1 La-La Land: A Last Ditch Effort at Training [Solo] Tue Aug 05, 2014 3:10 pm
Zhuge Shin
D-rank
The imagination truly was a wonderful thing. Honestly, it could accomplish so much - it was the basis of progress, of new inventions, of scientific theorems and one of the things that made humans so unique. Well, that last bit Zhuge wasn't too sure of. Did animals have imaginations? Some of them could dream, so maybe. He would add that tot the list of medical things that he wanted to experiment on in the near and/or far future maybe possibly. He would put it right under "find out the multiple uses of dolphin tonsils in terms of nutritional purposes." How he had ever wondered what the answer to that was was still a mystery to him. Then again, truth be told, despite being a medic and knowing the exact extent of damage caused by drugs and smoking, he didn't really take care of himself all that much. He figured that he would eventually find a way to fix the damage he had caused himself in the first place. Maybe he could find a way to perform an organ transplant on himself. He added that to the list of things that he wanted to perform an investigation on as well.
It was likely because of these bad habits and his all around cold and uncaring nature that he was terribly terribly under prepared for the upcoming Chuunin Exams. Terribly. As in it was at this point guaranteed that he was going to get his ass kicked straight to next Sunday. Albeit, he cared little about the promotion - though he had heard something about a cash prize that intrigued him quite lot. Nevertheless, he didn't want to look like an idiot. There had to be something that he could do, some way that he could cram in several months worth of training into a few hours... right?
That was the predicament that was at the top of his list of investigations at the moment. It had been bumped up due to the urgent nature that it had to it. Would he succeed? Not a chance in hell. He knew that already. But that didn't stop him from trying. Something about scientific minds and not giving up and some such bull shit. It made him wonder why he had signed up for the god forsaken exams in the first place. He only remembered it being a good idea at the time. Oh right, he wanted to scout the next generation of doujutsu users. Best case scenario he could start off his precious collection. A guy could only dream.
In the meantime, here he was, in Takigakure already, bathing under the shining sun and the clear blue skies. The weather was lovely, he'd admit that much. Currently, he was lying face up on a patch of grass in what seemed to be a labyrinth. He had gotten himself lost in it on purpose in order to get some privacy. The main areas of the village were bustling with people roaming around the markets and the city. Apparently, hosting the Chuunin Exams made the place a tourist attraction. He also guessed some of the people there were participants, but he couldn't really fathom an Exam where there were one hundred plus participants. He really really hoped to whatever deity that existed - if there was one in the first place - that that wasn't the case.
He let a sigh escape his lips. So far, he had drawn a blank. No ideas had come up. Maybe he could... Maybe... Hm... It was a long shot, but it could possibly work. That, or it could very well be the equivalent of an acid trip gone wrong. Well, he wouldn't get any answers by just lying there and waiting, would he?
Sitting up, Zhuge Shin placed himself in a lotus position. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate on the contents of his own mind. The key, first of all, was to clear himself of any thoughts, to find himself adrift within his own existence. After a few minutes, he began to lose his sense of time. He could feel the energy coursing through his body. Time to tap into the darkest corners of his own mind and try not to end up driving himself insane.
"Here goes nothing."
[Speed E to E2: 225/225]
[Speed E2 to E3: 48/225]
[Strength E to E2: 225/225]
[Reaction Time E to E2: 225/225]
It was likely because of these bad habits and his all around cold and uncaring nature that he was terribly terribly under prepared for the upcoming Chuunin Exams. Terribly. As in it was at this point guaranteed that he was going to get his ass kicked straight to next Sunday. Albeit, he cared little about the promotion - though he had heard something about a cash prize that intrigued him quite lot. Nevertheless, he didn't want to look like an idiot. There had to be something that he could do, some way that he could cram in several months worth of training into a few hours... right?
That was the predicament that was at the top of his list of investigations at the moment. It had been bumped up due to the urgent nature that it had to it. Would he succeed? Not a chance in hell. He knew that already. But that didn't stop him from trying. Something about scientific minds and not giving up and some such bull shit. It made him wonder why he had signed up for the god forsaken exams in the first place. He only remembered it being a good idea at the time. Oh right, he wanted to scout the next generation of doujutsu users. Best case scenario he could start off his precious collection. A guy could only dream.
In the meantime, here he was, in Takigakure already, bathing under the shining sun and the clear blue skies. The weather was lovely, he'd admit that much. Currently, he was lying face up on a patch of grass in what seemed to be a labyrinth. He had gotten himself lost in it on purpose in order to get some privacy. The main areas of the village were bustling with people roaming around the markets and the city. Apparently, hosting the Chuunin Exams made the place a tourist attraction. He also guessed some of the people there were participants, but he couldn't really fathom an Exam where there were one hundred plus participants. He really really hoped to whatever deity that existed - if there was one in the first place - that that wasn't the case.
He let a sigh escape his lips. So far, he had drawn a blank. No ideas had come up. Maybe he could... Maybe... Hm... It was a long shot, but it could possibly work. That, or it could very well be the equivalent of an acid trip gone wrong. Well, he wouldn't get any answers by just lying there and waiting, would he?
Sitting up, Zhuge Shin placed himself in a lotus position. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate on the contents of his own mind. The key, first of all, was to clear himself of any thoughts, to find himself adrift within his own existence. After a few minutes, he began to lose his sense of time. He could feel the energy coursing through his body. Time to tap into the darkest corners of his own mind and try not to end up driving himself insane.
"Here goes nothing."
[Speed E to E2: 225/225]
[Speed E2 to E3: 48/225]
[Strength E to E2: 225/225]
[Reaction Time E to E2: 225/225]