1 Time in Memorium[Training/All Stats E-E~3 Tue Jul 05, 2016 4:37 pm
Maikumaru
A-rank
Maikeru took a deep breathe of the fresh mountain air. Maikeru was taught by his late guardian, mentor, and business partner, Takehare, the best place to increase all physical prowess was in the solitude and comfort of the wilderness. Void of any and all detractions, where its just him vs himself (and the great mother nature herself.) The environment was rugged, and filled with tumbling rocks and boulders. Maikeru took it all in from the bottom of the mountain. The very tall mountain was a natural skyscraper that even surpassed Amegakure's buildings. It was all so exciting. The first thing he wanted to do was increase his physical strength. "And the first thing I will do, " be began "Is climb this mountain."
Maikeru immediately jumped up onto the first rock he could grab. His hands clamped down on them, and his feet hoisted himself up. Maikeru did jumped to reach another ledge, gripping onto it. Maikeru finally reached a larger ledge good for him to sit on. He placed hi.self onto it, and took a deep breath. His mind started to wander back to the thoughts of Takehare, and how he had met him.
Maikeru lied there in the cold, wooden, splintered floor. His hardly made a single noise, sometimes wouldn't so much as breathe, scared that even THAT may offend the Fashionista. He just kept quiet as much as possible. He heard the cries of another child. "No please I'm sorry!" The head shake of a sword bearing man was seen by Maikeru, who only moved his eyes to look on him, not his head. They were supposed to be lying down. "When we say it's time to lay down for the day it's time to lay down for the day." He opened the door to the dark cold winds of the outside. It was the night time and and the snow was just about at its worst. "If Lord Hashim forgives you, you will live by the mourning." He threw the kid outside in the harsh weather and shut the door. Loud bangs and sobs could be heard. "Please! Please let me back in I'll go to sleep! Please it's cold out hear! I'll do anything! I d-don't...d-don't to...die." Maikeru's eye twitched at the stuttering sounds of the young boy could be heard. "I-I-I never..even got...to meat....my parents." Maikeru ears a sick this in the snow, hinting that he'd already passed out. Maikeru's eye twitched in horror. This was becoming a norm. Maikeru knew in time he would end up just like those children. The many who have been down horrible things too. Maikeru eventually fell asleep, hoping his tumbling around in his sleep wouldn't be noticed by the Jashinists. The next morning Maikeru woke up early. He was in the same position he was when he was asleep....good. Maikeru was prepared for another day of somberness. He was so sick of living his days like this. Poor conditions, malnourishment, and harsh treatment. Maikeru peered over to the knife that the Jashinists kept on the floor. A few kids have tried fighting them with it...none of them lived. Some of their blood still plaster the wall. Maikeru wouldn't even think about fighting them. They would kill him. And it would give them a tremendous amount of satisfaction. Satisfaction Maikeru did not want to give. He saw that the other Jashinists were sleeping on the floor. He reached for the knife. This would all be over...no more suffering....or pain....Maikeru didn't have to endure it anymore. At that moment a bang was at the door. Than, a fist plummeted through, creating a hole. Maikeru blinked, frightened who had interrupted him. Everyone woke up to see what the commotion was. A man stood at the door. He was tall, muscular, but out of all he was angry. He look around. "Oh my...you BASTARTDS!" One of the Jashinists stood up. He was the weakest of them all. "YOU DARE DESTROY THE PROPERTY OF THE TEMPLE OF JASHIN!!??!?" He grabbed his katana, and rushed for the man. The Man slapped the sword out of his hand, and grabbed him by the neck. He lift him up. The man's face scrunched for a brief moment as a snap could be heard. He threw the man across the one room shack, and created a hole in the wall. "Kids...come here." They all gathered around him. He formed many different hand gestures. "Fire Style: Warm Embrace." At that moment, Maikeru's body heated up, and the cold from the draft. "You kids go outside. The cold won't affect you." They all went out side. Maikeru watched from the space which used to hold the door. "HOW DARE YOU CORRUPT THE CHILDREN OF JASHIN!!!" The man scoffed. "You call this a temple. Earth Style: Quake." He smashed his fist into the floor. The entire shack started to vigorously shake than collapse. The entire shack was in rubble. As well as the memories. Maikeru watched. A smile crept on his face. He hadn't smiled in such a long time. The Jashinists bared there weapons, their minds filled with rage and anger. They all charged at him. The staff Jashinist swung his staff at him. The man grabbed it, and as one with an ax came down on him, he pulled back, tugging the staff so the staffman would be in the place he was. The axman slashed off hthe staffman's arms. The axman didn't even give his fellow Jashinist a second glance. Maikeru watched in awe. The man made a powerful have forward. When the axman decided to block,the man broke the handle, and dove his fist into his chest, and roughly removed it out. He stared at the last Jashinist with bladed gauntlets. He was the strongest and the worst. He struck a battle stance "give me your best shot, heathen!" The man smirked. "Well, it's certainly not my BEST shot but..." he placed two fingers above his mouth and blew out a spectacular torrent of fire, burning him to a crisp, charred corpse. All the children cheered. Maikeru sighed. "It's over...it's finally over."
From that on, Maikeru insisted on Takehare become his legal guardian. On the way back to Subs to have the other kids finalized into a proper orphanage, Maikeru persisted on Takehare taking him on his mercenary adventures. Maikeru smiled and continued to climb the tall mountain
WC 1081 Strength E->E~3 [only 450 counts to training]
Maikeru immediately jumped up onto the first rock he could grab. His hands clamped down on them, and his feet hoisted himself up. Maikeru did jumped to reach another ledge, gripping onto it. Maikeru finally reached a larger ledge good for him to sit on. He placed hi.self onto it, and took a deep breath. His mind started to wander back to the thoughts of Takehare, and how he had met him.
Maikeru lied there in the cold, wooden, splintered floor. His hardly made a single noise, sometimes wouldn't so much as breathe, scared that even THAT may offend the Fashionista. He just kept quiet as much as possible. He heard the cries of another child. "No please I'm sorry!" The head shake of a sword bearing man was seen by Maikeru, who only moved his eyes to look on him, not his head. They were supposed to be lying down. "When we say it's time to lay down for the day it's time to lay down for the day." He opened the door to the dark cold winds of the outside. It was the night time and and the snow was just about at its worst. "If Lord Hashim forgives you, you will live by the mourning." He threw the kid outside in the harsh weather and shut the door. Loud bangs and sobs could be heard. "Please! Please let me back in I'll go to sleep! Please it's cold out hear! I'll do anything! I d-don't...d-don't to...die." Maikeru's eye twitched at the stuttering sounds of the young boy could be heard. "I-I-I never..even got...to meat....my parents." Maikeru ears a sick this in the snow, hinting that he'd already passed out. Maikeru's eye twitched in horror. This was becoming a norm. Maikeru knew in time he would end up just like those children. The many who have been down horrible things too. Maikeru eventually fell asleep, hoping his tumbling around in his sleep wouldn't be noticed by the Jashinists. The next morning Maikeru woke up early. He was in the same position he was when he was asleep....good. Maikeru was prepared for another day of somberness. He was so sick of living his days like this. Poor conditions, malnourishment, and harsh treatment. Maikeru peered over to the knife that the Jashinists kept on the floor. A few kids have tried fighting them with it...none of them lived. Some of their blood still plaster the wall. Maikeru wouldn't even think about fighting them. They would kill him. And it would give them a tremendous amount of satisfaction. Satisfaction Maikeru did not want to give. He saw that the other Jashinists were sleeping on the floor. He reached for the knife. This would all be over...no more suffering....or pain....Maikeru didn't have to endure it anymore. At that moment a bang was at the door. Than, a fist plummeted through, creating a hole. Maikeru blinked, frightened who had interrupted him. Everyone woke up to see what the commotion was. A man stood at the door. He was tall, muscular, but out of all he was angry. He look around. "Oh my...you BASTARTDS!" One of the Jashinists stood up. He was the weakest of them all. "YOU DARE DESTROY THE PROPERTY OF THE TEMPLE OF JASHIN!!??!?" He grabbed his katana, and rushed for the man. The Man slapped the sword out of his hand, and grabbed him by the neck. He lift him up. The man's face scrunched for a brief moment as a snap could be heard. He threw the man across the one room shack, and created a hole in the wall. "Kids...come here." They all gathered around him. He formed many different hand gestures. "Fire Style: Warm Embrace." At that moment, Maikeru's body heated up, and the cold from the draft. "You kids go outside. The cold won't affect you." They all went out side. Maikeru watched from the space which used to hold the door. "HOW DARE YOU CORRUPT THE CHILDREN OF JASHIN!!!" The man scoffed. "You call this a temple. Earth Style: Quake." He smashed his fist into the floor. The entire shack started to vigorously shake than collapse. The entire shack was in rubble. As well as the memories. Maikeru watched. A smile crept on his face. He hadn't smiled in such a long time. The Jashinists bared there weapons, their minds filled with rage and anger. They all charged at him. The staff Jashinist swung his staff at him. The man grabbed it, and as one with an ax came down on him, he pulled back, tugging the staff so the staffman would be in the place he was. The axman slashed off hthe staffman's arms. The axman didn't even give his fellow Jashinist a second glance. Maikeru watched in awe. The man made a powerful have forward. When the axman decided to block,the man broke the handle, and dove his fist into his chest, and roughly removed it out. He stared at the last Jashinist with bladed gauntlets. He was the strongest and the worst. He struck a battle stance "give me your best shot, heathen!" The man smirked. "Well, it's certainly not my BEST shot but..." he placed two fingers above his mouth and blew out a spectacular torrent of fire, burning him to a crisp, charred corpse. All the children cheered. Maikeru sighed. "It's over...it's finally over."
From that on, Maikeru insisted on Takehare become his legal guardian. On the way back to Subs to have the other kids finalized into a proper orphanage, Maikeru persisted on Takehare taking him on his mercenary adventures. Maikeru smiled and continued to climb the tall mountain
WC 1081 Strength E->E~3 [only 450 counts to training]
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