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estelliathealchemist-blog · 8 years ago

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(OOC. Though, RP related.)

(So recently, my friends and I found a mod of D&D. It’s pretty much D&D but Naruto. All of us being life long Naruto fans, we felt obligated to give it a shot. It was easily the best decision we have made all summer. I can safely say that this is the best irl roll20 experience I’ve ever had. And I’ve been doing table top rpgs for five years now. I’ll begin to start writing our journey from the beginning of our chunin exam until the very end of this campaign. It was just simple kids learning how to use Jutsu before chunin, so readers won’t be missing much. I hope everyone who reads enjoys! :D NOTE: All attacks and overwhelming majority of actions against players are all based on rolls. All dialogue between characters was actually role played. Story is being written/told by my friend who is DMing. I’m simply here to share the tales. This is an alternate universe of Naruto. Everything we can do is actually done in the manga/show and we shall not be bending the laws of the Naruto universe. All characters portrayed are original characters created by our DM. Though, some are direct references to heroes and villains seen through the series. Akahoshi is played by me, Kaima is played by my friend Alex, and Riyoto is played by my friend Brian.)

As the sun came to rise, the children of Team 7 would be waiting at the usual meeting spot towards the gates for Obara Sensei. “You ready for the Chunin, guys?” Was heard from Riyoto as he spotted the first patch of aspiring Chunin down the road from the gates of the village. Kaima shot a cocky snicker to Riyoto as he scanned the shinobi from afar. “I’ve been ready, bud.” A shit-eating grin began to grow across his face as he would repeatedly flip a single rio around his fingers. Akahoshi’s head raised from sharpening his kunai and looked towards the incoming shinobi. “We’ll win. We easily surpass our classmates back at the academy.” He added. Before there could be any other talk, they heard an all too familiar voice right behind them, “Anxiety, cockiness, and arrogance. Ahh, the youth. This is what will get you killed in the Forest of Death!” A hand would go across all their heads swiftly. Giving them not time to react. They’d all turn around and look to Obara. Akahoshi and Kaima having a face filled with fury. While Riyoto simply shot him the ‘are you fucking kidding me?’ stare.

“Oh... Good morning!” Obara sensei said cheerfully. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?” Akahoshi and Kaima had said nearly in sync. “It’s to snap some sense in you too! The Forest of Death is no man’s land. There are quite a few casualties per-year. You are my first batch of students and I will do anything in my power to make sure you all make it out of there alive.” His tone was very calm as his students looked to him in anger. His right pointer finger shot up and pointed right in the direction of the shinobi making their way to the village gate. “You have shinobi traveling from the Sound Village, Rain Village, Rock Village, and many more. Some of which will be knowledgeable of many more jutsu than you. Some will be forgiving and allow you to walk free if you give up a scroll. Others will kill you for it, even if you surrender.” The three stayed silent. They all realized what he said was very true. Obara cleared his throat before speaking once again, “Now... Don’t train, you need to save your energy. Spend the rio you earned on your previous mission on some supplies, grab some good food, and then head to the exam registry.” He’d drop them a small pouch of rio so they’d be able to purchase a quality meal. As the small baggy hit the dirt ground, he’d begin to walk off. Kaima picked it up and signaled the two to follow. “Common’, let’s make the most of this before registry.”

A few hours have passed since Team 7 walked off. They had each gotten three delicious bowls of ramen, kunai, and some shuriken. They had arrived to the exam and registered. The first part of the exam was smooth sailing, each of them passing the written portion of it pretty fairly well. With the bullshit over, the reckless or stupid aspiring shinobi disqualified, they had all been brought before The Forest of Death. They were given 30 minutes to formulate a strategy and be debriefed by their sensei. “Alright, Team 7! Listen carefully cause this part can cost you your lives. You will be starting here for the exam. The scroll you will be given is the Earth Scroll. In order to pass section two of the exam, you will have to get an opposing team’s heaven scroll. Once you obtain it, you must locate The Tower and put the two together. The tower is located at the center of the forest. Once together at the tower, preform the hand signs that were taught to you just a few minutes ago, and it will summon me. Once I am summoned, you have officially passed the second part of the Chunin exam.” There was a pause. He’d carefully look to his students. Being sure they clearly understand the gravity of the situation. Obara Sensei would begin to speak once more. This time, his tone much more serious. “Remember, people will be aiming to get your scrolls no matter the cost. This isn’t the village. This is bandit country, kids. You must be on your guard no matter what.” There was a pause. The young shinobi hadn’t given off the slightest bit of anxiety. But it was sure built up inside. “Any other questions?” He asked one more time. Without hesitation, Akahoshi spoke. “Sensei, is there any possibility that you can tell us where we are starting?” Obara looked to Akahoshi. Temptation was visibly in his eyes. Though, he refrained from giving the info out. “I’m sorry, kids. But I’m forbidden to give you that information. A good shinobi must be able to find out where he is in any situation. Any other questions?” The three stayed silent. Unable to think of anything else. Obara had clapped his hands together. “Well, with that said. Here are your supplies.” He’d open the crate before them. “Each of you will receive three food rations and four food pills.” The team grabbed their items quick. What was actually minutes felt like hours for the shout to go. “Shinobi! Stand ready!” An official judge of the exam had said behind them. Team 7 could barely see the other teams to their left and right. They sure spread out the teams. This gave them a good idea of how big the Forest of Death truly is. “BEGIN!” Team 7 quickly ran. Then jumping over the large fence and into The Forest of Death.

Team seven has traversed through the forest for some time now. Unsure of where they are, or who they may encounter.... Or what they may encounter. Kaima having his byakugan active, he had looked carefully for any close signs of chakra from shinobi or scrolls. “Guys, we’re getting close to multiple chakra sources!” He told the group. Akahoshi nodded to him. “Understood. Bring us to the source, Kaima!” As they swiftly jumped through the trees, they’d allow Kaima to take the lead. Hopefully leading them to what will be fairly easy opponents.

They had gotten to the source silently. They had stayed hidden in the branches and cloaked by the leaves. At that moment, Kaima’s face had grown weary. Akahoshi would be staring down the group as well, trying to identify them to the best of his ability. However, Riyoto had been scanning the surrounding branches. Soon spotting the uneasy look on Kaima’s face. “What’s wrong, Kaima?” He asked in a very quite tone. Kaima had taken a very deep breath before breaking the bad news to him. “Those aren’t just random shinobi, Riyoto. Those are our friends, team two.” He said somewhat painfully. Riyoto had slowly nodded, “What do we do, then?” There was silence as they all continued to look them down. Do they ambush their friends? Or do they leave them be? What if there is no other heaven scroll for a very long time, they all asked themselves. As the moments went by, they’d finally hear team two speak. “We know you’re there, opposing shinobi. Show your faces or we will force you to.” Team Seven froze up. Unable to think what may happen. They all dropped from the trees right before Team Two. It was a grim stare down for quite a few seconds. Finally, Akahoshi had say something. “We will go our way, Doumatsu. We were unaware that it was you who we found.” Doumatsu’s eyes turned to Akahoshi. “Hm? Is that so? Well, we are in need of our second scroll. Hand yours over, and this will go easy.” Akahoshi’s friendly expression went to angry in less than a second. “I’ll say it again, Doumatsu.. We will be leaving now.” Doumatsu simply laughed at them, “Guys, we are friends, yes. But this is the Chunin exam... And it would seem that we are much more eager to win than you guys.” The tension was up to eleven. If fast enough, they could have disengaged. However, Akahoshi’s Uchiha arrogance had got the best of him. “You will not put me down to the level of a coward.” He exclaimed to Doumatsu. His eyes closed, and his tone cocky. However, the moment he opened his eyes, it would no longer be the calm hazel eyes that Akahoshi bared. It was his Sharingan with two tomi and each eye. And so, the battle began between the two friend groups.

With his handsigns nearly unreadable due to his speed, Doumatsu took the first step. “Sand Tomb Jutsu!” He shouted in the direction of the group. Without having anytime to react, Kaima had been trapped in his sand tomb! They had to work fast to get him out of there or else he’d be as good as dead. “Alright, Kage! Time to kick some ass!” Riyoto said to his cat on his shoulder. A howling meow was heard from the cat as he charged forward. Riyoto passed right through Doumatsu and was heading straight for his weapon specialist teammate, Nagahama. “ Man-Beast Taijutsu: Fang Over Fang Justu!” Riyoto screamed ferociously. Nagahama’s parrying capabilities were no match for this nasty jutsu. She’d have gotten sliced in all directions. Then sent flying and smashing her back into a tree. Falling unconscious on impact. Akahoshi darted right for Doumatsu. Not holding back what-so-ever. “Water Style: Demon Appetite Jutsu!” He said as he charged towards Doumatsu. A puddle had appeared right under the enemy shinobi. Quickly turning into the mouth of a sea monster with dagger-sharp teeth biting down on his lower body at once. Doumatsu had screamed in agonizing pain as the monster-head turned back into mere water right below him. The once clean water now having a heavy mix of his blood. It was enough for the Jutsu to be broken. Kaima would have broken free, gasping for air and yelling in pain. “You motherfucker!” He said to him furiously. But Kaima was not getting a break quite yet. There last team member, Haru, would be blind-siding Kaima. “Poison needle shot!” Haru threw his puppet forward, having it precisely hit Kaima in vital points. He’d drop to his knees with a grunt. This kid sure wasn’t getting a break. Doumatsu and Haru began to approach Kaima, preparing to finish him off. “Don’t think I’d go down that easily...” He said to them. They’d both raise a brow to him, wondering what he could possibly do. In a few seconds, he’d launch himself high in the air. Looking directly below him. “Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu!” He said mid-air as he preformed the handsigns with fast movement. Pulling 20 kunai from his pouch, he threw them both directly at the two. Following by a nasty blast of fire to send the flaming kunai at a frightening velocity. Doumatsu was fast enough to sub it. Haru however, was not. To protect himself from certain death, he threw his puppet before him. Allowing it to take the brunt of most of the kunai. Fortunately for him, he had survived such a nasty jutsu with no sever injuries. The however part of it was, his puppet was unrecognizable. Rendering the shinobi almost useless from here on out.

As Kaima fell to the soil all he could wonder was where the hell Doumatsu had gone off to. He began to heard something heavy fly behind. As he turned around to see what it was, it was Doumatsu’s Sandstone Fist jutsu. Smashing Kaima directly in the gut and sending him flying. Kaima hit the ground still alive, but in critical condition. Riyoto would leave Nagahama be as she was passed out. He ran back to take on Haru or Doumatsu. As he stood a decent distance from Doumatsu, the cocky shinobi looked to him. “Hm? What will you and that cat do, Riyoto? My sand armor can stop most nasty attacks!” Riyoto stood strong, ignoring the attempted intimidation with a cocky smirk. “Lightning Strike Jutsu!” He yelled as he preformed the hand signs. A deadly bolt of lightning had shot from his pointer and middle finger. What usually would have shocked a normal shinobi their level onto their feet, simply left a chip into the strong sand armor. Doumatsu laughed to Riyoto as his eyes widened in surprise to the fortification of Doumatsu’s armor. As Haru began to run up to Doumatsu in attempts to aid him, Akahoshi had appeared before him. “Not so fast, Haru.” Akahoshi said in an arrogant tone to him as he landed on the ground. “You’ll be taking on me.” He raised both fists to his face. One of his hands holding a kunai. “So be it, Akahoshi!” Haru replied to him. Standing ready for what is to come. After several hand signs, Akahoshi spawned two water clones, both heading right for Haru. As they charged him, he’d follow up with another jutsu. “Water Blade Jutsu!” Haru heard as the moisture in the air formed into a blade in Akahoshi’s hand. He had not forgotten about the clone’s, though. Simultaneously, they attempted to strike him. But failed horribly, each clone being counter attacked and turning back into water. The distraction worked, though. The water-made katana made a clean cut down Haru’s chest. He’d disengage with a back-flip and pull two Wakizashi from his side. “Two can play at that game!” He said as he charged back to Akahoshi. The two would be would have constantly been blocking and parrying each other for this phase of the battle.

Back to Riyoto and Doumatsu about thirty meters away, Riyoto tries his best to block his vulnerable comrade from Doumatsu. The sounds traversed the skin of his body as his stare of death pierced Riyoto and aimed straight for Kaima. Riyoto so caught up in guarding Kaima’s life, completely neglected the fact that Nagahama was still alive. “Is that how you treat all woman!?” Echoed through the perimeter of battle as she went to strike Riyoto with multiple clones. Two would kick him right in the face right before Nagaham had actually appeared right before him. “Secret Weapon Technique: Rolling Star!” As she was mid-air before Riyoto, she’d take her nodachi with both hands and do flurry of forward flips. Consistently striking his chest and abdomen. He’d stumble back, blood spurting from his mouth. His cat screaming as he tried to stay atop Riyoto. As she looked back to Kaima, she’d pull a kunai from her side. “Hold it, Kaima. We’ll let you off right now if you hand us that scroll.” He then looked to her. His pale Hyuuga eyes weak from his injuries. He’d make an attempt to get up. As he did, she’d throw the kunai directly at him. He’d poof and the kunai hit a block of wood! “That fucker substituted it!” Doumatsu yelled in an annoyed tone. They began to peer around, searching for him. His substitution was just about perfect. He’d manage to get high up in the branches, giving him some time to swallow three of his food pills. He quickly regenerated energy, and his sever wounds mended. “Time to show them what I’m about..” He whispered to himself. He launched himself from the branches and right in front of her. Standing before her with open palms and a smile of vengeance. “Gentle Fist Art: Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms!” Within the blink of an eye, he’d dash close to her. His fists striking all her chakra points with speed of the wind. On the thirty second punch right into her abdomen, there would be an audible crack heard. She’d be launched into the air as blood gushed from her mouth. She had landed right on her back in critical condition. Doumatsu had not taken the attack lightly, reading for him to be next.

Akahoshi was still fending off Haru, each of them getting cut up by their attacks. As well as many blade collisions. As Akahoshi heard Kaima use his gentle fist art, he knew now was the time to strike. With all the sturdy sand armor Doumatsu had on him, there was no way they were going to be able to take all three on at once. He took this to his advantage and would try to play a mental game from here. Both blades had collided once more. Both being held right in front of their faces. He took this advantage to use his right tomo. “Look into my eyes, puppet master..” He said in a clam tone. Haru could not avoid the genjutsu on it’s way. He had stared Akahoshi right in the eyes. In Haru’s mind, he was back in his home town. The streets were barren as he looked around, trying to figure out what had happened. And there he was. Haru’s little brother, standing right before him. Being mangled and mauled by six different puppets. “Your art, Haru... It’s killed me!!!” He screamed to his older brother as he saw all his spare puppets begin to slowly mutilate his four year old brother. Haru fell to his knees in tears. He was re living the past all over again. That faithful day where he tested his puppet on his brother in a fit of rage. The day that will haunt him forever. In Akahoshi’s eyes, he was just on his knees screaming at nothing. He jumped to the trees, readying what was possibly their only option of a casualty-free victory. It all came down to this! Nagahama getting back up in attempts to aid Haru, Doumatsu readying to take Riyoto head-on, Akahoshi hidden in the branches, and Haru stuck in a genjutsu. Akahoshi came down from the trees, right behind Nagahama. He’d quickly grab a kunai and hold it to her throat. Kaima would do the same, except with Haru. Riyoto sat down, injured. Watching what was hopefully the finale unfold. Akahoshi stared down Haru with a vindictive look, “Surrender the Heaven Scroll now and we will spare your allies. If not, we’ll slit their throats faster than you can use any jutsu.” His tone was serious. His look guaranteed that they were no longer fucking around. Doumatsu began to sweat in anxiety. His heart racing in the situation. It truly came down to them having to surrender. There was no way he’d just let his allies die. “Fine! You guys win this one... The heaven scroll is in Haru’s back pouch. Just take it and go.” Kaima nodded. He’d reach down into the back pouch of Haru and pull a scroll. However, it seems Doumatsu forgot that Kaima’s byakugan was active. He saw no chakra in the scroll. He shot Doumatsu a furious look, “It was a bluff! It’s in Nagahama’s back pouch!” Doumatsu panicked; his back was truly against the wall at this point. So flustered that he let his guard down. One of Kaima’s cinder clones had sneaked behind Doumatsu and grabbed him by the neck, holding a kunai to it. “Give us a reason not to kill you, Doumatsu!” Kaima insisted. Doumatsu was in complete panic, unable how to handle the situation. Every word he tried to spit out he simply choked on. “Knock them all unconscious.”

Akahoshi ordered. In sync, they took the back of their kunai and bashed it into the back of each of their heads. Akahoshi dropped Nagahama and Kaima dropped Haru. The cinder clone would blow away with the wind and Doumatsu would fall to the ground face-first. “They tried to decieve us. We don’t just take the scroll, we take their supplies.” Kaima told the team as he dug through Haru’s gear. Riyoto had taken food pills as the tension was at it’s peak, giving him some time for his wounds to mend. He got up and brushed the dirt off him. “Kaima, I don’t believe this is right. Take the scroll and leave them be. We are practically leaving them for dead if we take their supplies.” Akahoshi said nothing, but dug through the pockets of Nagahama and grabbed the scroll but nothing else. As he stood back up, he’d look to Riyoto. “I will not object to Kaima. Though, I won’t act on it. They insulted us as a team and proceeded to deceive us. He’s free to do what he pleases as long as he doesn’t kill them.” Riyoto had sighed, “Obara would be disappointedin you two.” Is all he said as he began to stretch. Kaima and Akahoshi had nothing to say to the comment. Once they were all ready, they had moved out. They’d travel about another mile until they found a safe area. They’d set up a cozy camp and get some rest for the night. This was only day one. They had four left and they must be ready for more urgent encounters than their one with team two. (Thank you so much for reading if you actually made it this far! It means the world considering how long it took to wrote this lol. I’ll be making part two in a day or two. Don’t wanna have too much in one post cause it can be a turn away :) Hope you stop by for next post!)

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