Jorus training

I woke up and decided to practice throwing kunai and shurikens so I went to the academy and spent 3
hours of throwing kunai. The first one I heard a window shatter. I quickly fixed it so nobody would ever
notice. Then I continued throwing this time I scraped the target and severed the ropes that supported
it. The target rolled down the hill until it fell into the river. Then I remembered how cold the river was.
I found another target. I threw another kunai and hit right next to the bulls eye. Then after a few tries
I managed to get a couple of bull’s eyes. Eventually I got good enough to get bulls eyes all the time.
Then I practiced throwing shurikens. The first time I threw the shuriken it flew through the target. The
second time it flew through a nearby beehive and all the bees went crazy stinging the academy staff.
Fleeing from the havoc I tripped over and fell head first into the hot springs. I only just noticed the water
was boiling. I quickly grabbed onto the tree branch hanging over the hot springs. Then I panicked and
accidentally broke the branch and plummeted into the hot springs. Then I jumped out of the water.
I practiced using my machete by cutting rotting logs. Cutting logs was very fun until I encountered a
monkey which stole my machete. I chased the monkey until it hit me with a branch, knocking me out.
Then I fell to another branch. I woke up just as the monkey was about to cut the branch I was sitting on I
grabbed the machete from the monkey and scared it off. I climbed back down only to notice the monkey
flying towards my face. Fighting for my machete, the monkey called a whole bunch of friends to attack I
managed to get the machete and escaped being pursued by ten thousand monkeys all a few feet behind
me. I ran back to town with hundreds of scratch marks and fifty five thousand seven hundred forty three
Monkeys, all chasing me. An anbu guard said I was learning track. He then noticed seventy three
thousand two hundred forty eight monkeys chasing me. He only got an “oh my” before the many
monkeys pounced on him. Reinforcement flooded to both sides. An ensuing battle raged on for several
long hours.

(Next day)

I decided to go and practice using more unusual weapons. I ran towards the local weapon shop. The
store owner said “hello, how may I help you?” I said I would like to try using more unusual weapons. The
store owner pointed me to the special weapons department. I went over and found all kinds of
weapons. I saw machetes, Korean fans, war hammers, flails, mauls, meteor hammers, nun chucks , sais,
brass knuckles, throwing axes, sickles, whips, razor wire, bladed nun chucks, bows and arrows, copies of
kisames sword, copies of hidans sickle, copies of the wings on sasori, copies of hirukos tail and copies of
hidans sharp stick (really). I decided to try the largest copy of kisames sword. I swung it around breaking
everything including part of the wall to the restroom. Noticing the guy in the bathroom without his
underwear made me faint (disgusting). The store owner told me to try the weapon outside. I did I sliced
all the dummies and targets. The pieces of dummies and targets flew through the foot thick steel walls.
Then I asked the store owner what other weapons I should try. Te looked at the mauls. So I walked over
to the mauls. I grabbed one of the mauls. They were extremely heavy. I walked out and swung it around
it suddenly crashed into a nearby house caving the roof in. I walked over and grabbed it. The hokage
saw me throw it though. He sentenced me to a weapons training course. In the course you learn how to
use a weapon of your choice. I choose mauls. I first learned how to swing the thing. The first time it flew

out of my hands and knocked out the instructor and broke through a wall. Then I learned how to use a
hammer to nail things together. If I broke a nail I would have to do one hundred pushups. If I ever broke
the hammer I would do ten thousand five hundred forty seven pushups with a one hundred kilogram
sack of flower. I broke seventy five thousand five hundred twenty three hammers and two hundred
thirty five thousand three sixty four nails. I ended up doing seventy nine million three hundred forty five
thousand eighty one pushups with a one hundred kilogram sack of flower. I also had to do twenty three
million five hundred thirty six thousand four hundred pushups. I did a total of one hundred two
thousand eight hundred eighty one thousand four hundred eighty one pushups. Later I decided to
return to class. I practiced swinging the maul more and more slowly inching toward perfections until I
managed to have good control of where it goes. Then I was learning how to attack with the maul
relative to where the opponent’s weapon is. I learned that with really heavy weapons that I should
attack perpendicular to where the opponent is holding his sword, because the opponent cannot block
the blow and you will be able to block any blow the opponent can do at the moment. I also learned that
it is better to block when the blow when the opponent attacks. Keeping the initiative was also very
important. I practiced a bunch. At the end of the day I decided to go eat. I ordered pork ramen. That
granite head thought I ordered salt and pepper ramen. I got the salt and pepper ramen. I complained. I
got beef ramen. I complained. I got chicken ramen. I complained. I got miso ramen. I complained. I got
egg ramen. I complained. I got cheese ramen. I complained. I got spinach ramen. I complained. I got
broccoli ramen. I complained. I got lamb ramen. I complained. I got goat ramen. I complained. I
complained. I got frog leg ramen. I complained. I finally got pork ramen. I also ordered some water. I
instead got coffee. I complained. I got lemon tea. I complained. I got iced tea. I complained. I got water
finally. I then went home to sleep. I went to the weapons training course. I learned how to break an
opponent’s weapons with it. Then I learned how to throw one accurately. I practiced and practiced and
practiced and practiced and practiced and practiced and practiced and practiced and practiced and
practiced until I could proficiently throw it. Then I had to spar with someone about my skill.
Unfortunately I got paired against an eight and a half foot tall five hundred forty pound man. Goodbye, Jorus.

(Next week)

I needed to get better at stealth, badly. People said when I was sneaking up on someone, I sounded like a herd of elephants. I didn’t believe them at first until someone recorded me trying to sneak up on someone. I did. I obviously needed to get better.

I started out with doing laps around the training ground walking on my toes. That was hard. I kept falling over. Then I saw a shady someone else tiptoeing around and realized that I didn’t need to literally be on my toes, just on the balls of my feet. Well, that made things easier. I decided to follow the shady character. Walking on the balls of my feet was a lot quieter than tripping or losing my balance every few feet. Now I only sounded like one elephant, instead of it, its sibling, parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and all the many other relatives that elephants happen to have. I followed the shady character, and discovered it was in fact a well known civilian petty criminal. I had to see what he was up to and if necessary try to capture him. The two of us walked toward a small village. The criminal glanced behind him, and almost saw me. I think I was walking too noisily still, so I tried walking, padding along silently, barely lifting my feet off of the ground and sliding them over before putting them down again. This is very slow. I ended up losing ground, falling behind the criminal. Eventually he must have figured that no-one was following him and headed into the small village. At this point, he was fairly far away, so when I saw him enter the bank, I had to run to get there before he could get away.

I got to the bank and peered inside. The civilian had his back to the front door (really not a wise idea) and was sticking up the teller with a makeshift crossbow. The teller was protesting his intrusion and while he was distracted, I extended my shadow up his legs. The criminal continued threatening the teller, not noticing my shadow crossing his arm. The teller did notice, though, and froze in shock. The criminal finally noticed my shadow when I suddenly used it to crush his crossbow, crumpling the bolt, and the crossbow together and preventing the crossbow from firing. The criminal yelled, and tried to run, but I left my shadow lying across the doorway, and as his shadow crossed mine, I grabbed him with my shadow possession. Just for kicks I released him, and he ate dirt. As he got up again, I punched him out, knocking him several feet. He got up, slightly dazed, and I grabbed him again with my shadow possession. This time I continued to control him and walked him off to jail.

I headed back to the training grounds, and found fresh bear tracks. Wanting to try following it, I followed the tracks, and soon I came suddenly came across the bear. I tensed, ready to run, but the bear continued to not notice me. On closer examination the bear was hunched over something. The something turned out to be a hive. The bees were swarming around, trying to sting the bear as it happily gulped down large paw-swipes of honey. Eventually the bear had had enough, and threw the hive over its shoulder, the bees following their flying home. The bear then looked up, and saw me. At least that’s what I thought, hidden in the underbrush. It could have just smelled this funny smell, and wondered what it was. I made that a moot point by turning and running like hell. The bear likely decided that it was curious (I thought it thought I was prey) and started gamboling off after me. I took a quick look over my shoulder. The bear was gaining on me. I wasn’t fast enough. I grabbed the bear using my shadow possession and made it hit its head on a tree, hoping it would knock itself out. I only managed to make it angry. So now, instead of being pursued by a curious bear, I was pursued by an angry bear curious how it could repay the head knock I made it give itself earlier.

Frantic, I fled through the forest, tripping over tree root and bushes in my haste. I was suddenly brought up face to face with a bad tempered warthog, whose head came up around my shoulder. It was massive. I edged up backwards, slowly, only to be bowled over by the lumbering bear. I rolled along the ground, coming to a stop against a tree. I sat up quickly and saw the bear and warthog glancing between me and the other large animal. I gulped, knowing the worst possible scenario would involve me being chased by two angry animals. I backed up slowly, the bear and warthog deciding that I was an insignificant threat compared to the other animal. The two beasts started ignoring me and circling each other. I turned and ran, as the sounds of their battle rang through the forest. On my way out, I was pestered by a little boy, who asked me to find his pet. After some searching, I made use of my stealth training and snuck up on the dog before it could sniff me out. I grabbed it, and headed back, giving the pet to the dog. The boy was about to give me some pocket change (that was what he had) but I refused it, saying the sincere thanks was enough.

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Having had enough of dry-lands for a while, I decided to go swimming. I first tried it out in the pond near my apartment. It doesn’t take long though, for most anyone to get tired of swimming in circles (it was only about 20 feet wide) and getting covered by algae, frogs, and leaves…. Sucking in little bugs every time I breathed in wasn’t fun either. The final straw was when my suit caught on a log, and my suit tore. I swore as I walked home, using some shadow to hold it closed, until I could sew it back together.

I then decided to try out the nearby springs. The first one I tried had all kinds of bubbles floating up from it. I did a cannonball in, and as soon as my bum touched the water, I back-flipped back onto land. That spring was really, really hot. I took another look at it, and this time noticed that the whole spring was bubbling evilly, and more importantly, steaming. Well…. No wonder I singed my bum. I rubbed it, trying to remove some of the heat from it. Well…. Since I was here anyway….

I jumped back toward the spring. Again, I sprang away as soon as I touched the water. (Is that why they call it a spring? You jump from it? Spring = Jump) It seems stupid, but I did have a purpose, though not my original one. If I could practice this kind of mid-air/water acrobatics, dodging stuff on good old solid cool terra firma would be nothing, a piece of cake in comparison. Besides, recovering from the burns would toughen my skin up. At this point I didn’t even know how to walk on water. Even if I could, I would still have burnt up my feet. I leaped forward several dozen times, each time landing on a different part of my body, except between my legs. It’s hard to land properly there, and it would hurt way more than the other areas. By the time I was through, I was covered in burns from the water, and cuts and bruises from landing on sharp rocks.

After covering my body in burns, I decided to put my training on a short hiatus. The walk home was painful. Every time I moved, something burned would be moved and it would hurt. Even the air was painful on my skin, never mind the wind. I hobbled into town, and to the hospital. One of the medics looked at me on the operating table, and asked if I had jumped into the afore-mentioned spring. I asked him how he knew. As he began healing the burns, he replied that unless I got attacked by a ninja who could use boil water, as that was the only way I could get burns like that all over my body. I asked if I could get similar burns from fire jutsu. Yes, I could apparently, but my hair should also be singed, and I didn’t have that nasty burning hair smell about me. He asked why, if I had jumped into the really hot spring, why there were no burns, down between my legs. His eyebrows shot up while I explained my very unusual training method. Then he told me that that was a ridiculous training method, but an effective one at that, if I could learn to react so fast. Then he suggested that I try to completely avoid touching the hot water, so that I could avoid getting burned. In retrospect, I think he meant to avoid the hot spring altogether. I thought he meant keep doing it, but to make it harder by jumping off the water before I could get burned.

I had had enough of the hot springs fortunately for my health, so I went to another springs. This one was really cold. It was pretty much the opposite of the hot spring. I jumped in and almost became a Jeff Vader-cicle. Freezing. Cold. Brrrrr. My first surprise was that the whole spring had not frozen solid. My second surprise came when I was taking a breath. I had turned come up for air, while swimming butterfly, when a salmon suddenly jumped out of the river and into my mouth. What the- a salmon!? The salmon trapped headfirst in my mouth started wriggling, so I swam to the side, and pulled it out. I looked at it. It looked at me. I looked at it. It looked at me. I continued to look surprised. It seemed to have this challenging look as if I had intruded on its territory. I started staring back. The two of us hung there and apparently glared at each other, until I snapped out of a trance, and hurled the salmon back into the spring. I probably should have flung it downstream.

I started swimming upstream again, and the salmon came back with a vengeance. I was suddenly smacked across the face, by the same one. I swam to the side, and looked at it. This time it was definitely glaring at me. Suddenly, my head rocked to one side. The fish glared at me, its tail cocked threateningly. As I held it by the head, it started slapping me in the face with its tail. How humiliating. Being slapped around in the face by a fish. A fish. Come on now. I can’t be serious. Really? Yes really. It hurt too. I got the marks to prove it later. I think I might have won the first round with it, and here it was, kicking my but in the second. My face continued to rock back and forth, propelled by the fish’s tail. I started getting dizzy, and I dropped the fish.

Once again, I should have dropped it downstream. It started swimming inside my clothing. My first though was “EWWWWW”. Then my second: “Get it out!!! Get it out!!!”. I panicked, and started trying to grab it. I couldn’t get a hold on it. So there I was, one hand clinging to the side of the springs, the other frantically trying to pin down the fish. I think the fish was winning the third round. Eventually I started treading water ad started using both hands to try to grab the fish, but it didn’t help much. Eventually I just took off my shirt and tossed onto land, and the fish, suddenly deprived of its hiding place and protection, was yanked away by the the current. I was left there, gasping for breath, much worse for wear than the fish.

Too tired to swim for a few minutes, I clambered out. I glanced down and saw my reflection. Fishtail slap marks. Everyone would wonder which girl hit me with a funny shaped paddle. I would rather that that be known around town than it be known that a measly fish was beating the snot out of me. It would be much worse than the time I was chased by a horde of badgers. At least then I had been outnumbered, and the badgers were so ferocious that the mizukage was needed to restore order (because even the anbu and jounin were hard pressed). Here it was me and one fish. Not only did I not get away, but the fish won too. Handily in fact. No one would give me anything beyond finding pets for missions now, and rarely at that, if they knew. I would never hear the end of it.

I got up and looked for another spring. After a bit of searching, I found a third spring. This one was nice and clear. I looked up and down it, but saw nothing that even remotely resembled a salmon. The water was completely devoid of impurities to the extent I could see. I stuck in my hand, and the current pulled me off balance. I fell in the water. I didn’t realize at first how fast the current was. Then I noticed that the landmarks I had noticed at first were receding fast into the distance. The current was so fast I couldn’t touch the bottom though the stream was only 5 feet deep. Crud. I would get swept away, possibly over a waterfall. I began thrashing in the water, trying to make progress upstream. The water was too fast. I couldn’t gain any ground. Exhausted, I gave up, and rolled onto my back to take whatever would happen to me. I floated on my back for a while.

Suddenly, I heard this peculiar roaring. I sat up in the water, looking for the source, expecting a monster to flee from. Instead I saw… a waterfall…. Oh crud. I started swimming against the current. I tried grabbing onto the underside of a branch sticking over the water. The water pulled me off of everything.

I was carried over the edge of the waterfall on my back. I went into freefall with the water all around me. I met the ground with a jarring impact. Wondering how far I had fallen (and if I was in the afterlife) I glanced up and behind my, over my shoulder, and saw that there was a measly 4 foot drop from the waterfall. I thought I was going to die because of that? To be fair I hadn’t seen the drop, but still…. It was annoying.

As the water continued to pull me downhill, I looked around. All the water was in a smaller channel now, and the current was so fast I couldn’t hope to stop myself and escape. Years of wear had worn the path smooth. Trees covered the water so between their shade and the fast flow, the water stayed cool. The water appeared to be carrying me at 20 or so miles per hour. The channel actually formed a natural slide. The slide began to slope downwards to about 45 degrees, and I wondered if it would lead to another waterfall or if it would become a shallow angle again. I couldn’t touch the bottom again, even though the water in the slide was only three feet deep. Every time I reached out, the current would shove my arm back together to my body. The slide became so steep it was almost vertical. I looked at the soil around the rocks and the soil was extremely slippery and fluffy. You couldn’t climb up the slope, that was for sure. Through a short gap in the trees I saw part of the lake. The water got even faster as the slide steepened again, almost becoming vertical, so much so that I was almost entirely floating on top of the water. I started zooming along at probably over 30 or 40 miles per hour. I estimated I had been dragged by the current, for about fifteen miles or so by now. I zipped along, the nearby trees were a blur, quickly receding into the distance. I wondered how this would end… underground? Maybe I would be dashed to pieces on a rock, or maybe I would fall off of a waterfall. The slide leveled out and I braced myself, preparing myself for whatever would happen next.

The slide abruptly ended just past the edge of the forest, the water forming a waterfall plunging over 20 feet onto the beach and flowing into a lake. Everyone knew about the waterfall but no-one had not found the source for it. I closed my eyes, as at the speed I was going, if I hit the sand, it would really hurt. I would be lucky to break my bones. However, I did not fall onto the sand. My momentum carried me over the short strip of beach, and I flew over the lake, flailing my arms and legs. I fell into the lake with a mighty splash seen miles away.

As the spray from my landing fell all around me (it was raining cats and dogs), I realized that the other two springs that I saw earlier also ended up in the area, over to one side. Then I saw the fish from earlier, which was happily swimming around until it saw me. I might have been able to think that it was different fish but it started charging towards me. I frantically swam around the coast, pursued by fish. The fish started biting and snapping at my feet. Finally I found a lost canoe, with an oar, and I paddled back to Sunagakure again. The fish started attempting to take bites of the boat. It didn’t succeed but the shark which showed up soon after did, almost swallowing me too. I batted the shark over the nose, and it retreated. I started swimming for Sunagakure again, with the fish and shark both chasing me (the shark not noticing the fish). I reached the coast. It was a long walk, but eventually I made it back to my apartment and collapsed inside, having spent most of my time allotted for training already. I dressed and prepared to start working on some missions.

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I returned the next day to continue my training, carefully avoiding the site of the previous day’s events. I set up a dummy, dangling it from a tree branch, and whipped out my little throwing stars. I began hurling throwing stars, aiming for a big red circle painted on the dummy. I threw them and threw them, but they never even came close. I ran out of throwing stars and had to go hunt for all the ones already thrown, most of which were strewn around on the ground.

Of the others, most I found, but some I never found (I heavily suspect they fell in the river), and several were grabbed by a ninja monkey. The ninja monkey obviously had never seen throwing stars before, as it was turning one of them slowly in it’s hand, examining it carefully and inquisitively. I tried to get the ninja monkey to give the throwing stars back but it just sat in a nearby tree and began to do this weird sound that sounded suspiciously like laughing, especially since it was having trouble hanging on the branch, it was shaking so hard. Flushed with anger, I started climbing up the tree after it, but just as I would have been able to grab that darned monkey, it chattered and clambered up higher. Well that was annoying. I started climbing again. It clambered up higher. The two of us kept climbing, and the branches slowly got smaller as we got higher. Suddenly the branch I was climbing up broke and I started to fall. The monkey resumed its laugh-like sound, as I fell down, and landed on a large rosebush. I was distracted from my pursuit by several dozen rose thorns which had all helpfully stuck themselves in my rear.

After pulling them all out and cursing for a few minutes, I started up the tree again. The monkey was still there up in the branches, where it had been when I began my prickly ended descent. As soon as it saw me, it started climbing up the tree too. Again, we both climbed up the tree, until it was trapped on the topmost branch and I was a few below it. Then the monkey picked up one of the throwing stars as if to throw and I cringed, hoping it didn’t know it knew how to use them. The monkey stood on the branch in a throwing position, aiming toward me, I thought. It threw, but the shot missed me by a large margin, and I saw it clearly thud into the middle of the red circle on the training dummy. I started to feel obsolete and depressed. I mean, really. Here was this monkey who had never seen a throwing star before and could throw a one from hundreds of feet in the air, past dozens of branches, and make a bullseye on the same target that I couldn’t hit from ten feet away, right in front of that same target. The monkey threw each of the other two throwing stars at trees in two different direction, and then took off in a third. I let it escape, and painstakingly searched each of the other trees, looking for the missing throwing stars. I ripped out them out of the trunks they were embedded in, in one case having a short scuffle with a bird I disturbed on the way up (which I think it won).

Once I finally collected all the throwing stars I could find, I unleashed a blistering second volley of throwing stars. Again, I managed to completely miss the dummy. That wasn’t the case with the rope though. I had managed to through the rope on which the dummy dangled, and the dummy fell on the ground. I retied the rope. I threw the throwing stars. I cut the rope in another place. This went on for some time before, when barely 2 feet of rope was left to tie the dummy to the branch was left, I gave up.

I put away the throwing stars and pulled out the shuriken. The first one I threw cut the dummy in half. Great. I took the pieces of dummy and stood them up against a nearby wall. Then I threw the throwing stars enmasse. I forgot that they would bounce off the wall. The throwing stars flew toward the wall, and ricocheted off, all of them somehow in my general direction…. I flung myself to the ground and closed my eyes, still getting cut by a few, and only got up only when the throwing stars had stopped whistling through the air and underbrush. I decided to give up on training for the day, and go have a nap, so I picked up the throwing stars and headed back to the village. Then I came running back because I had forgotten my other supplies, most importantly the training dummies, and the shreds of rope. Then I started off for the village again, this time with most of my stuff.

(WC:840)

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One morning when I was working out I ran 5 miles on the track in 2 hours. I could feel the energy burning as a sped across the track again and again. Then I lifted weights 75 pounds; two of them , one at a time left hand then right hand in a repetitive pattern. After my arm muscles were aching I stopped and started throwing kunai and shuriken at a dummy target. I then practiced on my ninjutsu and fried a dummy with my fireball jutsu. Afterwards I used my sharingan to track peoples future movement. Then I practiced with a bo ken singing and attacking like a whirlwind I jabbed, swiped, slashed and speared. I felt the sword sing as I cut the limbs off with pure force of effort. Finally I finished the straw dummy which was, by this time a mess of straw cloth and wood, with stab to the crotch one to the heart and a final slash to the head decapitating the dummy’s or what was left of the dummy’s head and it fell to the ground. I picked it up and tossed it and it fell in the pool then I started off to the academy.

The next day it was a little cold so I wore a cloak to the training ground I groaned when I saw that there were so many ninja but i still went in and began a training session learning how to do the chidori twice. By the time i had finished I was exhausted and my chakra was almost all used up. I began a fast run around the track with weights on top of my shoulders I finished quickly and raced over to the targets and started throwing kunai at targets I then brought out a piece of steel chain and practice on a dummy the chain was easy to wield so I spun in quickly and it wrapped around the dummies straw throat and I pulled the head off of its body. I got a brilliant idea for a weapon it would have a kunai on one end and a weight on the other i could pull anything from heads to weapons and it would be easy to use as a grappling hook that could climb mountains. As I was thinking about this I climbed a tree and jumped from tree to tree.After training I started of to my shop.

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Please post a word count in the future Jorus.

WC: 405 2 Stats, 4 JP