Test Drive Post!

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Sunshineverse

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. Locations General Info Characters World ♦ Main Community ♦ Message Community ♦ OOC Community ♦ History Journal ♦ Application Journal ♦ Mod Journal ♦ sunshinemods ♦ Premise ♦ Rules ♦ F.A.Q. ♦ Player Contact ♦ Player Ideas ♦ Event Calendar ♦ Character History FAQ ♦ Taken ♦ Applications ♦ Reserves ♦ Hiatus ♦ Drop ♦ Country Navigation ♦ Sunshine Timeline ♦ Backstory List ♦ Mission FAQ ♦ Mission List ♦ Maps

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[mountebanking]

"Fanciful...?" She trailed off, as if not catching his meaning, before laughing, clear and a little sarcastically. "Oh, do you mean magic?" The way she cooed the word called to mind jazz-hands. "Not very fair of you to say so, shinobi. It's no more fanciful than the holy powers of monks or the Bushido that lights up a samurai's sword." Her grin widened and her eyes brightened, and the coward behind the impenetrable curtain of her bravado whimpered, Gods almighty he is big.

It was a tacit admission that her 'magic' was chakra, but she'd never say it outright any more than she would flat out lie to a terrifying killer.

[silverterror]

He leaned in, slowly, and meaningfully, making his way into her space as he did so. Still, he hadn't broken that eye contact, and he let a slow, wicked smirk come to his lips.

"You're no civilian."

[mountebanking]

Oh god oh god oh man oh god he's going to bite out my throat or something isn't he dammit why are the pretty ones the psychos...

"No," Yuichi agreed, beaming cheerfully as she tapped her floppy brim again. "I am not. I specifically remember telling you right off the bat that I am a witch. Ergo, I live in a forest, and am not a normal, run-of-the-mill villager." Not a shinobi, since she hadn't been trained to serve anybody or anything other than her own self interest.

[silverterror]

"No, the concept of a witch is a civilian thing. You're not that either." He tisked, tilting his head to peer past that hat as he got close enough he couldn't easily see her face anymore. He knew he had a presence. He was using it, if unintentionally, and it was interesting seeing how well her composure held.

[mountebanking]

"I don't think you get to decide what I am, shinobi." She schooled her features into a slow slide from 'upbeat' to 'slightly annoyed'. "I'm pretty sure if you ask oh, say, anybody who knows me, they will faithfully report that I am, indeed, a witch. Spells, potions, curses, the whole hurrah." She pulled her kiseru from a seal embroidered on the inner lining of one sleeve with a small spark of chakra, in desperate need of something to take the edge off this situation. She brought the long, thin pipe to her lips and lit it with another spark—a shinobi parlor-trick that further flaunted her non-civilian nature—and smoothly puffed the perfumed blend of tobacco she preferred.

After a period of carefully timed nonchalance, she blinked, as if remembering something. "And you still haven't told me what you want with me, besides a debate on the validity of my life choices. Apparently."

[silverterror]

"Just because they're ignorant does not mean that they are correct." He felt a slow smirk come to his lips. "And it's incredibly vain of you to presume I want you for anything."

[mountebanking]

"Still a witch. So yeah, not so much 'ignorance' as, you know, 'situational awareness'." She twirled her pipe in her fingers, half to shape a smoke ring and half to hide the bastardized hand seal she curled a few fingers into, activating a low-energy personal transport seal stained into a nearby tree bough. "And right; I think I should have asked 'what do you want from my forest', right?" The forest canvassed over with her prototyped and finished seals.

[silverterror]

He leaned in further, able to tell she was doing something, though not what. "Still not yours either. Running away then?"

Even if he was wrong, it was a good guess considering she didn't seem to be a fighter.

[mountebanking]

So, so hot. But so terrifying. Yuichi needed to seriously reprioritize her normal dosage of human contact outside of business deals; yes, she lived out in the woods like a hermit, but getting cornered by terrifyingly attractive shinobi on the way home was something that should only happen in the paperback bodice rippers stashed under her bed.

It was a relief when the seal took, displacing her with a small cloud of her tobacco smoke and leaving her lounging on the targeted branch above his head, long, striped, thigh-high stocking-clad legs waving in a lazy and almost mocking fashion. Her lips curved in a smirk, confidence rising once more now that he wasn't invading her personal bubble. "Just getting a little breathing room, shinobi. And for the record? That 'my' was in the sense of association. I doubt you own the village you live in."

Probably. He certainly had the ego of one of the legendary Kage, that was for sure...

[silverterror]

He tipped his head back, looking up at her with a casual smirk. "Definitely running away then. Frightened I see."

He didn't seem surprised, not in the least, and shifted his stance, relaxed even with her over his head. "And no, I never will."

[mountebanking]

"Yes, yes," Yuichi agreed casually, inwardly gibbering her agreement. "You can goad me all you like, I'm not coming down if you're going to be all...alpha male-y like that." Then she discretely pricked her thumb, pressed it to a special spot on the handle of her broom, and rolled off the tree bough in an apparent contradiction to her own words.

At least until it became apparent that she was not falling at all, and instead faintly bobbing in the air on her broomstick.

This was a trick Yuichi was especially fond of, though the mechanics behind it were a little laborious to lah down. It worked on a system of false magnetism between the broom and the ground of a specifically marked out territory—in this case, her forest. The broom's seals fostered a relationship of 'like' polarity between it and the marked territory, and a set limit of how close the two could be.

It wasn't 'flying' so much as it was 'repulsion with style' but Yuichi was damn proud of it either way. She took another puff of her pipe and draped herself across the broomstick, one foot lazily tucked under her other knee for balance. "So, what do you want with this forest then?"

[silverterror]

He looked curious, but not impressed. Shinobi in Iwa knew how to fly after all, and she clearly had a mix of abilities. "Did I ever claim to want anything in it at all?"

[mountebanking]

"Oh for—do you take everything literally, word by word, or are you just trying to mess with me?" Yuichi puffed sullenly on her pipe for a long moment, before finally giving up. "Okay, fine, politeness is wasted right now so I'll be blunt; are you just wandering around here or did somebody request a 'burn the witch' mission again?"

That had happened when she lived in the Land of Earth a couple years ago. Fucking Iwa.

[silverterror]

"If I had such a mission I promise I would have long since set you on fire." He flashed her s smirk, tipping his head back. "Such things would be safer if you had a village."

[mountebanking]

"That's actually a terrible idea, historically speaking." Yuichi exhaled a long line of smoke. A small amount of tension left her at his admission, at least, but she wrinkled her nose at the thought of settling down some place...permanent. Her grandmother had told her at length about the fall of Uzushio. "It's much less of a hassle to handle things on my own."

[silverterror]

"Historically speaking, those without reinforcements are those who get caught and tortured without any hope for being at least put out of their misery." He flashed a smirk up at her. "Had I more leisure I don't doubt I could make that more clear."

[mountebanking]

"In your history, maybe," she pointed out airily, outwardly ignoring the barely-veiled threat even as she internally obsessed and flailed over it. "My experience with people who are caught without back-up involves cake and playing dress-up; but hey, maybe that's just because I'm too nice."

[silverterror]

He froze, staring at her for a long, long moment. His voice was absolutely icy when he spoke. "Come down here."

[mountebanking]

"...no?" Yuichi ventured, a whimper cowering in her chest and just waiting to pop up. "Why would I want to do something like that?" Especially since he had suddenly somehow gotten even scarier. She had no idea what set him off; had she insulted him somehow?

[silverterror]

His words were a low, icy near purr and he didn't take his eyes off her. "I said come down, Yui-chan."

[mountebanking]

Yuichi damn near fell off her broom at that sudden, direct address. Especially since it was from her real name, which she didn't use nearly as much as she had during childhood. As she regained her balance, her mind raced furiously, bouncing to the only possible conclusion. "You..." She pointed a finger accusingly. "You're one of Sei-chan's cousins, aren't you?!"

[silverterror]

"Cousins? Oh no. All my cousins have red hair. Come down." He shifted on his feet, poised. Clearly he intended to come up there after her if she didn't comply.

[mountebanking]

"Big brother, then?" It became equally apparent that Yuichi had no intention whatsoever of coming down, discreetly readying a nearby seal to get her out of the direct line of conflict, if it came down to it. She squinted down at him, a bit of disbelief creeping into her voice as she desperately stalled. "...father?"

[silverterror]

His words were a low, near feral growl. "No, Yui-chan." He pulled his blade partially from the scabbard, staring up at her. "Come. Down."

[mountebanking]

She swallowed, her throat suddenly bone dry. "Y-You make a compelling argument!" She laughed nervously, putting her pipe away. "But! I feel that I have an equally compelling rebuttal." She took a deep breath, fixed a shiny, almost manic smile in place, and said: "No."