Fight Club! (Solo training)

Thu Nov 27, 2014 8:59 pm

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Makussu floated above the generally dull streets of Iwa, lost in his thoughts as he surveyed the area below him. Seriously, someone needed to take a feather duster to the dullness and hire a high end designer, the endless stone buildings really helped to make the place look extremely drab. Seriously, could you get any duller than this? Of course, this was a rather dull topic of things to think of, so as he had Aoi look for something interesting in general he let his mind wander to some more serious topics. What was he truly doing here in Iwa? Surely Youka hadn't sent him to a foreign country just to be a messenger for a one sentence long info giving and some missions that he could easily do somewhere else? He had a sneaking suspicion that something major was going down soon, but with no ally in this land except Mr. Gropy-Feely Yuki who he didn't really consider to be all that trustworthy in all honesty. Would you trust a man who pretends to be an old janitor half the time? No, I didn't really think so either. Eventually as he sunk lower and lower into the streets he eventually noticed their seeming destination, a large circus tent with the words "Fight Club" relaid onto it. Well, this was what Aoi had thought was considered interesting? Dropping off nearby the tent he dispelled Aoi as he walked over to the entrance, where your average heralded type was probably giving himself a sore throat by to way he was shouting. "Come one, come all! The Fight Club offers assorted prizes for all! Enter and who knows...you may be a winner!" So apparently it was a tournament, great. Well at least there would be some way to pass the time while he was in Iwa. Walking into the tent-like structure he soon found a rather bright looking booth with a rather large line on it. Well, looks like he had some serious time to kill, seeing the way the line inched on. The entire place stank slightly of sweat as expected from a tournament-like place along with civilian candy and popcorn which turned out to a rather disgusting mix which he swallowed unhappily as he surveyed the large area before him. Everything was as should be, except....was that complaining he heard in front of him? "Man the academy sucks, I think I'm just gonna quit. All we ever do is history lessons and chakra control. Man, I went there to learn flashy things, not about some old geezer from 300 years ago who killed some guy called Suffering or Pein, man I wasn't paying attention." This obnoxious little boy, seemingly only 13 was talking to his friends, who were nodding at everything like little deranged bobbleheads. Well, apparently this kid needed to be taught a valuable lesson on ninja life. "Oi kid, listen up! Being a ninja isn't about flashy techniques or worldwide fame! It's about protecting those who are close to you from all harm! People who would become ninja for such reasons...they're worse than trash.," he said as if to get some kind of sense knocked into the boy. It almost seemed to work for a few seconds, shock playing across the boys face before turning into a cool smirk. "Hah! You speak as if you have experience! How could someone like you be a ninja!" At this point the boy would have left from the line as he had been registering as he said this and walking down a plastic tunnel marked "competitors" leaving an annoyed Makusu behind. Damn, the kid was right seeing as he had no headband to show and he couldn't really just pull a rasengan out of his ass in a public place. Eventually reaching the front desk, he scanned through the waiver forms no really paying attention, he was already in more danger than anybody else in the tournament due to his status as a missing-nin. So apparently this was just an excuse for people to beat each other senseless through condoned gang fights seeing the way the rules encouraged people to form teams as only one team or one person, whatever you were could move on to the final match. So it looked like he'd be stuck fighting gangs, yay. The one thing he did notice however and kept in mind that they apparently had not thought of ninjutsu being used in fights. No shots the the face, head or groin but yes to ninjutsu? Then again most of the people here were civilians so it wasn't all that surprising that they had forgotten. In fact, he had yet to see any form of ninja presence in the entire area which was rather strange. Eventually reaching the arena entrance he soon saw just how much the teams rule affected this place. Teams of 5,10,15....damn he was going to be in one hell of a fight. However as he scanned the arena he couldn't help but notice this one group uniformly practicing this little kicking movement, likely a taijutsu of sorts. Of course the form was pretty sloppy seeing as they looked pretty civilian, but it would probably be devastating in the hands of the right shinobi. Apparently the name was Leaf Whirlwind by the way they were shouting it at the top of their lungs, apparently they were trying to get some form of attention. It was a pretty stupid move, because now everybody was thinking “Let’s get the ones with taijutsu first” so they would probably be seeing stars soon. Either way… they had just given him a new technique and he wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to learn. Seeing that the clock had yet to start the match, further aided by the fact that the surrounding stands were practically deserted, he used this time to try and discern the basis of the attack through the sloppy forming of civilian imitation. Apparently the whole basis of the attack was to start with a strong upper kick, followed by many other small ones. He guessed this was to make the opponent dodge into the main part of the attack but hey, what did he know? He practiced the kicks a few times himself as though he was beating the air, but he would only be able to see how good it actually worked if he was really hitting something. Thankfully the stands began to fill in quickly after this little discovery and an MC soon appeared from a little tower they had set up in the middle of the stadium. "Welcome one, welcome all to the 506th weekly Fight Club tournament! These teams all will compete against one another to gain the right to fight in our final match! Only two teams can advance! LETS GET READY TO RUMBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEE," at this point the MC was gesturing frantically at a small guy who was holding a rather large mallet, which he smashed into the gong behind him resulting in a large crash. Apparently that was the signal to start, as the world soon descended into a sea of flesh. Well, wasn’t that great. Funny thing was, nobody was coming at him as there was just a large clump of people in the middle just beating eachother within an inch of their life oblivious to their comrades being dragged out and beaten by the stragglers. He honestly thought he’d just be lazy and wait it out, but nope somebody just had to come after him. Dumb civilians, don’t you know not to mess with a ninja? Obviously this random man went flying away with a kick to the face, although not as far as he liked. Oh well, he hadn’t really trained his strength much, so it didn’t bother him all that much. Of course this process soon had to repeat itself, so he was soon surrounded partially by many angry men. Sadly he couldn’t really keep up with such a large number so...time to take out the big guns. With a yell of “Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!,” they entire crowd was blasted away and now lay dazed on the ground. This was good and all, but the crowd had grown suddenly silent as the mob slowly turned around and turned their sights on him. Well, shit. As they Ran towards him Makussu substituted away to the back of the crowd with a poof of smoke. Using the general confusion of his disapearance, he pulled his bottle out and changed into his Miko form. It wouldn’t work for THAT long, but it was at least something for disguise. Running up to nearest unsuspecting contestant, he punched him out which caused him to fall forward into others. Like a wave the fights had restarted and this time he could take out some more. A kick to the face here, a punch to the groin there...It was hilarious that these guys had barely gotten any blows on him. He knew he wasn’t the fastest ninja out there but damn these people were turtles! Suddenly his train of thought was stopped by a foot flying towards his face.Around five of them Well, it seems that the whirlwind people wanted a piece of her. Well, wasn’t just too bad? A omnidirectional Gale Palm later sent them flying, then another substitution to keep herself from a rushing. Seriously, what was up with this place? They had like absolutely no tolerance at all. He really couldn’t see what was making these people fall so fast, he really wasn’t aiming for much of knockout punch. Then he finally saw it. A gang defined by some strange gloves covered in some intricate kanji was slowly beating down the crowd. Apparently they had also found a loophole, as every time they punched a person a small burst of chakra would burst forth, seemingly enhancing their blows. While he thought this the crowd had just been dwindled to just him and the group. Well, wasn’t that just dandy. Suddenly everyone on the floor was standing up and helping those who couldn’t out of the arena. Apparently it was time for the final battle seeing as everybody was now gone. Noticing the sudden lack of cover he quickly switching back to his original form as the MC prepared to make another short speech. “Two teams remain! Let the arena be raised!” At this the central part of the arena did in fact raise, Makussu being in a blue corner and the red gloves in the red. Seriously, when did this turn into a MMA fight? Getting himself ready to fight A.K.A activating his shikigami no Mai which had drawn a few gasps from the crowd as wings formed on his head he noted that the other side was now pulling out scrolls that were previously hidden in the folds of their clothes and brining out armor, strapping it onto themselves for yet another advantage. Well, shit here we go. The gong was rung again the final match began. In total there was six people in front of him. Six people who would need to be on the floor. So he would have to end this in...six hits? Nope, no way was he writing that out. A quick great breakthrough later sent them all sprawling onto the floor like turtles, except for one who apparently was a bit smarter than the rest as he had lighter armor on and was able to stand up again rushing him. Well, that simply wouldn't do. Sadly the real world version of him was unsure if he could reform his legs or not while in his shiki form, so that would sadly have to go, his legs reforming almost immediately right after his activation of his signature technique, almost an insult to his process of his technique. A kick was sent towards the boys head, followed up by many others to his stomach knocking the boy over again. Well, it seems he wouldn't be getting up again. The last thing he was able to think was "wow, he looks a lot like that kid at the entrance" befor he was covered in confetti. And when he meant covered, he meant that the world went super bowl.

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Learned leaf whirlwind

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Thu Nov 27, 2014 9:17 pm

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