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Post by Bazooka_Rose_Penguin on Feb 2, 2011 4:56:41 GMT
You rush through the forest, leaping from branch to branch like the buttmonkey you are.
"Seven"
You knew since they arrived at the inn, they were trailing you. Seven of them, probably elite hunter ninja, sent to retrieve the scroll you were carrying. It was obviously important, originally handed out as a C-rank mission, a simple delivery, but a quick peak at the scroll revealed the instructions for a deadly forbidden technique. So well protected that your partner who had opened it first was turned to dust by some sort of seal. Somewhat wasted, it would've been easier just to bait these seven and let them die by that trap, but too late, only retrospect.
You stopped, quickly putting your back against the trunk of one of the towering trees in the forest. You could feel your heart beat like a hammer striking your chest repeatedly, thumpthumpthump - Where were they.
Your mind races, "Did I lose them?"
Leaves rustled and the wind whistled, calm as any scene, but that was to be expected. These guy were experts, they could come from anywhere. You take a look around, nothing but shades of brown and green, can't even see the ground. Damn trees...they were too tall...
Suddenly the roars of a fire! Up! A huge fireball descended upon you, small flares of flame arcing away, preceding the main force itself. Like an emissary to see how well the world would burn...it would burn well. A small splinter of fire vaporized the end of the branch you stood on.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH"
You had already taken the dive away but now you were falling uncontrollably, branches and twigs only delayed your fall. Snap, a branch. Snap, a rib. The dark crap colored ground was suddenly in your face, almost choking you, but it wasn't time to return to dust just yet. Quick! Your legs reflexively kicked off the ground before you were even standing straight, launching you away from the fireball just as it engulfed a disarray of brown and green. The remains? Well, nothing but a bunch of black charred husks.
You only had time to look back once, they were flanking...No! Surrounding! You saw them face to face. Really, face to mask. Ornate designs on pearl white slates, shaped to crudely resemble animals' faces. Two on each lateral side? One in front...so 2 behind.
"Well damn..."
Your hands flew, ready to form the handsigns for a powerful jutsu, an immensely powerful forbidden jutsu, need be.
A) You use that jutsu
B) You use that one jutsu you were told not to use previously by your mentor, the one who helped you develop it.
C) You use THAT Jutsu
D) You use the forbidden jutsu that you just learned.
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Post by Bazooka_Rose_Penguin on Feb 2, 2011 4:57:00 GMT
The only move fit for this situation! The handseals begin, and in an instant the hunters lunge at you altogether, like a machine. With just enough time to spare you finish the motions. The ground violently flies up in a ring around you, catching the enemies in an array of deadly spikes, forged from the earth itself. Utter silence, shouting the name of an attack is moronic anyway.
You return to rest, assuming they're all dead. Foolish, though this time luck is on your side. The miniature range of peaks falls back into the ground, dust rising and settling in the presence of a weak quake. The bodies...they appear to be from the Land of Fire, special operatives...the name escapes you. The remains were quite a mess, two of them torn in half at the waist -ooh. The rest, mangled and bloodied, maybe missing a limb or two.
Even if they weren't allies, it was a pitiful sight. You let out a wry chuckle, surveying the bodies once more. Still, you can't help but feel a little proud. After all, that move was a signature attack, it had earned you the name
1)Dead Raiser
2)Killer Peak
3) (First custom name: No others can be offered)
Wait! One of them...moving? A shadowy figure, you guess it was one of your assailants that stood behind. You slip a blade out of the pouches on your vest, designed specifically to hold small blades in rows. Expertly you throw it, listening as it cuts the air. It hits the survivor in the arm he or she was using to get up. The survivor falls back down, time for interrogation. You close up and see
A) An old man, his face carries many proud scars, showing his experience in previous conflicts. His hair is black but greying, his jaw squared, small squinty eyes, his build is bulky and he's physically intimidating, really, damn. His face doesn't betray any secret details, he appears cautious but calm. The experience is great with this one, his emotions probably settled a long time ago.
B) A young man, his expression is fierce and it seems like he would try to kill you at any chance he gets. Nothing to special, average looking guy, brown spikey hair, dark brown eyes, from his expression you can tell his pride is hurt more than his body. Probably been fighting for a while, though not as long as you. This guy's no amateur for sure at the very least.
C) A young woman, firey red hair and glaring you down like she's about to rip your head off. Attractive sure, slim figure, nice face, beautiful green eyes, though chances are she'll use those features to get you killed one way or another. Seems like the kind of soldier that is only held back because of a hot temper, keeping her from commanding properly. No doubt skilled.
D) A girl with short cut white, wavy hair. Looks benign, hurt and desperate more than anything. Probably scared of dying. Definitely a newbie even for a special operations squad, maybe an attache to the group instead of a primary member.
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Post by bluebomb on Feb 2, 2011 7:06:25 GMT
I'm confused. Are we picking our ally or torturing the chosen person for info?
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Post by giga on Feb 2, 2011 16:04:27 GMT
1A. Don't think a CYOA has had a cool old guy for a partner yet.
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Post by bluebomb on Feb 2, 2011 19:00:03 GMT
2C vote.
But if its for actual proper interrogation, 2D.
We've also never had a female partner except in Forte's.
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Post by Bazooka_Rose_Penguin on Feb 2, 2011 19:52:19 GMT
You don't get to know for now. IT COULD GO ANYWAY. YOU MIGHT EVEN KILL THEM
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Post by Yushinoki on Feb 2, 2011 20:46:51 GMT
1C. Hopefully they become an ally.
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Post by bluebomb on Feb 3, 2011 3:05:38 GMT
Finalize 2C vote.
Update me bro.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 3:20:33 GMT
C. Moar redheads.
Bluebomb: Seriously? Thanks dude
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Post by bluebomb on Feb 3, 2011 3:24:35 GMT
Huh? Someone's gotta be around to do t man. But I thought you couldn't post here :/
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 3:44:31 GMT
No dude, like I would get mad if you voted in other cyoas. I was referring to the only female partner comment.
Rude.
Oh, and it lets me post sometimes, but on top of my already unreliable phone, it would be scary to update here.
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Post by Bazooka_Rose_Penguin on Feb 3, 2011 4:26:59 GMT
Looks like 1C wins! The nickname wasn't really that important >_> The next few parts may be extremely short to give you more options for finalizing the story.
You close in and bare witness to a beauty unlike - not true. But still, she was gorgeous, her hair a brilliant red, fairly long, cut beyond her shoulders at least. Like a real flame, though the real fire is in her eyes. They stare you down like the eyes of a mad beast, cornered and ready to fight to the death. Hopefully that wouldn't be necessary; one of her arms is already even more useless than it was before and as you close up, you see blood flowing through the navy blue flak vest she dons.
You close the distance, slightly tensing up again. Even if she is injured, she is a trained assassin like the rest of them, and now she is mad about her allies' deaths. Not a good sign.
SNEAK ATTACK! Whatever she had in her hand before wasn't anymore. It flies at you but you dodge just in time. Not a scratch. Probably just a kunai. You quickly dash up to her and grab her by the neck, raising her into the air before slamming her down and holding her down, choking her for a second.
Wut do
A) Grab a kunai from your pouch and just finish her now B) Let go and start the interrogation jutsu C) Beat her some more and try to break her before you start the interrogation D) Classic style interrogation, the beat down and the hard questions (without the innuendo >_>)
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 4:53:51 GMT
D. Stockholm's syndrome ACTIVATE
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Post by bluebomb on Feb 3, 2011 4:57:45 GMT
I didn't forget you Clown. Its just that June is a guitar. I was thinking of Forte and Shadow.
B vote. Let's try and make an ally.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 5:02:41 GMT
I want to beat a redhead! Don't you take this away from me! She'll ally with us when she starts falling in love with her captor. It's a real thing.
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Post by bluebomb on Feb 3, 2011 5:08:38 GMT
... >.> I'll take your word for it. Switch to D.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 5:22:55 GMT
Sweet! Update me, bro! Slap her around a little.
I'm getting a little too excited over this
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Post by vegeta on Feb 3, 2011 5:52:32 GMT
D vote
This looks interesting.
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Post by giga on Feb 3, 2011 15:38:23 GMT
You slap the girl across the face.
"What's your name!?" you shout.
"It's-" she says
"Not fast enough!" you shout. You slap her across the face a few more times for taking so long to answer.
"Where are the terrorists!?" you shout even louder than before
"Te-terrorists?" she asks
"DON'T SCREW WITH ME, GIRL!" you boom.
You continue beating her without remorse or concern. All those hours, nah, days of watching 24 have finally paid off. You learned how to successfully interrogate people using the Jack Bauer method, as torture has a 100% success rate.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 15:49:55 GMT
Yeeeeah. My turn.
You pin down her good hand and choke her until she starts violently fighting for her last few breaths, then you release her long enough to slap the **** out of her. You pin her head down, forcing her to look at you.
"Tell me everything you know!" you whisper aggressively.
"I'm not telling you ****!" she says defiantly. You smack her good across the mouth.
"Spill," you suggest. She responds by spitting blood in your eye. You go to town on her. One smack. Two smack. Three smacks.
"You'll have to do better than that," she says. You release her arm and cover her mouth, then you dig your other fingers into the wounds on her arm and dig around a little. Finally, after you've had enough of her muffled scream, you stop.
"What's that? Want to tell me now?" you ask. She nods.
"Why were you after me? Scream and I'll gut you." You uncover her mouth.
"We were after that scroll," she says. You eye her cynically for a bit before deciding she's not lying.
"So that's why you guys kept shouting 'get the scroll'... it all makes sense now." You drop her a roll of medical wrap and start to get off of her.
"Wait!" she requests, grabbing your shirt.
"What?"
"Hit me again. Harder this time."
"What's the magic word?"
"Daddy?"
"Bingo."
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Post by vegeta on Feb 3, 2011 18:33:21 GMT
LOL! My goodness, clown. You are freaking hilarious.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 19:07:08 GMT
Thanks. If you feel that way, I'd like to direct you to my cyoa.
*eagerly awaits Cactus' real story post*
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Post by Yushinoki on Feb 3, 2011 19:46:27 GMT
And they say chivalry is dead...
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 3, 2011 20:06:21 GMT
In our defense, she wanted it.
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Post by Bazooka_Rose_Penguin on Feb 3, 2011 23:23:20 GMT
Ok ok. D it is
You toss her to the ground, letting her out of your VICEGRIP. Your voice is a low growl, "What village are you from?"
She lacks any particular marking of the major villages or countries, which seems odd, as they all had certain distinctions, as discreet as the special corps are. She rolls onto her back and gasps. You grab her injured arm and start to hyper extend it, watching as the wound from the knife you threw earlier squirts blood. She manages to stifle her screams into short grunts. You lift her up by it, watching the muscle stress and skin stretch slowly before dropping her on the ground.
"Go To Hell!" She shouts, blood spitting out.
You walk up and step on her injured side, watching as she exhales in pain, seemingly suffocating. You ease up and crouch down, grabbing her face by the jawline. Your voice is now a stern whisper, "Tell me who sent you". She rolls over onto one side and tries to sit up, bringing her face close to yours. She gathers her spit and blood and tries to spit, but you catch on. Your hand clamps across her mouth and a bit oozes out.
Honestly, you know that she's unlikely to give up her country or association, what they attempted would likely be considered an act of aggression in times of peace, and could start a conflict, worst case scenario, a full scale war. Still, can't hurt to try a bit harder. Your palm now covered in a mix of spit and blood, you bring it across smearing it on the left side of her face.
"Disgusting..."
You pull back your hand and backhand her on the other cheek. When she fixes her posture you smack her again to put her down.
"It'll be that much easier if you just tell me...one way or another I'll find out"
She grins on the ground, shooting off a remark, "That's it? That's your torture?" She coughs out blood and continues, "Oohhh, I'm so sorry daddy". Her voice is gravely and weak, distant but the sarcastic tone in her voice is obvious still. "Just kill me now you bastard"
You stare down at her. Your expression is steely, it would be easier to just kill her and take part of the corpse but...if you could break her mind, the interrogation genjutsu could be effect, then you could just eliminate her on the spot. To be honest, you weren't the kind to stomach torture like the freaks back home, but that was an option too... You contemplate, your only options are to
A) Kill her B) Continue beating her C) Take her back to headquarters AND finish the mission D) Break her mentally by toying with the corpses of her allies and attempt the interrogation genjutsu.
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