Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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It had been a long journey, but Sairasu was finally here. Weeks of travel had brought him to the cloud village and after a brief moment at the cloud gates, and a couple hours walk throughout the village, he was now at the village’s medical complex. It had been a long time since he had saw a building such as this; a place of life and death. Children were born here, and years later, many of them died here if they were lucky enough. This was his domain, or at least it was back home in the Hidden Mist Village. As a Medical Ninja, he swore to protect anyone in need and try his best to maintain life, but at the same time he was a shinobi. Just as easily as he could protect and maintain life, he could destroy and slaughter it. Within his walls were many people like him, all of which were trained individuals who had made the same oath or at least one similar. This complex would be the closest thing to home he would experience, now that his was frozen with ice and uninhabitable.

Pulling his chewing tobacco out of his mouth, he tossed it in the bushes as he reached down and grabbed a leather pouch hanging on his side. It was a mixed drink; a concoction between his family’s secret alcohol recipe, and natural fruit juices he gathered within the wild of the lighting country. It was roughly fifth five percent alcohol, and yet it was completely absents of its taste and smell, and even better, it went down smooth. Truly, he couldn't tell the difference between it and regular fruit juice, but he was an alcoholic so it didn't matter in the long run. Turning it up and pouring some into his mouth, he swished, swashed, and spit it out onto the ground. This was to get the taste and appearance of tobacco out of his mouth. From there, he tied it back to his side, grabbed an apple out of his bang, and continued to have a snack.

Walking through the door, as he took his first bite, he was instantly greeted by a nurse at the front desk. Walking over there slowly, he appeared before the woman and swallowed what was in his mouth. Leaning over, he introduced himself. ”My name is Taishou Sairasu, Medical Ninja with Tenure of the Hidden Mist. I’m here to speak with the Medical Sennin about possibly working here in the hospital during my stay. Perhaps you can point me in his direction?”</B><i></i> He said, with a smile on his face. His blue eyes, shinning brilliantly, gazed into the woman’s eyes. With a wink, he had her exactly where he wanted her. Unfortunately, her coworker knocked her out of his trance.

"Sorry Mr.Taishou, but unless you have an appointment or injured, we can't allow you past the lobby." The woman told him, and instantly he replied. "Well, if I can’t visit the sennin, then perhaps you can give me some medical attention? I’ve been traveling for a long time, and I’ve not managed to maintain a healthy lifestyle. I’ve been wounded, and some of them have healed wrong. On top of that, I have a fever, nausea, and the shakes. Maybe it’s not dire, but something to be even a little concerned about." He told her, as he looked down, and then back up at her with a smile. Of course, said the woman with a blush. Again, he had trapped her in his trance; hopefully her coworker would do anything this time. ”Mr. Taishou, fill these out and wait. Once someone comes back, I’ll personally escort you back and take your vitals.” She told him, while looking down as if she were shy. He toked the paper work from her, and walked over to a seat.

While doing so, he occasionally looked up towards the woman and caught her looking at him. He’d smile, and turn his head down, only to look at her out of the corner of his eye. ”She’s mine.” He thought to himself, with a smile on his face. He knew he had her; she couldn't resist his eyes, his voice, or even his aura. She was easy, probably the easiest he would ever had, which was scary because it raised a couple questions. If she was this easy, surely he wasn't the first, but truthfully it had been some time for him, so he wasn't going to turn down the opportunity if it came. Within moments, he turned in the paper work, and was quickly escorted back. While there, she checked his vitals, weight, and the basic procedures. The entire time, he spoke with her, asked her questions, flirted, and complimented her. By the time they made it back to the medical room, she had gotten lost among all the blissful laughs. ”Mr. Taishou, I’ll be back to treat those wounds you told me about.” She told him, as she left the room and closed the door behind him. Quickly, he pulled a Kunai, sliced his shoulder, placed the kunai back in its holster, performed a jutsu to stop the bleeding, and wiped the blood from his arm with his shirt. The injury was nothing really, at the very most medical glue would be needed to close it back. But this was all a part of his plan.

Taking his shirt off, he sat there in just his jeans, held up by a belt. Soon, she came back into the room. She could see his body, and she was sort of speechless. Blinking at the site of how defined and sculpted his core, chest, shoulders, and arms were, she dropped her supplies. He smiled at her, and made eye contact once more. He was such a tease, or at least he knew what he had to do to get what he wanted. Watching as she picked everything up, he glanced at her body and bit his lip. And she noticed, out of the corner of her eyes. As she approached him, he could tell how nervous she was as he pointed to his shoulder. ”It happened earlier today; I managed to stop the bleeding but it’s still pretty fresh an tender…”<i></i> He said softly, as he moved his arm forward. As she touched his forearm, he slowly flexed; and her hand stopped as it softly slid from one muscle to the next.

Before long, her hand had made its way to his chest unknowingly. Once she realized, she pulled back and looked down. ”I’m… sorry..” She told him. <B>”Don’t be, I can’t help but admire your touch. A woman like you is nothing less than a treasure.” He told her, with a smile and a strong graze.

You know how things go, right? One thing leads to another, and things happen. Story of life, it's how it happens.

After about thirty minutes of flirting and going back and fourth, Sairasu found himself with his hands on her waist and his lips pressed against her. Her hands were pressed against his chest, just rubbing his muscles. As he pulled back from her lips, and pulled her closely, he began to whisper into her ear. "We need someplace more private, like an office. Trust me, for what I have in mind, we’re gonna need something more secluded.” Said the sly dog. Next thing he knew, he had his shirt back on and the nurse was escorting him out of the emergency room, upstairs, and to an office. Instantly, she shut the door and attacked him; kiss after kiss, he pulled her closer. ”This is the Sennins office, we have to be quick but it’s safe he should be out for a while.” She told him, in haste. "Don't worry, just enjoy yourself." He told her, softly.

[Fade to Black - With faceless npc]

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[OOC: Kushin, this topic is for you man =D You can come in afterwards, or during, your choice! LOL!]
 

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It had been an interesting day. A couple of Kinjutsu surgeries had gone awry and he'd had a couple of deaths on the table. No biggie, it was to be expected, part and parcel with the danger level of going for a kinjutsu surgery. Of course it had absolutely nothing to do with one being a Yamanaka and the other being an Aburame. Nothing at all. Of course he'd made sure that their deaths would be of benefit to the longevity of the village and without their appalling mission success rates and failure to aid their companions when required would also likely help the surviving shinobi of Cloud live longer as well.

Life would go on and with the loss of two shinobi's lives Cloud was just that little bit stronger.

Opening the door to his office he witnessed a small spectacle on his desk.

Ignoring it he moved around and checked his desk for papers. Dammit they hadn't even had the decency to move his papers. He did hope that there weren't any liquids on any of them... well... for their sakes anyway.

Can I request you move to the floor please? I need access to my desk. Of course it went without saying that he had a frown on his face, he was irritated by this intrusion but in the end the man could be raping the girl for all Kushin cared. After all, half the time people knocked on his door and entered for whatever reason it was like they were raping his mind with incompetence. This was nothing more than that really.
 

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In the midst of everything, Sairasu was still very much aware of the person who had just entered the room. Though, he wasn't going to stop, but unfortunately once the man spoke, the woman freaked out, grabbed her cloths, and went running. He was angry, more so disappointed, but oh well. Grabbing for his shirt, he hid his manhood for a brief second. Still, he was naked as a jay bird. "If what the woman said was true, and this is the sennins office and that’s your desk, you must be the man in charge of this complex. May I say, you have some pretty easy nurses running around the joint. You’re an extremely lucky man." He said, as he walked over to a chair on the other side of the room. Sitting down and leaning back, with the shirt still hiding his more private parts, he continued to speak. ”My name is Taishou Sairasu, Medical Ninja with Tenure of the Hidden mist. And no worries, nothing a custodian couldn't clean up."<i></i> The man would be able to see the runic like tattoos all across his body, and the Lunar Cursed Seal Mark on his right arm in plain daylight.

Pausing before saying another word, he leaned forward. He was a little astonished as to how soft the cushion felt against his rear. "Truthfully, if you're who I think you are then maybe you can help me out. I'm seeking temporary employment during my stay here within the Hidden Cloud."<i></i> He told the man, waiting for a reply.

 

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Suddenly upon hearing his voice the girl started squirming, her eyes saw him and he could see the look of horror on her face. He wondered if she thought he was going to kill them, and he wouldn't lie and say that that hadn't crossed his mind, but in the end he didn't care enough to organize their deaths. She broke free from the man, grabbed her clothes and ran into the corridor. Kushin wondered if Keiji was around, he knew the boys propensity to enjoy a good perv.

While she made her way out the man was standing up straight and gathering his things, Kushin didn't really notice him much though, it was the papers on his desk he was more curious about. He moved around to his chair and began pulling papers around to re-organize the slight mess that the sex had made of the papers on his table.

Then words started coming from the man and Kushin closed his eyes for a moment, took a breath, and then continued doing what he was doing. Sex on the desk was fine, but don't think that it's okay to start having a conversation with him. The man didn't have an appointment with him, and this was not a way to get one. Kushin didn't reply, the words simply going in one ear and going out the other as his bullshit-o-meter allowed him to filter crap from his mind. Though what he did note was that the man was not very observant or else he'd have seen Kushin's ring, though the other option was that he didn't have huge faith in the institution of marriage and wouldn't have cared if he himself was married and was projecting his own thoughts onto Kushin.

The man sat down as Kushin placed the two jars on the desk, one atop a piece of paper, and another atop another. Both were blank, but then he slid one around before him, took up a pen and began writing. Kushin didn't need to do this. He usually let his jutsu write for him using the Ink element, this way it would simply write what he was thinking, yet he didn't want his mind to slip should the man before him say something which actually forced him to pay attention or get annoyed.

Then he effectively asked for employment.

Kushin began to realize this wasn't going to end anytime soon and sat back and looked at the man. The tattoo's and the cursed seal were there... neither impressed him nor did they make it further into his attention other than on the peripherals. Are you wanting to earn money so you can afford the pills which would help you out with that. He gestured to the mans groin area I noticed it wasn't so hard but had assumed that it might have been caused by my appearance rather than an inherent problem.
 

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Sairasu smiled a little bit, only because this man was a pure smartass, and a funny one at that. He was a busy body, something that was a good and a bad thing for a sennin to be. Regardless, he found it amusing so he’d entertain the idea a little. ”Ahahaha. I'm just not up to performing in front of an audience, plus she was rather.. comforting my friend. But, If you'd like I could show you why I don’t need pills. ” He told that man, joking hinting towards a personal encounter. "But then again, that ring on your finger most likely answers that."</B><i></i> He said. Suddenly, he grabbed his boxers off the floor with his toes, only to fling them into the air before dropping his shitt and quickly standing up to put his boxers back on.

<B>"On a more serious note, I’m seeking employment so I can purchase medical supplies, food, and supplies. You see, my home country fell to some natural disaster. I’m sure there’s some still there in need of medical aid, food, and supplies to keep warm until we can find them a new home. So, I’m willing to do what I need to do to make some money. Personally, I don’t like the work of a mercenary and I don’t like the idea of attacking villages, travelers, and innocent people for a living. I've been a medic for years, a combat medic and physician at that, so I’d like to put those skills to use here during my stay. If you allow me to, that is. Eventually I plan to head back and help out my people, of course, so it wouldn't be permanent." He said, as he began to gather the rest of his clothing.
 

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