George of The... Forest

Moving through a particularly thickly wooded area of the forest, Axel looks around, a state of calm in his mind. For some reason, even though fire burnt within his chakra and cells, the serene air of nature always kept his mind at peace, with the cool breeze whispering between the trees, and the total cut off from outside interference. The songs of birds and bugs in the air was almost enough to lighten the tremendous weight he felt on his shoulders, thinking of his family's name and his slacking off of the past years. He kicks a stone beneath a thick tree before hearing an exclamation. Axel stared at the tree momentarily, and kicked the thick roots again, curious to as of what might be beneath it. 
     "Ay! Chucklefuck! How about you cool it with the violence?" an exhausted and yet ever indignant voice echoed from beneath the tree. Axel took a step back, readying his fists and getting into a defensive stance. He knew that there were different types of wood jutsu available for use, but he had never seen or heard of someone turn into a tree before. Assuming that it was friendly, Axel quietly approached, waiting for another answer. As the mysterious tree let out a noise that sounded like a groan, he creeped over to the wood slowly, stroking the bark. Getting lost in the numerous curves and divots, Axel pressed his face against the tree, feeling the design on his skin. "Damn... I knew nymphs were real." He thinks about all of the fantasy novels he'd ever read, and almost got lost in a daydream about marrying a tree spirit. Almost, because he was interrupted by a greasy hand grabbing his ankle. He soon began to see the nymph as a worth foe, as he unleashed a quick flurry of blows against the bark, denting the tree and knocking off some bark in exchange for his knuckle skin. 
     "Yo what the fuck? You see a man trapped beneath a tree and you strokin' and beatin' the damn thing? Fuck from your legs it looked like you were dancin' you fairy fuck, before your ass went postal. I've got half a mind ta' rip these roots and kick your ass mysel--" 
     This time, Axel wasn't interrupted by a greasy hand, and he knew it was not a wood nymph. The stranger was interrupted with a mouth full of shoe. Or, he would have, if his foot hadn't been blocked by the roots, smashing the strangers hands in the process. He let out a howl of pain, and Axel walked off, satisfied with this rude son of a bitch's prison. He found a decent collective of branches, not too high yet off the ground on a tree to lounge on, focusing on his cells as he had originally intended. He found great solace in these times of peace, and he hoped that it would not be interrupted. Smiling to himself, he was glad he kicked the one interruption of the morning. It seemed that kicking people in the face was the easiest way to deal with them, before realizing that it was a dick move and he should probably help him out. Focusing on his hearing, he heard what sounded like footsteps in the distance. Jumping down, he put his thumb on his chest. 
     "I'll free you, innocent man! We can find a way to cut through this blasted tree stump--" 
     "Ay! Shaddup!" 
     "... Seriously though, sorry for kicking your hands. Thought you were some kind of... Tree demon." Axel nods to himself, and does a half-grin
     The greasy man coughs up a huge loogie into a cup. "Shaddup bitch boy, find a way to get me out." 
     Axel nods, and sets himself on the ground, satisfied with ~500 word posts. "I'll think of something."
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Walking out of the village was a past time that Daiko found himself quite fond of in his earlier days. He was always able to see interesting spectacles, ranging from animals killing each other for survival to the occasional giant slug that seemed menacing. It was no matter to him really, and as he got out of bed in the morning he decided that he'd set out looking for something of the sort. It was a calm day, the sun shone bright over the trees and it seemed like everything for the day would be alright. He hadn't gotten a chance to pick up any missions from the village yet, and decided he would have a day to himself. Slowly trailing out from his housing he saw the beginning of large trees in the distance. Ah, it felt like home. He slowly walked down a path of dirt and stones, the pebbles forming a splash of color against the mundain ground before him. 'Seems like it could get muddy...' Daiko continued along the path, not noticing too out of the ordinary. As trees began to surround him, he sighed peacefully and kept going on his way. There was so much he knew he had to learn. Though he had social interaction down to a tee, he knew that it took more than sideways glances and passive aggressive statements to get anywhere in the ninja world. He thought that perhaps today was a day that he may be able to test some of his basic abilities. Sighing, he continued on his merry way into the forest. In the area he was currently stationed, the woods were not dense enough to be harboring hidden animals, and he felt quite safe. That was, until he saw a deer come sprinting by him. Looking behind the dear, he noticed a wolf trailing not too far behind. Quickly, Daiko pulled out a kunai and put it in front of the face of the deer, who seemed not to notice and ran straight into it, the blade piercing into it's skull and causing the prey to drop to the ground into a clump. Standing back from the scene of the crime, Daiko smiled as the wolf nuzzled his leg and began to tear into the flesh of the dear, slowly ripping the sinew from the body to enjoy it's meal. Daiko went down to pet the wolf and it snarled at him, though he didn't pay much mind to it as he was already backing away. Well. At least he could help someone in the damned forest.

Daiko was wearing his usual attire, a half black and white sweatshirt with black sweatpants and he looked rested. Nothing about him spelled danger, though he did appear to be a type to relax and spend time with ladies more than doing actual missions. Shuffling through the thickets, Daiko noticed that there was something going by a large, menacing looking tree. He couldn't really begin to understand how it looked menacing, though it clearly did. As he got closer, he realized that there was a sort of dialogue going on between an older man and a tree. Something about how the man was going to free the tree? Daiko wasn't positive, but he thought that trees were immobile as an innate quality, and freeing it wouldn't be so much as giving it some water and some light.  Approaching the scene, before encountering the mad man fascinated with the tree, he realized that there was a man trapped under the tree, with some sad excuse for a haircut and a tracksuit that would signify that the person was either someone who worked out, or a man down on his luck. Catching a glimpse at the size of the man, it became apparent that on top of being under a tree, the man definitely did not have a home to go back to. Walking up to the man, who seemed to be worthy of some respect; Daiko greeted him with a straight face and good posture. "Hello there..." He said, trying his best to come out of plain site as not to startle the man, "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is going on here...?" Before he could state why exactly he had approached this man or give his name, he heard a loud yell from underneath the tree. "Is this a god damn circus now?"

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Axel chuckled lightheartedly, looking to his right as he heard a quiet 'Hello there'. The first thing he noticed was a lanky, pale young adult who looked like his face has never touched the sun while his hair was bleached exclusively by it. Aryans were always an interesting sight for Axel, as most folks chose a bright color, and when they don't go with a darker shade. He considered ruffling it out of pure curiosity of its texture, but he quickly decided against it, and kept an eye on him.  The first thought that came to mind was that he used a parasol to keep his tone so light and body cool under all that clothing, but he shrugged, seeing no umbrella. Perhaps the shade was... He shook his head trying to dispel thoughts about his pale skin, looking at himself. He couldn't judge him for being pasty and foolishly dressed if he didn't judge the red tone of his skin and white, pupil-less eyes. Straightening his t-shirt, he rolled his shoulders back and brushed dirt and bark off his jeans. Tying his long, spiky hair back, he raised an eyebrow at the newcomer and crossed his arms over his chest. He decided that he didn't have any real reason to distrust him. However, upon looking up and down his body, he noticed that the end of one of his long sleeves was covered in blood, and it hadnt yet darkened, as if he had killed something, and recently. Taking a step back and getting into a defensive stance, Axel keeps his  verbal composure. "This man is trapped beneath the tree, I was thinking it would be nice if there were to be some way we could free him. The branches are pretty thick, so I don't think a kunai would do. Maybe we could tear them out, but..." Axel shrugs, keeping an eye on the newcomer. The man underneath was silent for a bit, as if waiting for someone else to show up before doing much else. 'Need a full troop, otherwise it ain't gonna be as much fun to mess with these honkeys...'
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(OOC: Posting order: Daiko, Bubels, me. Sound alright?)

Kyo poured himself a cup of coffee as his mom looked at him with a weak smile.
"Kyo, do you have friends anymore? You seemed shut out from the world since your uncle died and I know this can't be healthy."
He looked up at his mom as her words hit the softest parts of himself. Part of him felt like opening up and saying every word he had held towards her for months, but the larger part of him told him to just leave once more and go train. Growing a frown, he looked at his mother sharply. Soon a scowl would form on his face.
"No, fuck you. There was a reason I wanted Reo to be my foster parent and a reason you gave me up to him remember? You don't get to call me a mourning outsider and then hide behind a false veil of righteous and motherhood when you gave up your only child to your husband's brother. You can put me down all you want, but don't expect me to just take that shit. I'm out."
Kyo aggressively chugged down the rest of his coffee and went to his room to get on training gear. His mom tried to stop him and tried to explain herself, but it was like he already knew every word that was about to come out of her mouth. Pulling on a black tank top, a red zip up with a hoodie, and a pair of bright red shorts that matched his hoodie, he grabbed his weapon pouches and ran out of the house to his training spot in the forest. He was overwhelmed with frustration and melancholy, but that didn't matter. What mattered was training his first lava technique he had taken notes upon from his uncle. A technique that allows him to spit out a massive field of lava from his mouth that falls and burns everything in its path. Kyo ran full speed towards the forest letting his anger vent out in every step.


Kyo shortened his steps along the path. He kept going one foot in front of the other with a lot on his mind and a lot of memories coming up he didn't want to see again. Still, he continued down the rocky path through the forest a few miles away from a large clearing he wanted to train in. As he walked forwards, he thought more about the jutsu and how it could kill him if he did it even slightly wrong. Lava wasn't the most fun element to work with, but when it was preformed well, he knew it would be great. He thought more about this as he walked across a path through the forest.

He heard a greeting from a bit of a distance away. It was a strange man asking what was going on before Kyo heard something even odder about whether or not this was a circus. The young genin looked dazed before running into the direction of the sound. He hoped not see any blood where he was going. A fight might have broken out or some kind of shady practice. Kyo was ready with a kunai in hand as he walked into the "the circus."
"What the fuck is going on here?"
He said this after hearing only the ending parts of Axel's words. From what he saw, both of them wanted to tear out this tree and what added to his confusion was a trashy voice coming from the ground. Confusion doubled as he wondered deeply about who these people were. An emo kid that wore half black and half white. Emo kid number two with reddish skin and red hair. He was suddenly surrounded by these two and wondered what kind of trouble he was about to get involved with.

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Daiko noticed a look of judgement coming from this newfound ninja, and followed the man's eyes to his own sleeve. Noticing that he had some blood on it from the recently deceased deer, he flicks his arm hard and the liquid slides easily off of the rain resistant material of his hoodie. He wasn't quite sure how it ended up there in the first place, but he wasn't one to question what the world had in store for him. Noticing that the man got into a defensive stance, Daiko was quite satisfied with himself. Slouching slightly, he laughs at the man's attempt to defend himself against the most terrifying ninja technique available: Nothing. He then listened to a convoluted explaination about how pulling the man out wouldn't be affective, while somehow lifting a giant tree would be the next best option. Daiko disagreed on this front, but didn't want to verbalize his want to instead just cut the man into pieces and then put him back together as if he was a puppet. Daiko liked puppets. They weren't so complicated. Stretching out, he figured that they might have to do some heavy lifting together. He is sure to work the tension out of his shoulder and back muscles, and does a good side to side stretch to work out his back. A few popping noises signified that he should probably find a better way to sleep on his bed, as not to have such tension. While mid-stretch, Daiko felt the presence of another ninja. This one... Was a kid. Having almost no respect for younger ninja, Daiko bites his tongue on the first string of insults that pop into his mind.

Daiko then heard the man speak. Not quite the language he was expecting from the kid, but he wasn't going to complain or say anything. "Yo I rolled up here just before you did squirt, I'm still trying to figure it out. Bottom line is that this red haired ninja tryna save ol' squanchy under this tree, and we still tryin' think of a plan to do it." Daiko once again ignores the thought of piece by piece removing the man from under the stump, and doesn't plan on sharing it. "What's your gambit little man? You got somethin' to take this tree down?" Daiko gives a grin to the boy and a thumbs up, trying to do what any older ninja would do to a boy, and then turns around back to the man with the dark hair. "Oh, and by the way... Even all of us together... Unless we have a way to knock this tree down with brute force, I'm willing to bet that we won't be able to get this jank off it's roots..." Daiko scratches his chin and looks at the tree, knowing that there is no way he could take this down on his own, much less with help. It seemed more of a job for someone that was beefed up to the point of just straight ripping it out. "So boys, any bright ideas?"

"Yeah how about you stop rubbing each other and get me some liquor!" Daiko 'accidentally' tripped and kicked the man in the nose, earning a howl of pain and another string of curse words.

Daiko set to work thinking about the best way to free this man from the prison that he found himself in. Before thinking about freeing him, Daiko primarily wondered how the hell the man got inside a trap like this. Perhaps there was a back entrance? Thinking of different situations that could lead this bum to being trapped under a tree's roots left Daiko's mind to wander in many different directions at once. It wasn't common for this sort of thing to happen, and Daiko was sure of that. Perhaps it was something to do with a giant slug or beast that decided to trap the man in this prison. Daiko was at a loss for words to say the least, and he didn't assume either of the two boys around him had much to say on it either. Looking at the two, it didn't seem like the younger boy had much of a chance to lift up a tree, and although the red haired man seemed pretty buff and like he might be a fighter himself, he didn't think that punching a tree would do much work against one of this size. Daiko then noticed a scratch on the man's knuckle, which likely signified that he had already tried to hit the tree. It was quite the predicament. On top of there being almost no way to move the tree, upon inspection Daiko realized that there was also almost no way that the tree had some sort of secret entrance that the man would have entered in. The sides were smooth... well... as smooth as a tree can be and so was the back. This left Daiko puzzled to wonder if this man had some sort of special power that he didn't mention to either of the three ninja there. Also wondering who these two were, Daiko wondered if he might try to recruit the younger one for some training. Daiko always preferred teaching someone something rather than be the one that is taught. Not only did it give him a sense of seniority, he felt like he was helping the village grow to a more full potiental than if he was the one learning techniques from random people. This left Daiko with only one thought in his mind. The older man would have to be someone he tested his skills against, and perhaps even fought. Daiko didn't have much to defend himself with, and he decided promptly that he would work on that within the close future. He had always had an aspiration to use puppets, but never found a way to utilize them. He knew that if he wanted anything he would have to set to hard work and make it himself, and after that he would be able to prove to himself that his wants and desires could become a reality. So many different kinds of puppets raced through his mind, from ones that could be used for day to day tasks all the way to something that would be able to kill anyone that made Daiko angry. At any rate, he figured that he may as well focus on the task at hand instead of letting his mind wander vaguely off into what his future plans was. He ended up being so distracted that he began to daydream. He invisioned a dark sort of creature that approached him, weaving inside of his body and chakra network and controlling the ebb and flow of his chakra, coating it with a dark substance. This creature spoke of power, and of how Daiko was one of his followers. He wasn't quite sure what this meant, but he continued to allow the dark substance to envelope him, as it gave him a strange sense of power. The creature guided him in front of a mirror, where Daiko looked deeply into it at his own reflection. In his reflection, he noticed that his normally hazel eyes had taken on a reddish tinge, and he could see a mass of chakra inside of his own body, accompanied by a darker colored mass. He wasn't quite sure what this was, and figured that at some point he had best ask his father about it. The dark creature discontinued the conversation with the boy, and Daiko felt a strange sense of relief wash over him. Perhaps this was a power that he had on his own, without something controlling him. Not that he believed what a daydreamed creature really had to say, but in the back of his mind something bugged him to believe that this is something that was part of his life that he had never been prepared for. Suddenly, the mirror that he had seen began to shrink as it went farther and farther away from him, and then all of a sudden shot towards him at a blinding speed.

Snapping back into reality and looking from one boy to the other, he continues to listen to see if someone would have a brighter idea than his great, undeniable ability to cut the man into pieces and take each piece out at a time. Daiko figured that as long as they got him to a hospital in decent time he would be okay. Maybe the younger boy was a speedster, and could carry the man to safety before all of the blood drained from his body. It mattered very little however, because at any rate they would not find any way to free the man and end up abandoning him where he now stood.

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Axel looks around at the motley crew that had gathered before him. There seemed to be a spunky kid with an attitude problem barking orders from the nearby stranger with the useful jacket material. Axel said nothing in their exchange, merely nodding when Daiko claimed that they were trying to help free the rude stranger beneath the tree.  Getting up from his sitting position, he racks his brain for a way to free this man, and for a way for basic physics and anatomy to be taught at the academy without taking away time to practice and perfect basic jutsu. He remembers one of his friends describing a ninja who tried to run on a slippery surface with the surface walking technique, and felt his stomach churn. Pushing these thoughts out of his mind, he went to the problem at hand. 
     Walking to the newly arrived kid, he looks him up and down. "You wouldn't happen to have any kind of weapon we could use to free this man, do you...?" Axel felt that it would be best if they had some sort of tool to chop the tree down, lessening the weight they would have to pull together to pull the roots from the tree. Alternatively, they could dig from the roots, but that would take too much time, and he assumed that at a point all the roots were knotted together, forming a solid mass that could not be interfered with. Looking under the tree, he quickly pulled away, holding his nose at the stench of a man being trapped under a tree for more than a day. A puff of cigarette smoke billows out from the gap in the roots, causing Axel to sigh, watching it drift away. Although burning down this tree would make life much, much easier, it would most likely greatly injure or even kill the man they were trying to save, being purposeless. He pulls out a random bag of chips from his bag, and begins munching on them, offering one to each of his new acquaintances.
    "So..." Axel mumbles, rubbing his hands together. Giving it a good bit of thought, Axel quickly remembered a technique that he had been looking at and learning, and gets excited. "Ahah! Yes! Now, I'm not going to spoil too much, but watch this shit..." Axel grabs his shoulder, and swiftly pops it out of its socket, staring at it momentarily before letting out a howl of pain. "A-Ah, shit, shit, ok." Using his flimsy arm to grip a tree, he bends his wrist at a disgustingly deformed angle, letting out another sound of pain. However, there were no cracking of bones. Using his still maneuverable arm, he brings a fist down on his kneecap. Unable to bend it backwards in one chop, he pauses, looking at his flimsy arm, he focuses his chakra through the cells in his body, taking deep breaths. He feels his cells move and change, pulsing through his body in sync with his chakra. When he stands, he turns around, holding his jacked up arm in front of him, and quickly forming a ram seal. Suddenly, his head turns 360 degrees then moves back to 180, looking over at the newfound strangers with a large grin. "Check this shit," He says, before flailing his limbs uncontrollably. They are not bound by his joints and can bend in any direction he pleases. Wiggling like this, he makes 'loolooloolooloo' noises as he bends his body at weird angles, pulling out the piss can from under the tree and moving under the stump like an octopus squishing into a crevice. The man inside is protesting and making obvious sounds of protest, and Axel moves out, keeping his limbs bendy. Bending his neck inside the stump to get a full look at the inside, he situates the man in a position that, if his arms and legs were broken like a folding chair's, he would be able to be yanked out to safety. "So... If I just break your arms and legs at the pelvic and shoulder joints, we should be able to pull you out." 
     "Get away from me you fuckin' freak! Christ almighty I haven't smoked a bone in half a day, I must be hallucinating from withdrawal." Even though he is at a dangerous level of dehydration, the man beneath the tree sparks up a dooby, causing Axel to let out a sigh. Looking around at his new 'friends', he rolls on the ground, practicing with his limbs being like jelly. Twisting his neck around and crawling up to Daiko and Kyo like a spider, he quickly scuttles away and begins climbing up a tree like this, gripping with his hands as well as holding on with his legs, popping his limbs backwards so he is climbing with his chest opposite the tree and his limbs holding tight. Turning his neck to look at the tree, he looks towards his friends again. "Hell, at least now I know I can do it!" Axel drops from the tree, falling flat on the ground and flailing his jelly limbs, once again making 'loolooloolooloo' noises. Quickly using a tiger handseal, his limbs quickly snap back into place, though it sounds painful and Axel makes a noise of pure pain. As he stands, there is creaking and popping throughout his body, and the disgusting show of antics had obviously taken their toll on him. "Alright... So I know I can do it..." He grunts, popping his sore aching limbs, "But I should probably give it a rest today..." He lets out an exhale, and sits down. "So, homeless man?" He scratches his chin. "So... What's your name buddy?"
     "Your mother calls me George. That smaller fella's calls me daddy." He laughs at Kyo's expense, firmly believing that he would do nothing. Coughing up a fat loogie from the j he has already nearly killed, he sighed deeply. Sniffling, he spits again, letting out another sigh. 
     "Ok, George of the Bunghole, are you down with the chair technique?" Axel cracks his knuckles, looking over at the ninja who he expected would help him or watch. "What say you guys? Any other ideas? Or does someone wanna grab a shoulder and start bending?"
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TOY SOLDIER TECHNIQUE: 2000/2000 WC LEARNED

Kyo looked all around the place. It seemed to make less and less sense as time went on. There was too other ninja that seemed to be equally disgusted in him. One with the half and half jacket that looked kinda stupid to him and the other with the freakish red skin. I guess everyone wanted to stand out in Konoha these days. From the looks of it, these were older ninja than himself. Both looking in their 20's while he was only 16 making him the obvious youngest person here. Nonetheless, though feeling unwelcomed to whatever it was, he began to hear out the thin, blonde haired kid that looked a bit too edgy and angsty for his taste.

The blonde haired boy talked in such a manner that felt condescending to Kyo, but he still focused on the last few words the ninja had told him. It appeared that there was a loud mouthed, dumb shit yelling at the people trying to help him and Kyo began to feel a bit irritated with the whole situation. His mom told him to make new friends, but all he found was just a bunch of idiots around a single, crown idiot under a stump. When the man who didn't even introduce himself mentioned the red haired kid, he looked over in remembrance that this kid was the odd one out of the bunch besides the man under the tree. After being called a little man, he felt like just straight up exploding on them, but that was no way for a ninja to act, he thought. He smiled, loosening up as the ninja held out a thumbs up to him.

After given a farther explanation of how bad this situation was, he was asked for any bright ideas by both the red head and the black and white haired kid.
"I think we shou-"
He was then interrupted by the piece of shit under the tree and felt his temper rush all over again. This was no way to treat a group of ninja trying to save someone. He looked over with his face turning blood red from his rage and looked over at the guy stuck under the tree as the black and white clothed ninja kicked him in the face/
"Look here you little cunt. If you say one more fucking word as we try to help you, I will burn you to fucking ashes. Be respectful of the people actually willing to help you. You dumb shit. Jesus christ."
This blurted out from him so easily and so clearly. Usually, when saving someone you don't treat them this way, but when someone treats him this way, it is probably just. After going from 0 to 100, Kyo went back from 100 to 0 and showed a friendly smile to the two of them. He outstretched a hand to first the black and white clothed kid and then to the reddish skin and reddish hair kid.
"My name is Kyo Terumi, Genin of Konohagakure, for starters. As for resolving this... this.."
The guy from under the stump began to whisper as Kyo was talking.
"You're parents don't love you anyway."
That was the final straw for Kyo.
"Fuck it, I am burning this piece of shit to the fucking ground. I hope I accidentally hit you."
Kyo was loud mouthed as he scowled over at the tree and took of his red hoodie onto the ground beside him. It appeared at this point, the red head was chewing on chips and the guy under the stump was just lazily smoking a cigarette. Everything began to piss Kyo off. These stupid people around him. Trying to be calm all the time. Trying to deal with shitty people he protects by becoming a ninja. All of his hatred churned and condensed inside as he looked at the other two.
"Move out of the way. I am going to save this man like he never deserved."
After the ninja would move out of the way to be in safety, he would then make the tiger hand seal and got back to a calm mindset all over again. With training, he learned to hone his temper and not let it affect him at times where it mattered most. Kyo knew that his anger was his to control and manipulate. Even when he was this pissed, he could find it within himself to find a happy place stashed away for dangerous situations such as this. He knew he would have to aim these six fire balls to decimate the tree from the stump to the top that would fall down and possibly kill one of these other ninja. He presumed they were weak because they were unable to pull him out of the ground or do any of the sort. They were probably both medical ninja or fuinjutsu users that were egotistical because they had to study hard for their techniques. Kyo couldn't understand these kinds of weaklings that study medical or fuinjutsu techniques, but he still remembered his lessons about the beauty of medical ninjutsu and the usefulness of fuinjutsu. Maybe someday, he would too use these specialties.

Focusing and visualizing was what mattered. Before he put his chakra to the tiger hand seal, he realized this wasn't what mattered. What mattered was becoming stronger every day and learning a new technique since he only had two worth to him.
"Stand back now!"
His nostrils flared and he began to feel the earth and fire throughout his body. Internally, he made peace with each as this whole ordeal would most likely look stupid and too extra for the other two ninja. That didn't matter, what mattered was strength and adaptation. Hurling lava against the tree is what mattered.
He weaved the dog, boar, tiger, ox, rat, and then finally bird hand seals while focusing on the immense amount of chakra that he was pushing throughout his body for this technique. It ebbed through him like a smoky cloud, much like the guy's cigarette smoke, and began to roar for escape as it condensed down inside of his body. He was struggling, using every bit of his power to control and weave the chakra around before bending forwards and starting to gag heavily. The lava element inside of him was winning and soon he would burn his mouth out if he didn't find control. He focused on a peace within himself before rallying up the lava chakra in his chest. Looking to make sure others weren't in the way, he realized this technique would feel much like vomiting spicy Mexican food.

With a sudden rush outwards and the relaxing of his throat as he strained for control, he threw up a ball of lava that rushed towards a spot a meter up on the tree. It burned midway through as Kyo coughed and gagged. He breathed in the air around him and collapsed while seizuring on the ground.

Foam came out of his mouth and burned the earth when it touched the ground. His arms and legs flailed everywhere as he was left trying to find any part of his body he could control. Meanwhile the lava would being to catch the tree on fire and cause large amounts of flames to appear above it. Kyo had never had this reaction to a jutsu as his insides felt like they were burning to pieces, he fought for chakra control as his body was in shock from the jutsu.

As he breathed out, smoke came out as well causing him to cough and gage while seizuring. It looked as if a volcano just erupted inside of him. While in this state, frantic for control, it would appear to the other two ninja that he was covered in a black sweat all over his body, a smoke would come out every time in breathed in small amounts, the foam from his seizure would burn the ground as if it were acidic, and his breathes came out hot as steam.

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Jutsu Attempted:
Lava Release: Melting Apparition Technique

Daiko happily shook hands with the boy, smiling. "Nice to meet you Kyo." Daiko didn't suspect much assistance from the boy, and shifted his focus over to the older man. Soon Daiko also lost hope in him, as he had asked for some sort of weapon. These damn ninja. Always looking for something from someone else. Daiko was definitely starting to like this kid, especially when he told off that damn guy under the stump who kept mouthing off. He thought that perhaps this would be a perfect opportunity to take a younger ninja under his wing, or even join a team with the boy. By his spunk, Daiko figured that he was at least at the rank of Genin, which would do just fine for Daiko to have as a teammate. He didn't truly go out too much to seek someone, but he was glad that this kid showed up. He had a fiery personality, and Daiko liked that. "I like you, Kyo. We should train some time in the future. I can show you a thing or two on the training field, and I'm sure you've got plenty of tricks up your sleeve!" Daiko smiled genuinely this time, wondering what this boy practiced.

Daiko looked over to notice the older man beginning to flail his limbs uncontrollably, and in the process making a complete ass of himself. All respect that Daiko held for this man quickly burned away with the bone the man under the stump was smoking. He continued to watch as the man screamed and flailed and proceeded to climb the tree, looking like something out of a comic. The only thing that slightly impressed Daiko out of the whole ordeal was the fact that the man was able to climb up the tree without using a surface walking technique of any sort. Daiko then heard the man's explanation on how he would break the man's bones to pull him out from under the stump. Now he was speaking Daiko's language. Daiko watched in facination to see if the man would go through with his words. He also picked up from conversation that the man's name was George. Wanting this grotesque display of the man's limbs to stop, he attempted to use a sort of technique that would restrict the red haired man's body, almost as if there were cords wrapped around him. Focusing hard, Daiko saw chakra cords beginning to form, but they easily broke against the man's muscles and became no more. Well, he had better keep practicing that one... focusing in his mind, he is brought to a moment where he can see just himself and an exact replica of himself standing facing one another. He tries again to use the technique from before, tightening the cords of chakra around the familiar body, seeing each one wrap slowly around, locking into place and freezing the movement of the ninja. They looked somewhat sturdy, as if perhaps they could be made stronger as he got more powerful. As the final cord wrapped around Daiko, he noticed that the technique had reached completion. Snapping out of his daydream, he realized him himself had actually been wrapped in chakra cords. Falling to the ground directly on his face, he quickly undid the bindings with a thought and got up, brushing himself off and hoping that nobody noticed. It would be quite the embarrassment, especially in front of this red haired freak to be seen falling on his damn face. He made sure that he got all of the dirt off of himself and shifted his attention back to the events that were beginning to transpire around this tree.

"Your parents don't love you anyway." Before Daiko could stop to realize he was not the one being addressed, he began to spit the most vile slander he could think of in the moment. "Yo comin' from Short-Wide the fuckin' track star. And I ain't talking about runnin' I'm talking about the damn shape, your broke ass looks like you got two points of the star on your mammaries and the other two points on your damn eyebrows. Never in all of my days have I seen someone so damn ugly, actually, scratch that, I saw yo mama last week and she looked just the same! 'Cept maybe her tits were a little smaller!" Having been made content by the sudden outburst of rage, Daiko then realized that the man was talking to Kyo. A bit embarrassed once more, he shifts his attention to the on goings of the three men trying to take down this tree. Daiko noticed that the boy started talking about burning something to the ground.  A katon user? This would get interesting very soon if what Daiko hoped to see would come to fruition. He saw the boy starting to focus on something, and when he yelled out for the two to stand back Daiko had no hesitation to walk about 5 meters away, watching from behind the boy, who was beginning to look like he was about to drop a really big shit. Daiko had never heard of fire jutsu coming out of ones arse, but after today's events so far it wouldn't surprise him. Paying close attention to what was going on, Daiko actually noticed that the boy was trying to spit something up. Though Daiko was not a practicing Katon ninja, he didn't think shooting out a fireball would be that hard. Not that the ninja himself was skilled in Ninjutsu himself. He didn't want to bring up what he practiced, as a puppeteer without any puppets may seem like an easy target to those who may want to harm him for the slander against the man under the tree. Daiko slowly watched events unfold as the red haired man would presumably join him away from the scene of the boy trying to shit out a fireball. Daiko's expression changed from one of laughter to a much more serious, entertained face as he saw the boy spew out a ball of hot lava which proceeded to melt into the tree and begin burning it from the bottom up.

Watching in amazement, Daiko noticed that the tree began to burn all the way to the top, and ashes were falling over the boy as he was busy foaming at the mouth and convulsing. Daiko's mind was almost instantly made up upon seeing this. He was going to train with this boy. Daiko looked over at the red haired man who he assumed would also be quite impressed with the spectacle. Or perhaps dissapointed that he wasn't going to get to snap the man's bones out of place. "Damn. Good thing this guy showed up. I couldn't do that shit." Daiko walked over to the boy, noticing that the foam coming out of his mouth as he convulsed began to burn holes into the ground as steam came from his mouth. Picking the boy up the best he could, he dragged him over to a soft patch of grass and tried to tend to his convulsions, attempting to relax him. "Damn kid! You really blew me away with that one! I'm not easily impressed but that was some cool shit! That's what you Terumi do, huh? I'll show you what I can do some time, just gotta give me some more time to figure it out myself, haha!" Daiko left the boy to rest on the ground and approached the man with the red hair. "Damn. Didn't expect that from him. So, can you do anything that doesn't make me want to vomit, because believe me, it won't be lava." Daiko chuckled at his own joke, hoping that the red haired ninja may as well.

"How are we going to get this fat fuck out of there. I know you said to break his bones, but just in case he doesn't have the ryo for medical coverage, but I don't want to be the one paying for this guy. He'll probably slide in some fat removal surgery too and next thing you know he really WILL be seeing some moms around here" Daiko laughed once again at his own joke, all caring for making a good impression with this man thrown out the window. He felt that after the man's display of being a fucking spider monkey or some shit that he didn't have to do much to impress him, nor did he really care to, so he thought he might at least make an acquaintanceship worth something. "I'm Daiko Seidra. I'm not much around this village, but I hope to make this village a better place." Daiko put his hand out to shake, hopefully not causing the guy to do some more freaky antics with his bones.

After Daiko talked kindly to the man, he would shift his focus back to the problem at hand. It seemed that the man was beginning to feel the heat of the flaming stump, using his hands to cover his head and began screaming for the trio's help. Daiko chuckled slightly, but noticed that the bark around the tree began to cave in on itself, forming an ash like substance that was blowing away in the wind. Cracking his knuckles, Daiko knew that this was exactly what he had been training for. Running over to the tree, he focused all of his chakra in his mouth and spit at the highest velocity he could, causing no more than a loogie to shoot out and ironically hit the face of the man under the stump. Face red, Daiko ran over to Kyo, he was convulsing on the ground. Panicing slightly, he waves his hand over the body of the boy and begins to focus his chakra into his hands, feeling an energy that was somewhat unfamiliar. His hands glowed softly, and he could feel his chakra mending into the boy and somewhat soothing his pains. Daiko kept at this until he was sure the boy was okay, and helped him to his feet. "I'm Daiko Seidra, by the way. Nice to meet you!" The ninja gave the boy yet another genuine smile, and tried to focus their attentions over to the matter at hand. "So, I can see you've got lava under your belt. Anything else that might help us break this tree up as it turns to ashes?" Daiko would be cool with pretty much whatever plan Kyo had for him, so long as it didn't result in the party getting injured. Daiko could give a shit less about that asshole George.

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Jutsu attempted - Medical Ninjutsu ( STAGE 1 )

Axel gives Kyo a firm handshake and smiles. He respected the boys fierce temper. His quick escalation reminded him of himself, and the red shade of his face reminded him of why he had gotten all these transformations in the first place.
"Good to meet you. I'm Axel." Axel nodded, looking at the boy again. "A fire boy too, right?" Axel grins and gives a thumbs up before the disgusting man interrupted them and Kyo set off on his rampage. Axel glances over to Daiko. "You gotta get something to wear in the summer, man, unless you some kind of heat absorber for your heritage. You--"  He watches Daiko get covered in chains, and was actually impressed with the jutsu. Not able to do much besides punch and break things, he respected a good jutsu. After seeming to wake from a trance, Daiko snapped his attention to the tree and Axel wasn't sure if he had heard his advice earlier. Feeling miffed at being ignored, Kyo spat out a ball of molten lava. Axel's eyes widened. Realizing that calling him out on his clothes rated much less of an importance He had gained a lot of respect for this young ninja. Witnessing a 16 year old, hot tempered boy spew lava into a tree was enough to make Axel's week. He felt his fire Chakra course through his cells, and grinned. It seemed like it was time for him to learn some more experienced moves himself.
Busily watching the lava burn away at the tree, he glanced at the downward path it was taking through the center. He smirked, but said nothing. Turning to Daiko, he heard him speak. "Daiko, you say? I'm Axel. This kid is a fuckin' beast. As a fire lover--" Axel tosses his hair in the air to look like a flame, before letting it fall "--I feel like he'd make an excellent kid to train with and fight alongside." Axel nods. "Shit, is that kid ok?" Looking at the convulsing ninja on the ground caused some alarm, and he watched the lava cool down enough for safe contact.
    As a lessened amount of steam came from Kyo's still body, Axel watched Daiko do his thing, assisting by carrying Kyo from his chest and stomach, trying to keep him level to avoid possible lava flow disruptions. He didn't know much, but he's went on spicy food binges on some of the hottest wings Kono has to offer, and the fact that actual boiling lava in your stomach would be like the burning shit that won't come out. Axel shakes his head, setting him on the grass. "That was one damn good technique, kid. How are we going to do this? Do you need to vomit that shit out or are you gonna rest and gain control? Axel awaits his response, setting him on the grass for Daiko to use minor medical on him.
After completing this, he checks on the man beneath the destroyed stump. The lava has not burnt completely through the stump, yet it had seared deep into the center, leaving a nice area to tear open a crack. Using a tiger hand seal, Axel remembered cooldowns, and began to think. Moving to the melted tree, he repeatedly kicked at the unsteady area. This, after a short while, began to crack it. Axel wrapped his hands with a thick cloth;activating surface walking technique he climbed up the side of the tree and began to break branches off the remainder of the tree. Taking the largest one, he built a support system that wedged a firm slotted log into the hole left by the lava, and began punching it with all his might. He grunted and gritted his teeth, continuing to lay down punches on the hard log. Axel took a deep breath, looming at his progress. The tree was seeming to ignore his rudimentsry method. Scratching his chin, Axel resumes his punching, digging the log deeper into the tree. Sure enough the tree groaned further, snapping and breaking on the closest side. Inspecting it, it looked as if the tree had been tilted slightly. Axel nodded, and began to punch the bare tree's breaking points, weakening it's resistance to snapping. Climbing back up the tree, Axel jumped with his arms around the tree and swung his weight down the breaking side of the tree. With a sick snap and an "Oh fuck--", Axel hit the ground with a thud. Patting the tree, he noticed the weight and lava had formed a crack through the stump, and wedging his hands inside he tore it open. This got him nowhere, until he began punching the crack in the wood with his still-wrapped fists. Each slam began to wedge it open, before one crack opened it deeply. Tearing open the stump, Axel quickly moved away from the stench, covering his nose.
There was only silence. There was a black line over the back of the man's head. At a quick glance, the man looked as if the lava had melted into his skull, sending his body into shock and majorly damaging his brain tissue. "I'm sorry, George." Axel held back his curiosity, walking over to Daiko and Kyo. "He's... He's dead. Axel shakes his head and sighs, dropping to the ground. He watches Daiko spit a loogie in his face, and nods.
"Georgie's free, fucklizards!" The putrid man cackles, rubbing his sore nose and violently hacking up something in his throat. To the call of George's whistling, an echoing 'YEEEEEEHAAAAAAAWWW' wailed from within the forest, and the sound of a cowbell could be vaguely heard in the distance. Before long, two disgusting hillbillies with straw hats, long arms and a bulging pot belly appeared, one playing a cowbell with a knife.
"I dun diddly you pieces of rat shit." Diddly grunted. Diddly and Shoemac were twins, the only distinguished difference being Shoemac's immense weight difference and cowbell preferences. He was almost 300 pounds. He always ran into battle with it, and would mostly stand and 'HyukHyuk gettem'
"Alright boys!" George roared. "Get those knuckle draggin' sons of bitches!" Shoemac and Diddly do some kind of horrible war chant, before Axel interrupts them with a "Wait a minute, shit head."
Axel shakes his head. "You... cut fuck, shit smear crater-ass collection of human waste. You smell like piss; Fuck, you've soiled yourself. "
"I don't give a rats pile of shit about my pants. I got some in my bag, but I'm not changing in front of your fairy asses." Diddly and Shoemac converge on George, Diddly pounding his fists together and Shoemac brandishing his rusty steak knife. George looks at his opponents, scratching his chin. "Alright..." He spits. "Shoemac, crush boneless dick over here. I'll take care of the lava brat and pasty boy."
Shoemac began aproaching Axel with thudding footsteps. Watching his moves carefully, Axel narrowed his eyes and entered a defensive position. Although he wanted to help Daiko and Kyo, he was sure that his size would overpower them, unless Kyo had another lava trick up his sleeve. Quickly stepping towards Shoemac, he lands a punch to his fat face, but he isn't staggered much. He lunges at Axel with his knife, but Axel had retreated with a similar back step as his approach. Picking up a branch, Axel quickly snaps it in half, being two sticks to block or hit with. As Shoemac approached with slow thud of a walk, Axel jumped and slammed one of the stick pieces on the hand holding the knife. The knife bent at a bad angle, as it was very low quality, and Shoemac took a moment to look at it. Roaring into the sky, Shoemac unbuttoned his overalls and pulled up his sleeves, and begins swinging at Axel wildly. Occupied with dodging his attacks, he hopes Kyo and Daiko fare well.
[P.S. trees are big]
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(OOC: All the dialogue in his mental world isn't hear in real life.)

Kyo drifted in a dark space after losing consciousness during his violent seizure. It looked as though he was in a gelatin of darkness that kept him locked in place without a thing to see around him, but well nothing. Did he die? He remembered he had some leftovers from that technique in various parts of his body. Suddenly, he felt as though the world around him was ablaze with the heat surrounding him. Easily, he felt such a blaze could liquefy his body in this strange world and he began to lose heart. Within the void, within his head, he spoke to himself.
"Nothing leads to nothing. I guess. This is where I die. No doubt, there is lava inside of my body in multiple places, but it seems to have won in control. If I close my eyes into the void, will this all be over with? Will this searing heat be gone and will I be reunited with Reo in the afterlife? There are no answers here in this abyss. There is only pain that tells me I will be forever lost for eternity."
The heat of the void increased slowly after Kyo talked to himself while his real body was stuck seizuring. The seconds here felt like hours as there was nothing but the torment of the rising heat all around him. Sweat formed around his body and he felt hopelessly lost in this new world. It appeared his journey as a ninja was over with. He remembered his mom and dad telling him not to even start and began to look back into a chain of memories wrapping around his neck. He remembered being helpless to save his uncle and never getting the chance for redemption as life never gave second chances. Life never gave second chances such as within this moment. It felt as though his body was beginning to drift down through the darkness, but he couldn't tell. More memories showed up one after another. The time he bullied the weaker kids at his school. The time he nearly died capturing a thief. Light began to shine in the darkness as the memories grew warmer.

Kyo began to realize the beauty hidden within the life he had. The times he had seen his parent's show their love to him and the times he probably misinterpreted them. It seems as though maybe he could have been wrong about them this whole time. Maybe he was wrong about many people in this world such as those two ninja he meant today. They could have been strong and great in their own way and he was just afraid to open up. Within the void and the chain of memories, he heard a voice booming as he felt a speedy descent downwards.
"Young Kyo, you're not ready to die just yet. You must conquer the demons within you and overpower the lava seeking control of you. It won't be easy, but dying now is no option Kyo. I love you, but, seeing you before you could live the life I always wanted you to have and the life I sacrificed myself for you to have, isn't an option here. You are strong and you are brave. I believe you will be able to escape and find peace with the magma within you. Kyo, someday..."
Kyo reached out a hand with tears ripping across his cheeks.
"Reo! Reo let me see you! Reo I can't go back!"
The voice boomed from the darkness once more as Kyo frantically tried to escape from the void.
"...you too will find someone worth dying for."
Before Kyo could cry out into the void anymore, he was suddenly hurled into the world from the sky. All the colors appeared to be bright and everything around him looked tropical with the sound of waves crashing on the shore from the distance. It looked beautiful, but Kyo could hardly give a shit. All he wanted to do was see Reo once more. He felt so close to reaching his mentor that it pained him all over. Kyo didn't even notice that the world around him was no longer burning hot and also didn't notice that he was still plummeting to the earth.
"Reo! I'm sorry I couldn't have been there for you when you needed it most!"
As he plummeted, Kyo was so lost in his emotions that he hardly cared. Within a few seconds, he flew right into the lava of an active volcano was surrounded by the lava all across his body. He tried to fight it and resist as it pulled him downwards and got a better grip on him as he struggled. Frantic, he moved his limbs all around and found the lava had been up to his waist now.
"Kyo, you must make peace."
He heard Reo talk to him before he felt the presence of Reo leave him. Shifting his focus, he realized the lava was burning his body to nothing slowly. It was hot, syrupy, and oddly didn't burn all of his skin off right away. Kyo realized he was in the dead center of the volcano and also saw that escape was impossible for him. There was so much lava he would have to swim through to escape and he could hardly stop sinking in it. Thinking back to Reo, he relaxed his whole body and focused on the lava itself. He had controlled lava once before, so doing it again should be no issue to him. Kyo let the lava take him and began to sink even faster. As he tried to part the lava away from him, it seemed to have no effect.  In the movies, when a character was struggling in a mental world such as this letting it take control always seemed to be the thing that worked, but Kyo knew this was only going to kill his spirit faster.
The lava got up to his neck and he felt it overpowered him in every sense. It seemed hopeless to try to resist it and wished there was a girl from a bad movie with a kid dressed up as a shark to help him out here. Within his hopeless sinking, he looked up to the sky and came to an epiphany.
"This isn't my world."
He relaxed and looked around to see this was all but his imagination at work. The lava in his mental world was only strong because he imagined it that way. He was letting all of this happen to himself all along, because he didn't believe in himself. Without effort, he parted the lava away from him and jumped out of it back to the sky. As he rushed upwards, he got a smile on his face and no longer felt the heat all around him. This was what it was like to make peace.


"HUEHHMM!"
He took in a large gasp of air and saw Daiko was there to help him to his feet. Consciousness came back in waves before he looked to see the dumb shit under the tree was out and about and there seemed to be distant screeching. Kyo would get a few feet away from Daiko and suck out everything within himself into a ball of magma floating above his palm. He would then turn it to earth and it drop it beside him.
"I'm back bitches!"
Two hillbillies appeared beside the man that he assumed Axel had gotten out from under the stump. It was rather impressive to see all the work done to the tree, but Kyo could almost easily guess that its captor wasn't going to be grateful as the two hillbillies rang a cowbell and had a knife in hand. It was then he realized they were making some kind of screech that sounded like a battle cry and wanted a fight. Kyo got excited as he now could control his lava with ease. Taking out all of them would be easy at this point.

Axel shouted at them and told them off earning a great deal of respect from Kyo. It seems as though George and Diddly were planning on taking out him and Daiko while the other fat ass took care of Axel. Kyo looked at Diddly, who was running at him, with a death stare that he hoped would scare him off. He weaved the dog, boar, tiger, ox, rat, and then bird hand signs no longer feeling afraid of the lava. As the started the dog hand sign, George would become afraid of him and get out of range of the jutsu and it appeared Shoemac, Daiko, and Axel were also all out of the way. With a new sense of ease, he expelled a field of lava that came out at a speed of 69 with a power of 69. It would come out in a cone from his mouth that would be 15 meters across and go out 20 meters. Miraculously, it would only hit Diddly who could probably, at most, look up to see the lava before it vaporized him as if his body was nothing but air. The lava would the fall to the ground and release a large amount of black smoke into the air that probably made it seem as though there was a forest fire to people watching from a distance.
"Wow, that was easy."
He wiped his lip and realized this technique was quite impressive. Its no wonder he had seizures after preforming it. Kyo began to think a lot as his fight was cut to be very short. Had he made Reo proud today? Was he living the life Reo wanted him to? He thought of how he just killed a guy he could have just as easily punched out judging by the scrawny arms Diddly had. This was illegal and dangerous, but Kyo can just as easily make the argument that the prick was trying to kill him and that this could have ended up like this capture the thief mission awhile back. Maybe Diddly actually had some kind of jutsu under his belt he could use to kill someone. It seemed a bit weird to imagine a fat hillbilly having jutsu, but there was a red guy with jutsu next to him so who was he to say. If asked, Kyo would just say it was an Akimichi member rolling towards him or something.

Either way, it seems he found a trust within these misfits and even saw that he had been healed with some kind of low level medical ninjutsu technique. It appeared as though this must have been Daiko trying to save him. He had been moved away from where he had started to seizure and he couldn't help but to look over at Daiko and smile.
"Daiko, thank you for your help. Axel, thank you for saving the man. I think it would be cool if we became a squad. We are just dysfunctional enough for it to be interesting. Also, I am sure I could learn a thing or two from you guys."
Kyo scratched the back of his head and gave a weak smile. He had thought for a second he should help Axel before he got tetanus and AIDS, but he felt as though Axel was probably strong enough to kill some silly hillbilly and felt that Daiko had to be strong enough to deal with the hobo that shit his pants.

All in all, Kyo felt he had made a couple of strong friends. He believed that someday he would be able to see them both shine in combat beside him and maybe they could even go on missions. Though they were strangers, Kyo already felt he could trust them as friends. It appeared as though his future was growing brighter as the possibilities for lava style jutsu had had its doors wide open for him. With three fearsome techniques under his belt, he wondered what else was out there for him. Reo had written a lot in his book about other techniques with lava, water, and boil, but Kyo was afraid of just how dangerous he would become. Missing ninja within his clan must be going through the same thing he is. They must be learning fearsome techniques and using them to incinerate innocents. The thought of it made his blood boil.

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Jutsu used:
Lava Release: Melting Apparition Technique -49
AP: Probably 100 since he failed the technique first time and got his chakra network messed up