1 The Wild Makoto[Private] Sun Sep 23, 2018 1:20 am
Makoto~
D-rank
The day had began just like any other day in the valley of mountains, shinobi flying from tree to tree like a bunch of squirrels in heat. Chasing after their lost nuts like a moths flying into the heat of the burning flames of a fire elemental jutsu. There was no way to understand why shinobi did this, going from tree to tree, hilltop to hilltop and simply running across a river or jumping over it. They had no sense of direction, they simply went wherever they felt like going as if this was a natural way of life for the shinobi of iwagakure.
However the wild Makoto did not feel the same way as they did, he was not like your average shinobi going out to do extensive missions. Working hard to show off his skills or even training hard for the sake of protecting the village. He did not seek a challenge for himself, he simply searched for a way to expand on his knowledge, to learn all there was to learn about this mysterious art form known as jutsu.
He had encountered many other wild shinobi in his time here, from the mysterious sword wielding Suzume who was as tough as a stag beetle or was it rhinoceros beetle, or could he simply see her as a unique rhinostagros beetle. She may have seemed stubborn and cruel, while at the same time calm and kind. He did not fully understand why the Suzume was such a peaceful, yet strict shinobi though was she even a shinobi to begin with. Maybe she was simply a crazy sword bandit killing off her competition and training the child of iwa on a wimb or inkling at the time.
Makoto also met the master of bombs and the goddess of explosions Kotone of Iwagakure, she was explosive and rather unsociable even though he was not much better then her. He was a boy who felt that jutsu rated as more interesting then any girl could ever be, or boy for that matter as well. He had trained hard to satisfy his jutsu and in order to create a jutsu that would satisfy him as he could never find satisfaction in his own jutsu. The greatest satisfaction he had ever felt was when the monster of Sunagakure dropped his big giant ball on top of the fortifications as people had died under the weight of that monster's ball of fire. If only Makoto could make balls as big as that, he would be able to not only shock the world but he could lay the smack down upon all those who did not believe in the might of jutsu itself, for jutsu was life.
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However the wild Makoto did not feel the same way as they did, he was not like your average shinobi going out to do extensive missions. Working hard to show off his skills or even training hard for the sake of protecting the village. He did not seek a challenge for himself, he simply searched for a way to expand on his knowledge, to learn all there was to learn about this mysterious art form known as jutsu.
He had encountered many other wild shinobi in his time here, from the mysterious sword wielding Suzume who was as tough as a stag beetle or was it rhinoceros beetle, or could he simply see her as a unique rhinostagros beetle. She may have seemed stubborn and cruel, while at the same time calm and kind. He did not fully understand why the Suzume was such a peaceful, yet strict shinobi though was she even a shinobi to begin with. Maybe she was simply a crazy sword bandit killing off her competition and training the child of iwa on a wimb or inkling at the time.
Makoto also met the master of bombs and the goddess of explosions Kotone of Iwagakure, she was explosive and rather unsociable even though he was not much better then her. He was a boy who felt that jutsu rated as more interesting then any girl could ever be, or boy for that matter as well. He had trained hard to satisfy his jutsu and in order to create a jutsu that would satisfy him as he could never find satisfaction in his own jutsu. The greatest satisfaction he had ever felt was when the monster of Sunagakure dropped his big giant ball on top of the fortifications as people had died under the weight of that monster's ball of fire. If only Makoto could make balls as big as that, he would be able to not only shock the world but he could lay the smack down upon all those who did not believe in the might of jutsu itself, for jutsu was life.
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