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Takao
S-rank
- Information:
- Mission name: Exhibition Match!
Mission rank: C-(S)
Objective: Fight for the crowd’s amusement!
Location: Kumogakure no Sato Arenas
Reward: Standard Ryo Payout + 5 EP
Mission Description: Before the Semi Finals came to pass, villages were approached to put some of their best and finest up against those of another, be they former contenders or no. All for the joy of the crowd. These fights may take place in any of the three prior arenas, or the Semi finals arena.
Mission Details: Two / Three ninja (must be PC's) square off against one another in the ring in an exciting and thrilling free for all, they must be of equal rank or up to one rank lower or higher than one another in order to compete against each other. The standard 24 hour posting rule without notice applies.
This mission by definition is considered a social and is completed at the highest rank the group is able to accomplish as if they were doing a mission together (ie, if both opponents are A rank, this mission counts as an S rank mission and requires the WC as such.) This mission can only be completed once per ninja. Enjoy!ARENABattle on the Bridge:
Bridges are a common sight in Kumogakure, where one might liken the city sections hanging atop their tall spires as islands amongst a hanging archipelago. However, one of the bridges in particular has been rigged for the event. Beginning as a 15.5m wide and 150m long bridge with a small 5m radii pagoda in its center, the bridge holds a nasty surprise hidden from all competitors. At the beginning of the second round after the battle begins, 2.5 meters of either side of the bridge will fall away as it has been rigged to do so, making the bridge more narrow and with no visible net beneath you. Then again after another round this process will repeat. Until finally, on the next round, the bridge will fall away leaving it only a ½ meter wide. A ninja falling will naturally result in loss.
Watching a fight was a great source of entertainment for Takao, but when it came down to it, he was a man that sought to act rather than observe. He lived for the thrill of a good bout, for the euphoria of adrenaline coursing through his veins like hot blood. It was only natural that he find himself an opponent of suitable capability to quell this burning desire for combat. The raven-haired shinobi had donned his typical battle-preparedness attire for the trip to the designated location. Upon arriving, he was greeted with a sight that was nothing more than a bridge, and even beyond that it was rather uneventful looking for a bridge, at least in his humble opinion. He had only briefly scanned the options of location for these bouts, and each seemed to have its own effect on the combatants. The bridge would be no different, and given its design to be destroyed over time, it didn’t seem as though they cared much for the destructive fallout of a battle between high ranking shinobi. He had agreed to a handicapped bout with his opponent beforehand, that disallowed the use of techniques against one another. A pair of highly skilled close quarter combatants could be its own source of entertainment, without the more ridiculous theatrics that typically accompanied such bouts. “I'm early? That doesn’t usually happen.” Takao mused to himself, dull grey eyes scanning the length of the relatively empty bridge. The sun had shifted toward the later half of the day, casting a warm orange glow upon the cold stone. He shrugged the coat from his shoulders and turned his palm upward, revealing the bandages wrapped around his forearm. They held a seal, and used his opposite hand to form a seal. A plume of smoke appeared around the coat in his grasp, and disappeared with the article of clothing. Another rung of the seal appeared, as an indication that it had been safely stored within the seal placed upon the cloth wrappings. Whilst he waited, Takao pulled a pair of gloves over his hands, and adjusted the form fitting shirt that clung to his torso. He was without the majority of the equipment that would accompany him in a true battlefield, the absence of such bringing forth its own unique sensation of anxiety in the form of a lack of preparedness. Those feelings were stuffed into the back of his head, lest they interrupt him in an unfortunate manner during combat. It brought him the slightest bit of solace to know that said gear was locked safely away within the very same seal that he had stored his jacket within. If need be, they were entirely accessible in an instant's notice, but he did not anticipate their usage. Not for this bout, at least. He rolled his neck, cracked his knuckles, and mentally prepared himself for the first proper fight in far too long. It was the perfect way to shake off the rust. STATS 400 Chakra Strength - S Speed - SS-2 Reaction Time - SS Perception - S Endurance - B-2 |
Total WC
503
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