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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Mission there's a shark in the sand dunes
- Thread starter Komorebi Rin
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Shimazaki stood alone, the rest of the traders' caravan strewn out in various states of paralysis with weak groans that sounded back at her. It couldn't be a group, in total, bigger than 4 - 2 traders, a merchant overseer, and she as the hired muscle. They had long fallen; not mortally, but out of commission to do more than lay against the carts and wait for aid. Their actual transportation was largely untouched, but that was served only by her efforts - and she wasn't much better for the wear. A gash on her arm leaking fresh blood to pocketmark the sand she doubled over with uneasy red. The young beast's venom hadn't taken hold in her like it had the others, but her inexperience in anything more than scaring off the common bandit was enough of a stopper. She was struggling to hold onto consciousness. The assistance from Sunagakure had to be arriving soon; her swordsmanship couldn't keep up with the skitter of the monster, not while also watching out for those glistened fangs and sustaining the wounds she was. She brandished her blade once more, staring down the impassive basilisk with a glare from deep blue to sickly yellow --
and collapsed onto her knees the moment she heard the arrival of the shinobi. This would be their savior -- a child, really - or - something? He was something both grotesque and majestic - a creation in accordance of both life's beauty and horror. She watched him with strained, squinting eyes, red hair strewn with sweat as she searched his 'face' for any sense of ... valiance? It didn't matter. She wasn't too big to accept his help, and no one else in company was in a position to deny him. Maybe he would be better suited to the feral scrape. She grunted, a trembling arm planting her sword in the sand, and motioned at the basilisk that darted between them with a beady, hungry gaze. "Its venom. It paralyzes you. It's not ... not big enough to petrify you, but it'll hurt if it bites you. You got that? Please," her throat was raw from so long under heat and exertion, "take care of it. Sora will owe the village of the Sands." There was no room for pleasantries. A beast bore itself at Samezuka in a deadly scamper, tearing through the sand to fight kin - monster on monster, fire with fire. What would he do?
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It'd been a while since he'd have to fight something that wasn't a human in this ecosystem, him and Fuku travelled together with the bat like usual nestled in his hair. His skin was becoming more used to Sunagakure's climate so it was not as much as an issue. His shark forehead still moist he felt fighting fit and ready to take on the challenge of today, he was feeling... hungry. He would steadily walk up towards the scene of the... crime? The only thing he had carried with him was his large pack mostly full of bottled water... and his of course his signature trunks, it looked as if the creature that caused this had been some what fended off by this woman. With his sharp teeth he would open a wide smile before pointing out a thumbs up in her general direction, "I hrave grot thris! Rerst!" He fiddled around with his pack's straps before finally getting it off and throwing it to the woman's feet, he made a mental note of what she had said, the only type of venom he had dabbled with was one's belonging to creatures of the deep.
Turning to face the monster he'd never quite seen anything like it, getting in to a much more feral position he pounced down on all fours Hoji and Fuku using feral shift from inuzuka bloodline, Fuku flying from out of his hair right above his companion, a miniature screech echoing out to the Basilisk in an attempt to get it's attention. In truth their fighting strategy had changed quite a bit, Hoji alone was practically the same however Fuku had gained a new skill which would prove fruitful in taking on different types of opponents.
Letting out a sharp, viscious growl he would slowly begin to stare down the Basilisk, showing an aggressive stance, although his malicious scowl would slowly turn to a insatiable hunger, as drool leaked from both his and Fuku's mouths. The thrill of the hunt was... uplifting as if it brought an animalistic energy to the two. Using Vicious Hunger - Buffing Taijutsu on both Hoji and Fuku The time to strike was now, and as a previous predator in his last ecosystem he knew when to attack. Allowing Fuku to make the first strike, the small creature flew in to the air raining down an aerial assault of small beams of sound from their large ears at the Basilisk. Whilst Hoji would take to the front lines sprinting with desperation to attack right towards the beast his jaw widening pouncing in to the air before coming down on the beast, as he would attempt to cut the reptile twice in quick succession with his sharp teeth.
WC: 454/1100
TWC: 454/1100
Turning to face the monster he'd never quite seen anything like it, getting in to a much more feral position he pounced down on all fours Hoji and Fuku using feral shift from inuzuka bloodline, Fuku flying from out of his hair right above his companion, a miniature screech echoing out to the Basilisk in an attempt to get it's attention. In truth their fighting strategy had changed quite a bit, Hoji alone was practically the same however Fuku had gained a new skill which would prove fruitful in taking on different types of opponents.
Letting out a sharp, viscious growl he would slowly begin to stare down the Basilisk, showing an aggressive stance, although his malicious scowl would slowly turn to a insatiable hunger, as drool leaked from both his and Fuku's mouths. The thrill of the hunt was... uplifting as if it brought an animalistic energy to the two. Using Vicious Hunger - Buffing Taijutsu on both Hoji and Fuku The time to strike was now, and as a previous predator in his last ecosystem he knew when to attack. Allowing Fuku to make the first strike, the small creature flew in to the air raining down an aerial assault of small beams of sound from their large ears at the Basilisk. Whilst Hoji would take to the front lines sprinting with desperation to attack right towards the beast his jaw widening pouncing in to the air before coming down on the beast, as he would attempt to cut the reptile twice in quick succession with his sharp teeth.
WC: 454/1100
TWC: 454/1100
Shimazaki for her part counted herself out of the fight; this had gone over her pay grade, and she was no shinobi. A hired hand had dealt that hand to her abilities and was shuffling off to lean against the side of the caravan, allowing the hybrid creature its ... well, its ... fun? She would rest her eyes between squinted blinks to watch his fight, sword planted defensively in grit afore her. This was fine. Yeah, this was fine. He had said he 'had this.' Sort of! She likened herself to guarding his pack at this point: and to the merit of the ninja and his companion, they jumped into the fight with something of a practiced aplomb.
Fuku's deception worked magnificently on the animal - why would it expect a distraction from such piercing noise? It whipped its head to find the source of the irritating sound and lash out its tongue, an aggravated assault that only lasted as long before the boy called its attention back. It hrrkd, stamping scaly feet, and dug in - snarling at the return fire from the little batbeast that seemed to both unsettle and dislodge the Basilisk from the sand, freeing it for Hoji's surprise follow-up. The shark clocked it with his jaws, tearing through a disoriented pound of basilisk flesh still rattled from the shake of the soundwaves. The Basilisk fell from Hoji's teeth with desperate squirming and a gargled yelp, thrashing to dislodge itself with the panicked drubbing of a wild beast and scrabble back some hold from the unfortunance.
When it made it back to the sand it would dig in and scurry through the dunes in a relocation, trailing its blood an easy arrow pointing back towards its every escape route. It would not, however, run. It was not yet prey. If the shark had to bite it, it could bite the shark. A very simple line of thinking, and also its victory condition as a venomous varmint. It would therefore - if it somehow got the surprise on the two - launch itself from the strand behind Hoji in a bid to snap its teeth into him. Grrroarck!
[ basilisk venom from teeth attacks only ]
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Fuku would carefully scan the basilisk from the safety of the air after shooting out his volley of sound waves, however he couldn’t have accounted for the reptile’s reach. Its tongue swatting the small bat out of the air as he tumbled towards the ground, falling down in a matter of seconds. As he fell helplessly through the air the contract would remember the two’s training they had worked on together, when hunting a pack of dune rabbits, that was what led for them to divide their strategy. He wasn’t about to be taken for granted and bow out of the fight just yet, regaining his balance moments before he would hit the sand he managed to swoop himself upwards taking back to the sky as the shark child would rush forwards on the offensive.
Hoji’s sharp teeth seemed to connect as he ripped off a piece of the beast, swallowing as much as he could in this short time it gave him strength as he could feel himself absorb the chakra from the body part. However unfortunately whilst he was used to prey in the wild squirming and struggling in desperate attempts to escape his grasp. This one was far larger and stronger than his average prey and as luck would have it, one of its appendages in the scuffle would slam straight in to his Crown Jewels. Recoiling in pain he stumbled back holding on them tightly, wincing as he shook his head before falling flat on to the ground with his bottom up to the sky. “Ouurrch!! Thris is… aaaaaaargh..!!” He’d never quite experienced something like this but there was a first time for everything, unfortunately his inexperience and the amount of shock coursing through his body allowed for him to lose track of the Basilisk.
Rolling around on the ground in agony, his head would land on a particularly moist piece of sand, jolting his head up in confusion he’d slowly get up two on his own two legs whilst still keeping his hands protecting his damaged treasure. It seemed like its injury had caused it to be easy to track however only for so long, as it would appear to disappear in the sand. Him and Fuku would reconnect, the two back to back with each other glancing around for any sign of life. Although it seemed as if from under his very nose the creature would dive between them, very clearly using Hoji as its target. It was way too close for him to dodge, no, there was only one thing that he could do. The cyan bat flew back away from the attack letting out a screech from its mouth, this one not being destructive but actually communication. ‘Same! Whatever happens I gotcha, promise!’ As a Samezuka him and his companion were able to converse to each other even with the use of animal sounds.
The Basilisk’s jaw would dig in to the Hoji’s side, it’s paralysis beginning to briefly enter his body, however Hoji would wrap all of his limbs around the monster, responding with a deep ripping crunch of his own as he would try to tear in to the reptile’s neck. It would turn in to a tug of war in who was going to give up first, however fortunately for him… unlike this species that prefers to travel alone. He had his dear companion. Fuku would rain hell fire down, unlike the last few meek sound waves from his ears a far larger one would launch out straight towards the sky, and if Hoji managed to keep the reptile still long enough it would crash down on the beast.
WC: 609
TWC: 1063/1100
Hoji’s sharp teeth seemed to connect as he ripped off a piece of the beast, swallowing as much as he could in this short time it gave him strength as he could feel himself absorb the chakra from the body part. However unfortunately whilst he was used to prey in the wild squirming and struggling in desperate attempts to escape his grasp. This one was far larger and stronger than his average prey and as luck would have it, one of its appendages in the scuffle would slam straight in to his Crown Jewels. Recoiling in pain he stumbled back holding on them tightly, wincing as he shook his head before falling flat on to the ground with his bottom up to the sky. “Ouurrch!! Thris is… aaaaaaargh..!!” He’d never quite experienced something like this but there was a first time for everything, unfortunately his inexperience and the amount of shock coursing through his body allowed for him to lose track of the Basilisk.
Rolling around on the ground in agony, his head would land on a particularly moist piece of sand, jolting his head up in confusion he’d slowly get up two on his own two legs whilst still keeping his hands protecting his damaged treasure. It seemed like its injury had caused it to be easy to track however only for so long, as it would appear to disappear in the sand. Him and Fuku would reconnect, the two back to back with each other glancing around for any sign of life. Although it seemed as if from under his very nose the creature would dive between them, very clearly using Hoji as its target. It was way too close for him to dodge, no, there was only one thing that he could do. The cyan bat flew back away from the attack letting out a screech from its mouth, this one not being destructive but actually communication. ‘Same! Whatever happens I gotcha, promise!’ As a Samezuka him and his companion were able to converse to each other even with the use of animal sounds.
The Basilisk’s jaw would dig in to the Hoji’s side, it’s paralysis beginning to briefly enter his body, however Hoji would wrap all of his limbs around the monster, responding with a deep ripping crunch of his own as he would try to tear in to the reptile’s neck. It would turn in to a tug of war in who was going to give up first, however fortunately for him… unlike this species that prefers to travel alone. He had his dear companion. Fuku would rain hell fire down, unlike the last few meek sound waves from his ears a far larger one would launch out straight towards the sky, and if Hoji managed to keep the reptile still long enough it would crash down on the beast.
WC: 609
TWC: 1063/1100
The basilisk was out of options or room to experiment further with this hunt - the jaws of a shark around its fat, scaly neck, tearing into quickly bloodied flesh that vibrated beneath Hoji's attack. He would thrash, hiss, snarl, yelp - no sound could draw sympathy nor fear from the young Shinobi, not while his muzzle stained with its ichor, steaming in trails down his chin. These were soon drowned out in any case by Fuku's ecstatic follow-up in the dynamic duo's style - a true display of trust, faith and friendship between the two in a bond no wild beast could hope to break. The Basilisk had never known such kindred. It had never had such family. Abandoned younger than this by its mother and siblings for its runty shape & nature, it was left to forage in the poor, honest work of paralyzing and eating passersby that crossed its lonely dunes. Oh, how it missed the smell of the city ... the muck of the swamp ... Oh, just one more chance to hunt within murky waters sliming to its scales ...
It rattled its tongue in a death kneel as more blood gushed over and into Hojirozame's fanged mouth, the pitched burst from Fuku's targetted scream - with all the power and determination behind it - discombobulating what remained of the Basilisk's little lizard brain. It limbs seized in and tightened retribution, one last desperate attempt to take the predator down with unlikely prey, before every muscle slowly slacked 'til clawtips sunk from Hoji's shoulder in a failed final scratch. It groaned out low and long, yellow eyes glassing with every slow blink and the limp appendage of its tongue slipping to the side down its choked mouth. Within moments longer, it was dead. Hoji had defeated the beast of terror!
Shimazaki, labored in her breathing, and the three other trader-representatives present around the caravan (likewise holding themselves and gasping) would all watch wide-eyed. A look between amazement and fear. A look upon the young man with a shark bill for a forehead, mouth dripping with basilisk, bathed in the harsh desert sun until he practically glowed red. Fuku's eager chirping would be their only grasp on his morality - that, perhaps, it didn't matter if he looked a worse beast than one he had just shredded. What mattered is he did it for them - and Shimazaki, at least, would recognize and appreciate this with a wry chuckle. "Good work, Shinobi. I was ... haha. I was nervous when I saw a little guy like you show up," playful ribbing, as if to distract from his visage otherwise, "but you really pulled through." She nodded over to Fuku, intent to give the cyan bat his kudos. "Both of you. Now ... now we just need to ..."
She was moments from collapsing as well, struggling to stand with the assistance of her plunged sword. Another chorus of groans from the tradesmen. A grunt from her. Hoji's task would only be complete if he led them back safely to Suna - was he able, in this aftermath?
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It rattled its tongue in a death kneel as more blood gushed over and into Hojirozame's fanged mouth, the pitched burst from Fuku's targetted scream - with all the power and determination behind it - discombobulating what remained of the Basilisk's little lizard brain. It limbs seized in and tightened retribution, one last desperate attempt to take the predator down with unlikely prey, before every muscle slowly slacked 'til clawtips sunk from Hoji's shoulder in a failed final scratch. It groaned out low and long, yellow eyes glassing with every slow blink and the limp appendage of its tongue slipping to the side down its choked mouth. Within moments longer, it was dead. Hoji had defeated the beast of terror!
Shimazaki, labored in her breathing, and the three other trader-representatives present around the caravan (likewise holding themselves and gasping) would all watch wide-eyed. A look between amazement and fear. A look upon the young man with a shark bill for a forehead, mouth dripping with basilisk, bathed in the harsh desert sun until he practically glowed red. Fuku's eager chirping would be their only grasp on his morality - that, perhaps, it didn't matter if he looked a worse beast than one he had just shredded. What mattered is he did it for them - and Shimazaki, at least, would recognize and appreciate this with a wry chuckle. "Good work, Shinobi. I was ... haha. I was nervous when I saw a little guy like you show up," playful ribbing, as if to distract from his visage otherwise, "but you really pulled through." She nodded over to Fuku, intent to give the cyan bat his kudos. "Both of you. Now ... now we just need to ..."
She was moments from collapsing as well, struggling to stand with the assistance of her plunged sword. Another chorus of groans from the tradesmen. A grunt from her. Hoji's task would only be complete if he led them back safely to Suna - was he able, in this aftermath?
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Struggling against the beast he continued to keep his teeth sunken in until the very end, despite the beast's reckless thrashing and the damage it was causing Hoji he couldn't help but want to taste it's rough and bloody neck meat. Fuku attack seemed to land perfectly as he managed to pin it down for long enough and as it would now show it's final gambit by then Hoji was ready for it's attacks, unclenching his legs and arms he would kick the ground below the two to shoot out from underneath the basilisk, skidding across the sand on his back before scrambling up to his own two legs as if ready to pounce again. However by then it seems that the battle had already been won, the basilisk's final bit of life slipping out from it's mouth in a low groan, the Samezuka duo wasted no time in hurrying to grab their reward in terms of the free meal. However whilst Hoji would be neck and neck racing Fuku to the feast, he grabbed his side in pain, a mix of pain and numbness would intertwine to cause an unpleasant feeling he could stand but this definitely was the last fight he wanted to be in for today.
"Uuurhm yrou cran eat Fuku! Grrrreat jrob!" He'd beam his derpy wide smile towards his bat contract before turning over with the same expression to the merchants and their escort, a rather stark contrast between his facial expression, and his blood stained face, dripping down on to his chest with pieces of flesh littered about all over him. It was quite a horrific sight yet he was happy, believe it or not he hadn't been in many if any fights where he'd been attacked. So it was quite an ego boost for the little critter and his companion. He'd manage to catch Shimazaki before she hit the ground he was tired but the two still had to get these guys back safe and sound. "Thranks! We ur we wrill take it from here!" Carrying his same smile at the near unconscious woman he would turn to the others, bringing them all one by one in to the caravan. Once the bat finished his meal the two would escort them back to Sunagakure, all goods still secured and Fuku's belly full.
WC: 389
TWC:1452/1100
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"Uuurhm yrou cran eat Fuku! Grrrreat jrob!" He'd beam his derpy wide smile towards his bat contract before turning over with the same expression to the merchants and their escort, a rather stark contrast between his facial expression, and his blood stained face, dripping down on to his chest with pieces of flesh littered about all over him. It was quite a horrific sight yet he was happy, believe it or not he hadn't been in many if any fights where he'd been attacked. So it was quite an ego boost for the little critter and his companion. He'd manage to catch Shimazaki before she hit the ground he was tired but the two still had to get these guys back safe and sound. "Thranks! We ur we wrill take it from here!" Carrying his same smile at the near unconscious woman he would turn to the others, bringing them all one by one in to the caravan. Once the bat finished his meal the two would escort them back to Sunagakure, all goods still secured and Fuku's belly full.
WC: 389
TWC:1452/1100
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