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Okay everyone, it's time to test some people out! The rules of the game are simple. You have a character you would like to try out as a native to the setting of this game. You want to see if this is the right setting to play said character in, right?

Well, then all you have to do is drop them into this post as a top level comment with this as the header:
Character name | Series (OC's just put Original here) | Planned Village Affiliation

Then you comment around and play with everyone else!

If you need some ideas on how to get started, you can drop your character in during the middle of a mission, have them at an eatery around their village, or maybe even just doing weapons practice. It's up to you how you want to set out, so feel free to put your characters in this version of the Naruto universe however it most seems appropriate. Just be sure to say where you put them somewhere in your post though, otherwise two people might not even be threading in the same country.

One last thing! Remember that your character was born in this universe, so whatever else you decide, your character is a world native, even if they might be a tourist in the village you decided to test them out on.

And that's it. Just be good to each other and have fun! Threads you do here can count toward future activity checks, so long as the person you're threading with gets in too. These threads can also be used for samples on your application.

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"I know." The words just above a whisper as she acknowledges why he's concerned. The ache never really seemed to go away, no matter how much they ate. It was frustrating to think that they'd have to live with these demons in the back of their minds for the rest of their lives. The tribe wars had ruined this place, and the tribe had needs. They were whole and well but still in need of options now that the dust has settled and those are the logical things to pursue already on her comrades mind she is sure.

She's more concerned with how these shinobi will take to them, and how she is going to manage against people so foreign to everything she's ever known. She was friendly certainly, but prior to this there was a common knowledge base to for her to build off even in the heat of remembering things they'd never seen before that was a constant. And now...

"I'm worried." It's such a simple word, but it conveys so well the strange flutter in her stomach. It wasn't like when she was hungry, it was different it almost made her not want to eat at all. And with it comes a need to move that she is doing her very best to ignore, aware that it could look poorly on them when these shinobi finally do arrive.

These shinobi might be the key to getting the tribe a foothold in the greater world, as little as Gale wants to rely on them. He doesn't trust them not to use the Embryon for their own wants. After all, they'd nearly done that to their allied tribes during the war. In hindsight Gale is ...pleased he was overruled and prevented from betrayal. Bat and his actions make Gale almost not hungry when he thinks about it. Words float to the surface; "curdling his stomach." Though why those words, he's not sure. His stomach isn't milk.

But he understands Argilla, and her concern. These shinobi were more than an unknown. At least they had years of battle against the other tribes to base their strategy on. They know less than nothing about these strangers. It's a disadvantage, and it makes Gale want to bare and clench his teeth. But he doesn't, because the shinobi could arrive at any moment.

"I understand. But we will persevere." It's all he can offer, even though he knows it's not enough.

After what they experienced with Bat, betrayal from another group wouldn't surprise her. Then again, they'd handled Bat and his ease of changing alliances to suit his needs. It may have disgusted her that someone could do that so easily to their comrades, but there was a sick sort of pleasure in knowing that Bat's karma had caught up to him. Still, knowing someone could do that so simply with such a lack of guilt or remorse...Argilla is glad that they'd come through as well as they did. Thankful that Serph had the wisdom to tell Gale that they would make alliances without betrayal.

She nods and crosses her arms over her chest. She doesn't see the harm in the defensive body language when all was clear for as far as the eye could see. It was a comfort the gesture, her hands gripping her upper arms in a self-hug. "You really think so?"

She doesn't mean to sound cynical, but usually they have the opposite roles. He the pragmatic pessimist and she forever the optimist. Even in the face of disturbing revelations, she'd held onto that hope. In other circumstances, she might find it...amusing. Instead, she finds his confidence that they'll continue to endure reassuring. That sense that they'd already overcome such incredible odds as the smallest tribe and yet they'd come out still standing. It's a good reminder.

"We are comrades, and these shinobi cannot compare to that."

Memories of Lupa surface in his mind. He understands now, at least in part. Lupa was willing to sacrifice for them, and he would do the same for any of the Embryon. The thought is almost startling, but he knows that it is true. He is sure that they would do the same for him, and that bond will overpower any force pushed against them. No betrayal will be stronger than that.

"We've learned of betrayal, and will not be unaware of the possibility from now on. We will prepare, and they will have difficulty surprising us."

It's a small comfort that these shinobi strangers know as little about them as they do about the shinobi. They can probably use that lack of knowledge to their advantage, if they're careful not to give too much away. Gale looks out at the ocean, pondering the various ways they could glean more information.

She takes comfort in that too. That knowledge, that above all else, the tribe was a unit and would protect each other. Just as she took comfort in knowing she would do everything in her power to keep the rest of her comrades alive. She wasn't sure watching another die was something she could handle and still keep moving like before. Especially when she was far closer to those left than she ever was to Jinana. But they had been...kindred spirits in their short time as comrades and that had been enough to make it terrible when she had died...when they had struck the finishing blow as she succumbed to the hunger.

She sighs, eyes closing as she breathes in slow and deep. The air smells different here on the beach than it does in the ruins. Cleaner, she finds that preferable. "You're already working on at least two contingencies." It's a fact that never ceases to relax her, as long as they have Gale, they'll be safe and able to stand against whatever these shinobi threw at them. It was his role and he did it well, better clearly than any of the other tribes strategists ever could have.

"You've prepared for in case they lied and sent more than one?" Which would be the advantageous thing to do, wouldn't it? Send many to capture them and get answers of their own? They had been careful, but despite what little the respondents had seemed to understand and be able to provide, they could have easily been masking their true intentions and just how much they already knew. Or this could go without conflict and she hoped for that option more than anything. Hadn't there been enough fighting already?

He nods at her statement, breathing deeply and calmly. "The positions Cielo and Heat, and Serph and Sera, hold will be useful should they seek to cross us with their arrival."

He'd selected this beach because of the high cliffs behind them, with only a few, difficult trails up them, and plenty of perches to watch from, concealed from line-of-sight of anyone approaching from the ocean. There is plenty of earth for Argilla to use, in case of an attack, and the water is something Serph can use, to mold into the deadly ice that no one else has been able to master. He can feel the air around himself, and knows that he can form it into weapons. This is as secure a position for accepting a visitor as they are capable of procuring. The only place more secure is probably where they've set up their new base, outside the Ruins, and Gale will not allow a stranger there.

"But our first plan of action should be peaceful discussion. We require too much information at the moment, in order to continue functioning as a stable tribe in this new... world."

The word doesn't feel quite right, and yet at the same time it does. They may not have literally come into a new world but it might as well be, considering how different it is.

And all of them are more than capable, not as good as her but still very capable all the same. Enough so that she didn't feel a need to worry about being adequately covered if they needed to make a hasty retreat from the beach.

She nods, she appreciated his foresight, how the earth beneath their feet hummed waiting. Like always it would respond with little prodding and she could be very deadly with it if provoked. But for now it waited, and it was content to wait until she needed it. ...If she needed it.

"That's the reason I'm here instead of Heat or Cielo." For a moment, there's something akin to amusement flickering in her eyes as she turns her head slightly to look at him. There were other reasons for Heat to be up in the cliffs, and she was more likely to actively challenge terms if they didn't work to their favor than Cielo. That and people in general seemed to open up to her at least somewhat better than their own. She was less...intimidating than Gale was to talk to. She felt and understood what they might
be feeling as well.

"We'll manage. No matter how different it is, we'll manage." They didn't have any choice but to manage and learn on the fly. So that's what they would do and they would do it well. Not without mistakes, mistakes were part of living, but they would learn from them and keep moving forward and sustain their tribe. Because ultimately new just meant different even if they haven't ascended as they were told they would.

"One reason of many." Gale doesn't elaborate on the others; Argilla could already guess most if not all. She is competent, and even without her skills, Gale finds that he wants her there beside him. They work well together, much like Heat and Serph used to, with skills that balance each other out.

He understands her comment as well. This will not be easy, and with the lack of enemies since they had won their way to what they'd thought was Nirvana, Vayu hungers for more... something flesh. What that something was, Gale is not sure, but humans possess it more strongly than even the largest and most powerful of the creatures they'd taken down for food here.

"We will make sure that whatever is offered here is to our benefit as a tribe. They will not consider us comrades, and we can potentially use that to our advantage." He can't be certain how yet, but his mind whirs. There will be a possible lack of respect, and with that will come underestimation. That can only benefit them, and even if it is a battle of words instead of demons and jutsu and blood, Gale is certain they will come out the victors.

She's noticed how the relationships have changed. Once she was merely part of the core. Their strongest at finding and taking out targets from a distance. It was what made her a useful member at their core. And now, well she related easier to others, empathized read people the way Gale analyzed data. If he were to say that they complimented each other, she would have agreed, their skill sets since Atma and the new laws were very complimentary.

She glances back over her shoulder, eyes scanning those cliffs. She can spot whispers of their comrades if she squints. Not them specifically, but the telltale signs that something up along that ridge is not purely nature. Or maybe it was just her familiarity with how Gale developed tactical deployments, sometimes she wasn't sure, but she knew they were there watching through their own scopes and she let her lips turn upward just a moment before turning back to face the slow rolling ocean.

"They'll be thinking along the same lines." It makes sense that they would try to use their lack of information against them. They've lived in such a small world for so long that they're bound to have different ideas of what things are worth than those from the outside. "Food should be a priority if they seem reasonable." It was something Gale was likely already considering, but it didn't hurt to remind him that the tribe was ever hungry and what was left of the natural wildlife would only last so long.

"Yes, that is possible." Gale knows he will have to be at his best and analyze things carefully to keep from being caught by lack of knowledge. But he is determined that he will not underestimate them. As far as mistakes go, overestimating them is the less severe, though that should also be avoided, if possible.

Argilla's statement also makes sense. The island will not support them for long, but he's wary of revealing that need right now. The Atma are so new to them, and they've all had vastly different reactions to that new need. It's all but impossible to accurately determine what a stranger's reaction will be.

But on the other hand, not enough food will end badly. They need to find a middle ground. "We will need to pursue avenues of food. But if they turn out to be enemies..."

It's almost... sad, that part of him wants them to be. It's his mind rationalizing an excuse to make his hunger less unacceptable.

She breathes deep and tilts her head at him. Her chin dipping in understanding. If they were enemies...well they would handle that as they always have. It puts a funny twist in her stomach, but it was a fact of their lives now, she didn't have to like it, but she did have to accept it.

"We do as we always have if they are. Lord knows Heat would prefer that they are." Not that she had to mention it, Gale knew that as well as she did. Their red haired comrade had embraced their changes and he sought conflict wherever possible in order to feed his demon. Was always the quickest to admit that he was hungry, even in the most miniscule way.

She sighs, "People... import livestock all the time?" It would be the easiest cover for their problem.

Gale nods, mouth twitching into a small frown at the mention Heat and his too eager acceptance of their new lives. Heat's constant search for enemies, will be difficult to counter effectively without revealing too much about them, or endangering these new alliances they needed.

Her suggestion isn't a bad one, but Gale wonders slightly if regular livestock would satisfy. This knowledge they've rediscovers indicates that this island is full of creatures called Summons, and Gale knows enough to know that they aren't generally used for livestock, being too valuable. And even these Summons don't always satisfy the hunger enough. Still needing to import food is a good cover, if they can only get the right food.

"It is worth the attempt. If it does not prove adequate, we will find some other means."

If there was any good news in Heat's newfound rebellious attitude, it was that he at least still listened to a few of them. He may openly question Serph, but when told to stand down he did...at least eventually. The thought that one day Heat would ignore the order entirely sent a cold chill down her spine.

She nods, "We'll have a better idea of our options once we get more information." Of that much she is sure. Right now they have too many fractured pieces of information and not all of them fit together neatly with what the others know to create clear pictures. She imagines that frustrates Gale the most.

"It bothers you, not having all the information doesn't it?"

Heat and his rebelliousness will need to be brought to heel, sooner rather than later. Gale isn't sure how yet, because at its source, he's certain it's some competion that Heat imagines between himself and Serph over Sera, which is simply beyond comprehension. Why fight? Sera has proven that she is there to help all of them. But now is not the time for that, so he pushes the thoughts away, pleased that Argilla is apparently doing the same.

Then she asks that question, and his mouth quirks in a smile that doesn't quite make it into the light before it's gone. "Knowledge is power, Argilla. Now more than ever. But I will learn to adapt."

They have before, and gotten out of traps and betrayal to come back stronger. He will adapt; he has to. Knowledge is something he doubts he'll ever have enough of to feel comfortable ever again.

There is something in the way he speaks that makes her shake her head, almost like she can hear that barely there smile without looking. Or maybe it was the comment about him adapting. She wasn't sure. And that lack of surety bothered her far less than it would him.

Words bubble up then, teasing words, light-hearted. The words are almost out of place for such a serious situation, but they feel appropriate. "Of that I have no doubt." She very nearly grins then, her body language reading relaxed and lacking in the tension she'd had when they began their conversation.

It would come back, but for the moment it was nice to feel sort of free in the company of a comrade.

She is relaxed, Gale can tell. It's in her voice, and her stance, and Gale knows relaxation will be good when they confront the envoy coming to meet them. This ability is what will make her so useful in negotiations, because Gale feels himself relax a little bit in response.

There is very little else he can do to prepare with so little information, so Gale closes his eyes for a moment, trusting that Argilla will remain alert. It's pleasant, standing here with the salt wind and the sand, and Argilla right next to him.

"Good. Doubt is unnecessary among comrades."

She smiles, not that he can see with his eyes closed. But he has a point, between the core members of their tribe it was idiotic to doubt any of them.

"I know. Thank you for reminding me of that." She's still nervous of course, but it's much easier to ignore now that she's voiced her worried to Gale. She could always count on him to put things back into perspective even when it frustrated her that he had to do that at all.

There isn't much to say in response, so he doesn't. It's quiet between them, but in a way Gale finds he enjoys. The silence will break soon enough so for now he just keeps his eyes closed and listens. The tension has decreased to a slow simmer that's not unusual and he enjoys this level of relaxation.

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