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Bijuu Arena / This Might Bug You
« on: January 20, 2019, 09:27:30 AM »
So since this will be “IC” sort of, I’m just taking my post from zone nine and shoving it here so Ray and I can fight. If you don’t like it, then I highly recommend messaging me and I will take it extremely seriously.
Edit: I changed the font color on this, no other edits. You can cross check it with zone 9
Anyways:
Sabu sat atop an electrical tower, looking over the small, barely lit village in the distance. The sun had just set over the hills to the west, soaking the huts and shops in a deep darkness. The town bonfire burned, but it’s logs had fallen into the ash and nobody was there to stoke it or add more wood. Most were asleep. The imposing tower he sat on ran right by this pissant hole, ignoring them entirely since they couldn’t fork over the outrageous charge requested. It didn’t really matter to them, they were happy and few owned much at all, let alone anything requiring steady electricity. Only the tavern showed any sign of life, matching the energy of the bonfire fading in the town square. It was almost lulling just to see people act like little critters, scuttling into their homes and under there covers where they felt safe, protected for some reason by mud at thatch.
Sabu’s expression was genuinely unnerving, and he had to be careful not to release too much killing aura accidentally. His bloodlust had peaked since a recent incident, and it was finally time to satisfy it with this bunch of curs. ”What is the most hungry you’ve ever been?” he asked the air out loud, looking away from the town to gain his composure and focus his chakra. His body began changing as flies inside his armor helped him enter Sage Mode as he closed his eyes. It was several minutes of silence before Sabu blinked his eyes open and repeated himself, ”What’s the hungriest you’ve ever been? Do you eat food when you’re not bound?” And, is it most hungry or hungriest?” Several more minutes of silence passed. ”When your hunger for stimulation exceeds your hatred, you will have no options.”
”Do you truly intend to kill them all?” a voice asked in his head. ”Actually I was hoping you would kill them all, Chomps.” ”No.” the beetle replied before severing the connection. Sabu smirked, and stood. His chakra flared up, though unless anyone in the village was a sensor, this would probably go unnoticed until he got closer. His right arm started to contort unnaturally before morphing into a large needle. From his back, he sprouted a pair of wings and shook them briefly to get used to the control. ”Come on Chomps, we’re a team now! You know this is just a mimicking of what we could do together.” ”More like a horrid mockery. I will not be replying any further, so sorry.”
More silence indicated that was the truth. Sabu sighed, and used his wings to hover off the electric tower and fly towards the village. Sabu fired four bullets around the village from his proboscis arm, using his left hand to make a kata. The four water bullets he shot would seep through the grass towards each other as he held the seal, creating a square trap once they all connected. It was a very basic barrier that formed, only special because of it’s extremely subtle and covert use. Even an A-Rank jutsu could easily break it, but there wouldn’t be anyone here to offer that assistance to these poor folk. Sabu almost didn’t want to descend, savouring the moment in the calmness of the night.
Edit: I changed the font color on this, no other edits. You can cross check it with zone 9
Anyways:
Sabu sat atop an electrical tower, looking over the small, barely lit village in the distance. The sun had just set over the hills to the west, soaking the huts and shops in a deep darkness. The town bonfire burned, but it’s logs had fallen into the ash and nobody was there to stoke it or add more wood. Most were asleep. The imposing tower he sat on ran right by this pissant hole, ignoring them entirely since they couldn’t fork over the outrageous charge requested. It didn’t really matter to them, they were happy and few owned much at all, let alone anything requiring steady electricity. Only the tavern showed any sign of life, matching the energy of the bonfire fading in the town square. It was almost lulling just to see people act like little critters, scuttling into their homes and under there covers where they felt safe, protected for some reason by mud at thatch.
Sabu’s expression was genuinely unnerving, and he had to be careful not to release too much killing aura accidentally. His bloodlust had peaked since a recent incident, and it was finally time to satisfy it with this bunch of curs. ”What is the most hungry you’ve ever been?” he asked the air out loud, looking away from the town to gain his composure and focus his chakra. His body began changing as flies inside his armor helped him enter Sage Mode as he closed his eyes. It was several minutes of silence before Sabu blinked his eyes open and repeated himself, ”What’s the hungriest you’ve ever been? Do you eat food when you’re not bound?” And, is it most hungry or hungriest?” Several more minutes of silence passed. ”When your hunger for stimulation exceeds your hatred, you will have no options.”
”Do you truly intend to kill them all?” a voice asked in his head. ”Actually I was hoping you would kill them all, Chomps.” ”No.” the beetle replied before severing the connection. Sabu smirked, and stood. His chakra flared up, though unless anyone in the village was a sensor, this would probably go unnoticed until he got closer. His right arm started to contort unnaturally before morphing into a large needle. From his back, he sprouted a pair of wings and shook them briefly to get used to the control. ”Come on Chomps, we’re a team now! You know this is just a mimicking of what we could do together.” ”More like a horrid mockery. I will not be replying any further, so sorry.”
More silence indicated that was the truth. Sabu sighed, and used his wings to hover off the electric tower and fly towards the village. Sabu fired four bullets around the village from his proboscis arm, using his left hand to make a kata. The four water bullets he shot would seep through the grass towards each other as he held the seal, creating a square trap once they all connected. It was a very basic barrier that formed, only special because of it’s extremely subtle and covert use. Even an A-Rank jutsu could easily break it, but there wouldn’t be anyone here to offer that assistance to these poor folk. Sabu almost didn’t want to descend, savouring the moment in the calmness of the night.