11/16/2017 06:43 PM  Open Starter/Pale Drake's Ascension The Burning in your blood, I'm the venom in your veins.    Sunlight bled into the open throne room, a single man in pale white armor sat in the old battered throne, a polished mahogany pipe in his hand. The man took a deep puff from his pipe, which seemed to light on its own as he inhaled, his piercing viridian scanning over the carnage; an army unlike any he'd seen before tried to lay siege to his castle the night before, they had failed quite spectacularly. Each body lying on dead on the floor of his home had a story, a family, someone who would miss them, and they chose to die so pathetically. He would commit their last moments to his memory, as he'd done for each fallen fool before them.    The man who cut off his arm, but could not see the arm forming out of the flame from his torch.  The Elf girl who tried to sneak up on him, but was unaware that his blood alone could burn through stone, easily able to melt flesh. What a magnificent spray. The boy who accused him of bewitching the boy's mother. He wanted to let the boy escape, but the boy would not leave, he kept attacking, despite his pleas, despite the boy's injuries. The demigod who called him a false idol, a lie, and a coward. Demi proved to be inadequate, perhaps a real God could have provided a challenge. The demon prince, seeking vengeance for his father, but to bear the name Lucifer, one must live up to a certain standard, if you're found lacking, you'll not survive his wrath.  Many more had come as well, such as the 2000 dead Orcs, who thought numbers would change the tide of battle. An ocean of flame cares not for how many warriors you feed it.  The army of men, 1300 strong, 1300 dead, blades of solidified flame rained down upon them, their shields, their armor, these things meant nothing as they were melted upon contact with the hail of crystal fire.      The man exhaled, a gout of smoke trailed up out through the giant hole in the ceiling of this grand hall, he couldn't seem to recall a time when his ceiling was whole, was it always this way? The scars of the night's battle had already healed, though, 'heal' may not be the best term for it, they were gone, and he was whole once more, there was only one scar that he could not rid himself of, and that was still plain as day slitting his right brow vertically, continuing down to his cheek, stopping at his cheekbone, where the blade had glanced off. He'd let his silver hair grow out some in his time since he'd taken up residence once again here at his castle, it draped down to his shoulders. He'd recently taken up the spear, and he liked the way his hair caught the wind as he would dive down from the sky to plunge his polearm into his enemies. His teeth clenched onto his pipe as he took up his helmet in his right hand, slipping it back onto his head, the helm only covered the top half of his head, and had a draconic motif; shaped like the head of a wyvern, the front came into a pointed snout, while two emerald eyes covered his own, another pair of matching optics sat just above his own, and two tall fins trailed up the left and right side of his head, last was a pair of long, thin horns that curved backward at an angle located near the back.      The lone warrior rose to his feet, grasping the shaft of his odd spear; it stood a good head taller than himself, the entire weapon was made of solid white flame that took on a more metallic look, mimicking silver, but the most strange part of it was the head; instead of a normal spearhead, or a short blade, the head was a wide sword-like blade that gave the weapon at least another three feet of reach.     "It's time...The Black Flame becomes the Pale Drake; I can no longer sit by and watch as this world changes, as these fools destroy each other. The Flame shall cleanse this world, and it shall be reborn from the ashes, I will give them new life, as I did once before. Flame shall be their guide, and perhaps we will not reach this point again, when men would raise swords against their own Gods." He declared, his eyes focused on a shape standing in the entranceway to his grand hall, the great wooden doors long since removed from its hinges by the crude siege forces of the night before. "I do not speak for my own benefit, whoever you are, you know what my mission is, how will you respond? Can you stop a God who has looked upon your world and found naught but lost wretches, and damned fools? Or are you here for revenge, as well? Perhaps you believe I've caused a volcano to erupt, or that I've burned down your crops in anger. Speak your name." He continued, the last three words ringing through the air as if shouted, they seemed to reverberate through the area, through the minds of anyone who could hear them. He awaited a reply, with the hopes that this one would be different, that they could show him something new.      (This is an open starter, anyone can reply to this in a message, don't worry about matching the length or anything, just please give me something interesting.)    0 Comments  Report Post

04/30/2014 06:38 AM  Naruto Verse Info Current mood:  inspired   Dart was born as an Uchiha, the child of two Uchiha parents who we obsessed with the clan, obsessed with the "perfect Uchiha"; black eyes, black hair, that was everything to them. Dart, as you can see, was born with snow white hair, and eyes that at times seemed to range from seafoam to emerald green. These Uchiha parents were...Without going into too much detail; fucking horrible parents. They dropped Dart off in the forest, when even other Uchiha might have taken him in, but he was lost to the clan, abandoned in the middle of the Hidden Leaf's forest. Less than a day had passed when the head of the Inuzuka clan found the baby, being a kind leader, he took the boy back to his clan, thinking of the white haired Uchiha as a lost puppy. Dart was given to a couple who had lost their only child, and their wolves' entire litter had died, save for one. The small boy grew up with the runt of the litter, the only surviving wolf born from its parents; a pitch black wolf, given the name Fenrir.    Dart grew up ignorant to his bloodline, knowing only that he was an Inuzuka, and nothing else, he was quite mediocre in most things, as if he could not quite grasp the fighting style of the Inuzuka, so he made his own. The boy had a knack for developing jutsu stemming from fire, and he combined those with his wolf partner, things like having Fenrir dig tunnels using Tsuga, and entrapping an enemy with pillars of flames shooting up from holes in the ground. Easily mastering a few Fire Release techniques, Dart became a Genin, graduating the academy with ease, but his happiness was short-lived. It turns out that Dart's adoptive father and his biological father were always at odds, kind of fitting, considering that Uchiha were like cats, and the Inuzuka like dogs. But the fighting between Dart's two fathers grew worse and worse, and it all came to a head when Dart's biological mother died in an accident, his biological father was so upset, so infuriated that he finally snapped and took it out on Dart's adoptive father. As Dart got home from the academy with his headband, he was just in time to see his father being killed by an extremely enraged Uchiha man, Dart didn't realize it then, but that's when his sharingan first awakened. Dart charged the now injured Uchiha who had killed his father, Dart and Fenrir easily overcame the murderer and were found about an hour later, still clawing out the Uchiha man's throat. Dart's fury became legendary, the Inuzuka spoke of it, talking about how he was a monster, not someone suited to be in their clan, "He must be a demon" they said "No normal kid would have done something so horrible". Dart had already had trouble making friends within the clan, and this only cemented his alienation from the people who raised him, his mother had stood by him for so long, but he knew that he was only making her life harder now. So Dart chose to leave, building his own home inside the forest outside the Leaf Village at 13 years old, two years after his father's murder.   Dart's sensei was a Senju man, but for the life of him, Dart cannot remember his name, nor can he remember much about the man, Dart became a Chunin in his first exam, about a three years before Kakashi Hatake. At that point, Dart split from his squad, choosing a life of isolation, living and caring for only Fenrir, the only one who stuck by him his entire life. Dart notably went on very few missions, but he did complete a series of D-rank delivery missions with Obito Uchiha, who at first he hated, unable to let go of his distrust of the Uchiha. Soon though, the younger boy became one that Dart could call a friend, Obito seemed to be genuinely nice, and the two had similar senses of humor. It was not long after Dart began to like Obito, that he was killed, news of this broke Dart's heart, a child so young dying out on a mission was tragic, but it made Dart feel even more strongly that he was not meant to be close to people. Though at the same time, Obito's life inspired Dart to rise up in the ranks, soon he became a Jonin with little effort, discovering his sharingan, but keeping it hidden, he developed techniques which allowed him to do the hand-signs for a jutsu and have the effect come out of Fenrir(Ex: Dart weaves the hand seals for Katon: Goukakyu no Jutsu, inhales air and kneads the chakra, but his sharingan catch the eyes of Fenrir, and as he exhales, a massive fireball is fired from the black wolf's mouth instead of Dart's) Dart avoided battle because he would lose himself in it, entering a sort of berserk state at the slightest provocation, he would take on small injuries but always come out victorious, his body became covered in scars due to this fact. On a diplomatic mission to the Mist village, Dart was ambushed by Kirigakure's ANBU, he fought quite hard, but was outnumbered by the highly skilled shinobi, he was captured, being held down by two males, and as a third was bringing down his sword, Fenrir jumped in the way, taking the blow. Dart could easily see the wolf dying next to him, and the male's tears were stained crimson as his sharingan seemingly  cracked, in the same way that glass would, the tomoe shifting into three long, jagged lines stemming from his pupils. He looked up to his would-be murderer and let out a terrible sound that would chill the blood of even the most experienced ninja, the person wielding the sword was then engulfed in the black flames of Amaterasu. The two ANBU men holding him down jumped back, never having seen the technique before, the used water jutsu, trying to drown the flames, but they kept burning, Dart stood up and once more engulfed another male in the everlasting flame of Amaterasu. The last male, panicked and tried to slash out Dart's right eye, leaving a straight gash down from the top of his eyebrow to the middle of his cheek, but the eye was left intact, Dart pinned down the last of Kiri's ANBU, choking him to death with his bare hands, and then, even though he was dead, Dart still covered him in the black flame of Amaterasu. Dart took Fenrir's body and buried it in Konoha's forest, now using the sword he'd taught Fenrir to use, Paradiso, along with his own katana; Purgatorio.    From that point on, each time Dart was in great danger, or when he was angered, he would rely on Amaterasu, feeling the flames that were the same color as Fenrir had the same spirit as his wolf, the one who never left him. Dart's eyesight began to fade, the overuse of his Mangekyo Sharingan techniques slowly sealing his eyes. His only choice was to take someone else's sharingan, but he could find none, as the entire Uchiha clan was slaughtered by Itachi Uchiha, years before, and Sasuke had left Konoha. The male came up with an idea, even if he were to lose his sight, maybe he could still fight, still see, after Fenrir's death, he'd thrown himself into battle, losing himself in his own rage helped him escape, so he felt he needed to continue to do so, even if he could not see. The idea that he could perceive the world through Senjutsu interested him, he thought that maybe if he became a Sage, he would not need his eyes to see. On the path of the Sage, Dart found a place known for its natural energy, a place that was rumored to have been used by Hashirama Senju as a training ground when he was in his prime; The Valley of the Gods.   Dart Inuzuka resided for a time in 神々の谷 (Kamigami no tani) The Valley of the Gods, a serene place where he tried to obtain the mantle of Sage, he failed due to abusing his Amaterasu, showing that he had not the self control nor the patience to handle Senjutsu, and he is now blind, and unable to complete his Sage Mode training. When he was training, he found peace, in silence, in the stillness of the Sage mode training, now he seeks the eyes of the Uchiha, he requires a replacement, so that he may go back and delve into this peace that he seeks, to become a Sage, he feels that he needs new eyes to see the world from a new perspective.  I usually play Dart either as a Jonin before he began to go blind, or after he has become blind. I can play him in any time period in Naruto, he will not receive new eyes until someone gives them to him in a storyline, and he cannot receive them before he becomes blind. Some notes; Dart will probably lose any fights he is in, unless pit against incredibly dumb characters, Dart has a ton of chakra, but he has no control over it, which causes him to be able to use powerful jutsu, but he will exhaust himself easily, Dart doesn't fight much, Dart will train, and he will grow, because that's the type of character he is.~ Jutsu list (Some of these are made specifically for Dart, some of these require Fenrir.) Amaterasu Katon: Nenshō burēdo (Burning blades) Katon: Enrō (Flaming wolves) Katon: Ōkami tatsumaki hono (Flame wolf tornado) Katon: Saigo o nenshō (Burning end) Katon: Saigo no honō (Final Flames) Katon: Honō no hashira (Flame pillars) Katon: Gisei no honō (Flame of sacrifice) Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu (Great Fireball Technique) Katon: Ryūen Hōka no Jutsu (Dragon Flame Caterwaul) Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku (Great Fire Annihilation) Katon: Gōka Messhitsu (Great Fire Destruction) Tsukuyomi Susano'o Gatsūga Tsūga Watashitachi no me (Our eyes) Ōkami hon'yaku (Wolf translation) Raiton: Zeus Hiraishin no Jutsu (Flying Raijin Jutsu) (More stuff to come) Affiliation:  Konoha Stats:  Taijutsu: 7/10 Kinjutsu: 9/10 Ninjutsu: 10/10 Genjutsu: 6/10 Fuinjutsu: 3/10 Dojutsu: 8/10 Attack Speed: 5/10 Movement Speed(Hand Seals, Running, Body Flicker): 9/10 Strength: 9/10 Endurance: 10/10 Accuracy: 4/10 Strategy(Calm): 8/10 Strategy(Provoked): 3/10 Agility(Jumping, Dodging, Parrying/Counterattacking): 4/10  Chakra Reserves: 10/10 Chakra Control: 4/10 Specialties: Chakra Nature(s):   Fire,  Lightning Kekkei Genkai:  Sharingan, Mangekyo Sharingan 0 Comments  Report Post

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