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Training is good for the body, mind... and soul, right? Fri Sep 25, 2015 7:19 am
Jiongami
D-rank
{ Private / Training Strength Stat = E-0 to D-1 }
The physical force of a human being, only into greatened heights.
{ It was time to get stronger, all-around for a lightning archetype. }
The Land of Clouds, home of the Hidden Cloud. It was within these lands that the village was hidden on top of floating clouds in the sky. A range of rather tall and dangerous mountains surfaced around the village, the natural world around it acting like natural barriers to keep the unwanted away, with a series of clouds that hid the village appearance. It was within this village that a gaze of interest was set, a lone male walking the streets before making his way inside a bar that resided within the village as a means of providing alcohol to the masses in their off time after a hard day.
Stepping inside, Jiongami moved over to the bar itself and grabbed a stool before glancing over at some loud hoopla. Apparently there was some skeptical taking place and caused him to shift off of his stool and go take a look. It was about of arm wrestling, the 'manly' display of testing one’s strength against another. It triggered in his mind that he was slowly interested and kept watching as he saw two men struggle. Eventually the larger man won, as he slammed the others against the table. Cheers erupted and the winner called for another challenger. Jiongami smiled a small smile as he pushed through the crowd and took a seat, the cheers turning to snickers and quiet laughter.
The larger man said he didn't wanna hurt such a small and fragile thing, but Jiongami merely put his arm in position. Shrugging, the other man did the same as he locked hands with him. Both of their grips tightening down until both of their knuckles had turned white. A third man, the judge of these matches, placed his hand over theirs briefly before shouting for them to 'go' and pulled his hand away. Jiongami and his opponent both started pushing against the other as hard as they could. The male Wanderer could feel the muscles in his arm clench tightly as he pushed against the other man, even some muscles along his shoulder and down his back were starting to tighten up as he strained against him.
The contest was back and forth for a while as she pushed him one way then he did the same. It looked like an even match before he started to push him further and further back. In due time, his hand was slammed against the table and mixed reactions went through the onlookers. Claiming if he was weak from all the other matches, he stated he let Jiongami won which prompted him to tell him to move so the next person can sit down. The large man did so as another took his place, promising not to go easy on him as he clasped hands with him and they were about to begin. Like before, Jion's white knuckle grip pushed against the other mans as they kept a pretty even match going. Eventually Jiongami started to pour on the pressure as he pushed harder and harder, eventually slamming him into the table like before.
This time a chorus of cheers went up as some people started placing bets and the like. Jiongami didn't care about the money changing hands however, he had gotten more into the arm wrestling matches themselves. He saw them as a good way to test his own strength against others and see if his dominant arm (left arm) was still up to the task. When his next opponent sat down he offered his left hand instead of the right and Jiongami swapped out which was on the table. People started switching their bets around as they figured the male wandering gēnin wouldn't win, but as they clasped hands, he gave him a smirk like he had already won.
The referee placed his hand on this again, taking a moment to make sure both parties had their other hands in a place that wouldn't let them cheat before shouting for them to begin. Jiongami began pushing with all his might again, and to everyone's surprise, he managed to beat the lefty man much faster than he had the others. The left handed man got up with a frown on his face as he went to grab a beer while someone else took his place. These arm wrestling matches went on and on for a good while before the doors opened and Jiongami saw someone he did not recognize, but was interested in for a challenge. It was a man he’d never seen before, but his physique and posture was that of muscular brute thinking that he can win anything with brute strength. To much of Jiongami’s surprise, { This is going to be very exciting! }
Walking over, the large many took the empty seat across from Jiongami as he placed his hand up on the table. Jiongami grasped his hand which seemed to wrap entirely around her own, but a small smile came upon his face that no one had seen. People had already started betting everything they'd won on the big guy with only a few remaining on Jiongami's side as he felt his grip tighten. He was stronger than him, it was quite clear by his grip. But he wasn't about to back down without a proper test of his own physical strength.
The ref placed his hand on the large man’s hand, shouting for them to begin before yanking his hand away. The large man didn't hesitate to start putting everything he had against Jiongami as he strained to keep himself from getting slammed into the table from the very beginning. He felt his arm straining to keep up as he pushed against his toughest opponent yet. The muscles in his shoulder and back spasmed a little as he gritted his teeth and pushed with all his might, trying desperately to win the match.
The match lasted for quite some time as Jiongami refused to back down, slowly pushing him back up until they were on even 'footing' of sorts. His hand pushed against his with all its might as he slowly started to lower him down. Both of their hands were straining so hard, they started shaking the two opposing forces pushing against each other. In several moments, Jiongami finally placed his hand against the table as the crowd around them lost it. People swore, people cheered, but Jiongami felt his arm go numb as it collapsed against the table. The wandering male was drenched in hard sweat as he stood up. Heading to the door, he was not really the drinking type and decided to leave, knowing that his arm was gonna be sore, but stronger in the next few days.
“All in a day’s hard work if you ask me…”
{ WordCount: 1165 / 1075 }
The physical force of a human being, only into greatened heights.
{ It was time to get stronger, all-around for a lightning archetype. }
The Land of Clouds, home of the Hidden Cloud. It was within these lands that the village was hidden on top of floating clouds in the sky. A range of rather tall and dangerous mountains surfaced around the village, the natural world around it acting like natural barriers to keep the unwanted away, with a series of clouds that hid the village appearance. It was within this village that a gaze of interest was set, a lone male walking the streets before making his way inside a bar that resided within the village as a means of providing alcohol to the masses in their off time after a hard day.
Stepping inside, Jiongami moved over to the bar itself and grabbed a stool before glancing over at some loud hoopla. Apparently there was some skeptical taking place and caused him to shift off of his stool and go take a look. It was about of arm wrestling, the 'manly' display of testing one’s strength against another. It triggered in his mind that he was slowly interested and kept watching as he saw two men struggle. Eventually the larger man won, as he slammed the others against the table. Cheers erupted and the winner called for another challenger. Jiongami smiled a small smile as he pushed through the crowd and took a seat, the cheers turning to snickers and quiet laughter.
The larger man said he didn't wanna hurt such a small and fragile thing, but Jiongami merely put his arm in position. Shrugging, the other man did the same as he locked hands with him. Both of their grips tightening down until both of their knuckles had turned white. A third man, the judge of these matches, placed his hand over theirs briefly before shouting for them to 'go' and pulled his hand away. Jiongami and his opponent both started pushing against the other as hard as they could. The male Wanderer could feel the muscles in his arm clench tightly as he pushed against the other man, even some muscles along his shoulder and down his back were starting to tighten up as he strained against him.
The contest was back and forth for a while as she pushed him one way then he did the same. It looked like an even match before he started to push him further and further back. In due time, his hand was slammed against the table and mixed reactions went through the onlookers. Claiming if he was weak from all the other matches, he stated he let Jiongami won which prompted him to tell him to move so the next person can sit down. The large man did so as another took his place, promising not to go easy on him as he clasped hands with him and they were about to begin. Like before, Jion's white knuckle grip pushed against the other mans as they kept a pretty even match going. Eventually Jiongami started to pour on the pressure as he pushed harder and harder, eventually slamming him into the table like before.
This time a chorus of cheers went up as some people started placing bets and the like. Jiongami didn't care about the money changing hands however, he had gotten more into the arm wrestling matches themselves. He saw them as a good way to test his own strength against others and see if his dominant arm (left arm) was still up to the task. When his next opponent sat down he offered his left hand instead of the right and Jiongami swapped out which was on the table. People started switching their bets around as they figured the male wandering gēnin wouldn't win, but as they clasped hands, he gave him a smirk like he had already won.
The referee placed his hand on this again, taking a moment to make sure both parties had their other hands in a place that wouldn't let them cheat before shouting for them to begin. Jiongami began pushing with all his might again, and to everyone's surprise, he managed to beat the lefty man much faster than he had the others. The left handed man got up with a frown on his face as he went to grab a beer while someone else took his place. These arm wrestling matches went on and on for a good while before the doors opened and Jiongami saw someone he did not recognize, but was interested in for a challenge. It was a man he’d never seen before, but his physique and posture was that of muscular brute thinking that he can win anything with brute strength. To much of Jiongami’s surprise, { This is going to be very exciting! }
Walking over, the large many took the empty seat across from Jiongami as he placed his hand up on the table. Jiongami grasped his hand which seemed to wrap entirely around her own, but a small smile came upon his face that no one had seen. People had already started betting everything they'd won on the big guy with only a few remaining on Jiongami's side as he felt his grip tighten. He was stronger than him, it was quite clear by his grip. But he wasn't about to back down without a proper test of his own physical strength.
The ref placed his hand on the large man’s hand, shouting for them to begin before yanking his hand away. The large man didn't hesitate to start putting everything he had against Jiongami as he strained to keep himself from getting slammed into the table from the very beginning. He felt his arm straining to keep up as he pushed against his toughest opponent yet. The muscles in his shoulder and back spasmed a little as he gritted his teeth and pushed with all his might, trying desperately to win the match.
The match lasted for quite some time as Jiongami refused to back down, slowly pushing him back up until they were on even 'footing' of sorts. His hand pushed against his with all its might as he slowly started to lower him down. Both of their hands were straining so hard, they started shaking the two opposing forces pushing against each other. In several moments, Jiongami finally placed his hand against the table as the crowd around them lost it. People swore, people cheered, but Jiongami felt his arm go numb as it collapsed against the table. The wandering male was drenched in hard sweat as he stood up. Heading to the door, he was not really the drinking type and decided to leave, knowing that his arm was gonna be sore, but stronger in the next few days.
“All in a day’s hard work if you ask me…”
{ WordCount: 1165 / 1075 }
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