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Kiyamo sat alone in the cave that he had begun to call home. It was one of the many caves that was situated within Sunagakure and he believed he had set it up fairly well: It was booby trapped all the way from 10 meters away from the entrance, and all the way to where he was now. Just one stepping and the person who came would be torn to shreds be a multitude of shuriken, senbon, and poisonous gases that had been released. But that's enough of the cave that he had decided to call home. He was driven towards a goal today, a goal that would enhance his career and bring him closer to what he needed. He needed to make his brother immortal, he just needed to. His dead body wouldn't remain dead, he'd bring it back as soon as he could. He'd do all of this for his brother. He was with wooden parts surrounding himself; a varying assortment of senbons, poisons, wooden joints and heads. Starting, he picked up one of the heads and stared at it silently as he contemplated what he wished to do with it. It took him a few mere moments before he understood what he wanted to do. He looked to his side and shuffled his hand along some spheres before he picked up two that were the colour of blood. He picked them up and placed them into the eye sockets of the puppet, fixing them in and moving them a little so the cat-like irises were directly in the center. Kiyamo nodded a little as if he approved of this before he moved onto patches of hair that he had collected over his years. He glued the top, back and side of the puppet's head before he delicately placed the hair onto the supersticky glue. Fixing them into place, and into a spiked up hairstyle. He nodded his head once more. He opened the mouth of the puppet and began to insert sharpened wooden pieces that would act like shark teeth if the puppet wsa ever to bite someone, though it was mainly for the scary appearence that it no doubt gave off. He nodded his head once more as he was pleased with what he'd done with this head. It hadn't took him long, but he knew he was going to use this head definitely. Infact, he planned on making another one. He picked up the other head that was next to him and put that on his lap before he plucked out another pair of red eyes, fixing them into the eye sockets of the puppet and fixing the irises so they were aligned before he once again dabbed supersticky glue onto the head of the puppet. It took him a while before he put on some black hair and copied the hairstyle of the other head exactly. This gave him a rather interesting idea that he thought would be good. So he set onto it. He picked up two heavy torso pieces and looked at them intently as he ran his ideas through on them. He cut out certain pieces of the two torsos before he began to insert wooden joints into them, many of them seeming out of place as if it was a puppet born out of a horror show. But their terror was real all right, it wasn't made up for some silly book or movie. As he fixed the joints into place, he looked as legs and arms seemed to stick out from all over the puppet and this brought a small smile to his face. Testing each of the appendages by tugging on them, none of the limbs gave way so he knew the health of the puppet would be good. He then went about messing about with the insides so they would be able to hold lots of senbons and also hold poison sacs that they would be able to use as they wished. It took him only about one hour to fix this up for both the halfs of the puppets so that they would be able to become fearsome components of the master puppet he had thought of. His first puppet. His first, yet such a crucial puppet in his steps to become better than others. To become the strongest that had ever lived in his clan. The steps that would lead him to the immortality of his twin. Shivering with delight, he fixed the torsos up once more so that they would be able to stretch a great distance and so that they'd be able to close as a dome. After he had done that, he picked up 18" serrated blades from the ground and broke them off from the hilts that they were on. After doing that, he made small incisions in each of the puppet's hands before sticking the blades into them, fixing them in securely and making sure they couldn't be broken off by what the puppet was going to be used for. After he had done that, he sealed them within so that they could be summoned if he used chakra to focus on those points in the hands. Kiyamo then put the two pieces of the puppet together: The torso and the torso. After he had done that, he watched as it stood (surprisingly) and this brought an even bigger smile to the face of Kiyamo. He was going to be able to use this to confuse the Sharingan users probably. It looked so good. It looked marvelous. But this was not the last thing he needed to do, no. He put a seal on the abdomen of the puppet that contained hundreds of hands that could be summoned at any moment if he wished for it. That would be an interesting thing to use, he thought. He painted some symbols and lines across the body of the puppet before dressing it in a black cloak that he took time to make so that it would fit the puppet: Having two collars of the cloak so that it wouldn't fall when it changed position.

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