device close to the woman; upon which resulted in the device’s sudden light blue glowing form. As a result, Jojo’s own body began to glow. Kamajin’s special device was one found years ago, and greatly used on his fallen opponents. As always, the charm’s glow would fall upon the ‘target’ which in turn makes them glow. Moreover, the power of the glow gifts the target with their restored chakra, yet just as soon as they were blessed with such a gift, it was instantly sapped up and taken away. This was always the fate of Kamajin’s ‘victims’: taking their chakra for his own purposes, and leaving them with no power and as a bonus at times, no hope. At the charm’s disappearance of glowing, the pendant itself would disappear in a small cloud of smoke, along with his ninja falcon: the charm would be in its possession, safe from others. He never had the worry of it being taken even from his victims because they would always be too weak to even lift a finger.
She got up from his knelt position, and addressed the woman one more time before he would proceed away from the scene, and of course, even further from the direction of the Village of Leaves; leaving her there to recover on her own so she can go and perhaps regain her other form: ”See you next meeting..”
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Post by KAGUYA JOJO on Dec 5, 2012 12:10:03 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] A thank you could be heard, yet she could not answer. The way her body was so weak, it made her the absolution of knowing she was not in the right state to which she could furnish such good skillful use of her skills for now. She had felt this fight to the fullest, and only in the cocoon of her bones. She did not give her entire skillful self away but she gave her secret identity away and that truly pissed her off, but she did not have time to focus on the fact that she lost. Now she saw a silver pendant and felt a blessing torn away, yet she did not lose hope, if she lost hope then she was not worthy of being a member of Jewnikami. Her eyes kept steady and although her chakra return was slow she would keep her eyes on this person, curious of why he tore her chakra away at the time he did.
Perhaps to learn from her, this itself only seemed to keep her mind in a focus while she watched him leave with only a whisper leaving her lips, “See you then,” and that itself allowed her to pass out with such a vicinity of her mind. The way her mind mattered within and from there she would have her chakra slowly restoring. It was just luck that a returning group of ninja appeared and took her to the leaf village. Her body already having changed back to her green haired self-prior to. It was unknown as to what happened to them and she would only think on what she could do right and with a small voice in her mind she would note that she should never speak of this to anyone but Zero. The day soon ended and she would awaken in the hospital.
All that night she would flex her fingertips, with her mind to the fingers and back again and she was glad she had her true senses once more. She was seen by a real talented individual and gratefully she had no more real mishaps for the day and graceful as she was, she was glad the feeling and chakra all were normal. Yet she could not leave the hospital yet as she only continued to keep the notice of such things forming in her mind as she learned she has been out cold for three days. She got what she wanted though about her fight with this individual and now she had to train more soon so she can defeat him one day. The focus of the fight was information it appeared to her by the desperation it seemed to receive it. All upon her mention of something that appeared to be important in some way; however, for now she rested…
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