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Enjoying the Festival!
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Yemma J. KibitsujiCitizen- Stat Page : The Spider
Clan Focus : Medical
Village : Missing Ninja
Ryo : 5500
Enjoying the Festival!
Sun Jan 23, 2022 3:17 am
- Yemma’s Outfit:
- Festival mask (on side of head):
Yemma would toss and turn in his sleep as beads of sweat lined his forehead , he would groan lightly every now and then as he thought back on his past and the flames and hands that had parted him from early life. The evening wind nipping at him as he lay there in the grass beneath a bench akward to most but yemma felt more secure sleeping there with his back to a concrete wall than sleeping in the open on the bench. He had already been to kato’s residence and made himself up a room in the residence but he wanted to explore the town which has led to his current positioning.
- The Dream/Flashback:
-Dream Begining-
The smell , the putrid stink of feces ,piss and blood had turned the air putrid the first few breaths upon awakening where always the hardest , it was as if your body refused to take in air upon first waking but once you forced the first breath in and let the foul air fill your lungs you keep keep it up at least while you had an empty stomach. This was the third day yemma had been aboard the ship that had carried the invaders of the leaf to shore , As the ship lurched and swayed beneath the waves as it traveled, so too did his empty stomach. Through the darkness thin beams of light would peel through the wooden roof of his enclosure , his dulled ruby eyes would catch something skittering across the floor. It's black greasy fur glistened in the dusty beams of sunlight as it darted by several other downed villagers who had succumbed to the horrid conditions within the old rickety ship.
Yemma would squint in the darkness as he watched the creature dart about the floor , carving a trail through the two inches worth of feces and blood that lay about the floor of his new home. A growl would erupt from his stomach as his eyes adjusted to the darkness for the first time in three days he felt the dryness of his lips and the emptiness of his stomach. His dry tongue would reach out and grace his lips as he began to lean forward completely ignoring the iron shackles that had turned his ankles to a red and green mess of blood and scabs.
His hunger outweighing any pain he could possibly be feeling in this moment , The human waste and fluids that once repulsed him no longer bothered him in this moment as he proceeded on all fours twoard the vermin. The young boy would do his best to lightly press down his appendages as he walked slowly following the rat as it darted from corpse to corpse until he was close enough and then without warning he would pounce. A loud 'Splat' noise would echo though the area as pounced upon the rat wrapping his hands firmly around his quarry , a happy smile spreading on his face as he slowly raised his body to the kneeling position.
within that split second before he brought that rat to his mouth he would remember where it had been , what it was wallowing in and had been feeding on. Sadly that left as fast as it came as tears began to roll down his face before he bit down upon the rats skull between his molars its blood and the excrement's coating it's fur filling his mouth. The young starving boy ravished the rodent , the foul smell of the rodents innards would cause the boy to gag but not wanting would could possibly be his last meal to go to waste he would force the carcass of the rat further into his mouth until all that remained was the things tail.
This act would be repeated for many hours throughout the day until his belly was full and his tears ran dry , within the next two days he had regained his strength becoming numb to the killing of the rats. Eventually the boy would grow better at catching the vermin although he had learned to slow his feasting to three rats a day , eventually learning to clean the rats in a barrel filled to the brim with water that was as murky as coffee ; the water draining from a wooden pipe in the ceiling.
'this is either bath water or toilet water and at this point I'm in to deep to care' he would think to himself as he held his recent catch underneath the water , letting out a gentle sigh of "sorry lil guy" as an apology as he watched the rat stop flailing under the water. After holding the rat under for a bit longer he would pull the vermin from the brown murky water and begin chewing on his rat head first as always, waddling back to his corner of the ship slowly as to not open the cuts on his ankles which had been washed and wrapped in the cleanest cloth the corpses around him could offer.
for the first time in awhile he was able to think clearly , the sound of the waves crashing against the ships hull. The water's had been calmer over the last few days meaning he was nearing his final destination wherever that may be , it was something that had pondered on his mind for many days now. A knot of stress would form in the young boys stomach as he sat down further eating the rat , taking a few moments to spit out bits of bone every now and then as he already knew the rat bones always came out his bowels fighting.
Then again maybe it was all the rat meat in his stomach causing these problems in the first place? well there was no use in complaining now , his captors hadn't provided food or water. It was either eat the rat or resort cannibalism though cannibalism was a favorable option....the bodies where far to ripe and well along the road to decomposition for his own liking , he was hungry he wasn't a rabid animal.
Yemma would suck down the rest of his rat leaving the rib cage and a pile of skin and fur, the boy would assume the fetal position laying on his side letting the sway of the boat rock the boy to sleep. The sound of the ocean lulling him to sleep as he began to think back on his time on this ship , and about the corpses and fly's but not the multitude of them but the sheer lack of them and the abundance of spiders he seemed to find roaming about the ship....maybe that's why no one had come to check on him?....
When he next awoke it would be to a freezing cold splash of seawater the salt stinging his eyes as he awoke to several shinobi standing over him with new bonds in hand "looks like one survived atleast" a fairly portly man would say as he grabbed ahold of yemma via his greasy black hair dragging the boy above deck as the sun light bared down upon the boy with a blinding wrath a sharp pain would ripple through his body….
-Dream end-
Yemma would jolt from his sleep a panicked look in his eyes as he sat up slamming his forehead into the mettom of the metal frame of the bench , he would stifle a scream as he reached up gripping his head rolling from undre the bench. ‘Mother fucker that hurt like hell!’ he would think to himself as he breathed through gritted teeth pacing back and forth he would eventually calm down as his stomach let out a mighty growl. He would let out a pathetic whimper as he clutched his aching stomach, his face seemed to drop , “i’ve been here for three hours and still can't find anything to eat…” he would mumble to himself as he wandered about tanbo.
Though his stomach pains were great he would soon be brought elsewhere through the crowd as the sound of laughter danced upon his ears , being curious he would follow the sound be met with the sight of an elderly man spinning what appeared to be silk clouds on a stick and handing them out to children. One thing yemma had to admit was that this guy was good at whatever he was doing with this stuff , he was making flowers , swords , animals and somtimes even shaping it as other food. Yemma being drawn in hadn’t noticed he had made it to the front of the line his eyes entranced as the old man began to spin the stick in the wisp’s creating for yemma a pink ball on a stick he would look around unsure what to do with ot as he watched the children around him start to eat their own treats.
“Ummm so what is it called jiji?” yemma would ask curiously as he held the cotton like food up to the light before lightly touching his tongue upon the mass causing it to slightly dissolve and flood his mouth with the distinct flavor of…’buublegum?’ he would think to himself a confused look on the boy's face. The older gentleman would laugh as he watched yemma attempting to case out what it was he had just ate , “it’s called cotton candy son , tell you what it’s on the house be sure to go enjoy the festival” He would say waving yemma off as he flashed the man a smile and began to wander around the tanbo festival a bit more looking for something to do.
He would roam from stall to stall accumulating a mountain of food he would eventually stumble his way back to the bench he was sleeping under earlier , his appearance not as worn as it once was earlier he would lean back on the bench slouching comfortably on his seat with a mountain of junk food sitting beside him, His lips and around his mouth stained blue by the popsicle hanging from his mouth as he went to open a bag of barbeque pig skins ‘this village is the fucking best!’ he would think to himselfas he used his tongue to skillfully pull the popsicle past his lips and began lightly chewing it in an attempt to make way for the incoming chips. He would wince as he felt the frost of the popsicle reach into his brain and grab hold of it in a vice grip causing him to take a sharp breath and begin coughing some of the popsicle having gone down the wrong pipe.
The young traveler would go into a coughing fit slamming his fist into his chest repeatedly till his coughing would soon abade , he would clear his throat with a light ‘hmph’ taking a deep breath and then sighing “i think im gonna like it here” he would say aloud to no one inpaticular simply enjoying the sights and sounds his head would snap to attention as a ball of fire was sent high into the sky and exploded in shower of beautiful colors with a mighty ‘BOOM’. He would sit and watch the fire work display with a happy expression on his face several children coming to his bench to join him as he watched the show he would disperse his junk food amongst them happily for teh first time in a long time yemma found a bit of joy in just simply being around to watch things unfold around him.
After the fire work show he would take his time to wander around the village for a bit window shopping , and oggling the fine clothes and works of art tanbo had up for sale , although he had to admit his eyes had wandered to teh ninja tool shop more than once. Yemma normally carried a katana at his hip as one’s jutsu wasn’t guaranteed to save you all the time , having lost it in his tryst with those gangster’s back in suna his hip felt empty while he himself almost felt naked and exposed. With a sigh he would go back to wandering about the village taking a seat infront of flower shop admiring their festival decorations….
“Tanbo is a land of dreams..” He would say with a smile as he stretched out on the bench with a happy sigh and a full belly.
WC: 2055
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Kaimera YakedoGenin
- Stat Page : Stats
Clan Focus : Ninjutsu
Village : Kirigakure
Ryo : 226750
Re: Enjoying the Festival!
Tue Jan 25, 2022 2:07 am
Mikaela had just left the home as he decided to participate in the festivities the village had to offer. The emerald-eyed male sighed as he looked towards the sky. The late sun had decided to hide behind the peak of the mountain, making the overcast skies bathe the world in a soft blueish grey with the mixture of oranges and yellows. Although Mikaela quite enjoyed times like these, he did enjoy the rain more. Without an umbrella, however, he was content with only the muting of the town's usually vibrant colors. Since it was getting later, all the nightlights had come on. Even though it was colder, the nightlife made it seem warmer.
A nice, peaceful day, perfect for leisure activities. Activities that Mikaela typically didn't partake in, well, he never really had the chance. Still, it was a nice day, and Mikaela decided to eat out for once and maybe meet some people instead of going straight into a mission. There was a wonderful eatery in the town, after all. Once upon a time, it was a very small sushi stand, but over the generations of various important people eating there, it expanded and grew.
Upon arriving at the stand, he ordered a Nigiri, which was fish that was topped with sushi rice. Mikaela loved the taste of fish as it was luxury from the village he was from. He remembered nights that his mother would fix them sushi rolls and his entire family would eat together. Taking the food, he spun around and looked for a bench to savor his food.
As he approached a bench, he saw another figure that had a mask that almost resembled a spider on his face. Interesting is the only word that could come to his mind as Mikaela sat next to the figure. "Well, it is a lovely village secluded from the harsh realities from this rest of the shinobi nations," Mikaela said as he gave a soft smile to the male sitting next to him. It was true, the little village had the luxury of not being part of the recent wards that the world had to offer but he didn't know about the future.
"So, are you enjoying the festivities Tanbo has to offer," Mikaela said with a soft smile again as he continued to savor his food and watch the magnificent light show that was beheld before them.
Mikaela's Mask:
Mikaela's Kimono:
[TWC:400]
A nice, peaceful day, perfect for leisure activities. Activities that Mikaela typically didn't partake in, well, he never really had the chance. Still, it was a nice day, and Mikaela decided to eat out for once and maybe meet some people instead of going straight into a mission. There was a wonderful eatery in the town, after all. Once upon a time, it was a very small sushi stand, but over the generations of various important people eating there, it expanded and grew.
Upon arriving at the stand, he ordered a Nigiri, which was fish that was topped with sushi rice. Mikaela loved the taste of fish as it was luxury from the village he was from. He remembered nights that his mother would fix them sushi rolls and his entire family would eat together. Taking the food, he spun around and looked for a bench to savor his food.
As he approached a bench, he saw another figure that had a mask that almost resembled a spider on his face. Interesting is the only word that could come to his mind as Mikaela sat next to the figure. "Well, it is a lovely village secluded from the harsh realities from this rest of the shinobi nations," Mikaela said as he gave a soft smile to the male sitting next to him. It was true, the little village had the luxury of not being part of the recent wards that the world had to offer but he didn't know about the future.
"So, are you enjoying the festivities Tanbo has to offer," Mikaela said with a soft smile again as he continued to savor his food and watch the magnificent light show that was beheld before them.
Mikaela's Mask:
Mikaela's Kimono:
[TWC:400]
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- Yemma J. KibitsujiCitizen
- Stat Page : The Spider
Clan Focus : Medical
Village : Missing Ninja
Ryo : 5500
Re: Enjoying the Festival!
Tue Jan 25, 2022 4:30 am
Yemma would let out a happy sigh as he allowed himself to relax in his seat after making that statement, he would reach down into his bag of barbecue pig skins and pop one in his mouth with a satisfying crunch an dbegin chewing, The young red eyed man wouldve gotten to enjoy his food to the fullest had he not been startled by the sound of another man , yemma would jump from his seat taking a breath his food going down the wrong pipe once more causing a coughing fit as he pounded on his chest leaning forward his left hand anchoring him against the wall his back turned to the new comer. ‘Jesus fucking christ he came out of nowhere’ yemma would think to himself as his coughing came to halt faltering down to a few ‘grmphs’ and ‘hmphs’ to clear his throat of any debris. Yemma would take a moment to look this person over his eyes immediately locking on the mans food , a gluttoniuos twinkle would shine in his eyes as he gave a small chuckle “Sorry abot that i was kinda zoned out and you came out of knowhere” he would hand gliding behind his head scratching at it awkwardly an awkward smile popping up on his face.
Yemma would make his way back to the bench moving from a leaning position to a standing position as he no long needed the wall for support , once he had sat down he would give the strawberry red haired man a warm smile as he started eating his spicy barbecue pig skins as he began to respond to the mans statement about tanbo. “Well i guess your right about the that but in a way i see it here is….unlike all those other big villages there’s a sense of family” he would say with a smile as several children would run past the two on the bench several children with oni mask’s would run by no doubt off to cause trouble for the adults of the village.
“Well ive gotten free food at every booth and a warm welcome from every person i’ve talked , this is honestly the most fun i’ve had in years” he would say with happy smile as he leaned back in his seat upturning the bag as he began to shake the last bits of teh chips into his mouth before crumpling up the bag and over hand tossing the crumpled bag into a nearby trashbin across the way. Yemma would turn to face his new acquaintance a quizical look in his eyes as he began to ask the fabled question that shouldve been seen a mile away before it was ever uttered. “So what exactly is there to do in tanbo? I know you guys all have farms and top shelf drinks but do you guys have anything engaging around? I thought about the rice eating contest but…god knows i need the money cant live off free festival food forever” he would say with a light chuckle.
WC:506
TWC:2561
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