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| Training | Ninjutsu | Doton | Doro Bunshin no Jutsu + Gansetsukon + Tsuchi no Pitto- Spoiler:
Name: Doro Bunshin no Jutsu | Mud Clone Technique
Rank: D
Type: Ninjutsu
Range: N/A
Element: Doton (Earth)
Description: A relatively simple technique that allows a ninja to create a clone of themselves. By quickly tapping their foot on the ground, the user is able to channel their Doton chakra into the soil and cause a clone of mud rise out from the ground before them. The clone is tangible to a certain degree, allowing it limited interaction with the environment. The clone is incapable of performing any form of jutsu as it lacks chakra, only being restricted to simple kicks and punches (regarded as D-Rank level attacks for RP’s sake). When struck, the clone splatters into a small explosion of mud that engulfs all around it in a 5ft radius. Note that while the clone is composed of mud, it is not necessary for a source of mud to be required for this technique’s functioning; rather, the user can perform this technique on solid ground.
Chakra Cost: 4
Name: Gansetsukon | Rock Spear
Rank: C
Type: Ninjutsu
Range: Close (0m - 5m)
Element: Doton (Earth)
Description: This jutsu allows the user to take a small chunk of rock and turn it into the shape of a staff. The user can then use it as a weapon or throw it with pinpoint accuracy at their opponent.
Chakra Cost: 5
Name: Tsuchi no Pitto | Earth Pit
Rank: C
Type: Ninjutsu
Range: Close (0m-5m)
Element: Doton (Earth)
Description: After forming the required handseals, the user will slam his foot onto the ground. This shall cause the ground underneath the target to immediately crumble away and drop them into a deep, circular pit. The pit itself shall be 5 meters deep and have a radius of 5 meters. The walls and floor of the pit shall be composed of a soft, sticky mud, which can hold the target in place and restrict their movement enough to lower their movement speed by 5%.
Chakra Cost: 5
It was time for a little training. Those were the words that popped into Masquerade’s head as he looked up from his book. He was resting under the shade of a tree with his back leaning against the sturdy trunk. Before him was a seemingly endless plain of grassy hills and tall, leafy trees, all basking in the light of the Sun. The vegetation around him swayed gently in the light breeze that blew past every so often. It was a peaceful scene to behold, which was why Masquerade had chosen to stop here. And while he was here, he may as well get some training done.
Snapping his book shut and pocketing it, Masquerade rose to his feet and stepped out from the shade into the sunlight, his mask’s visor helping to protect his eyes from the dazzling radiance. Glancing around carefully to ensure that no one was there, Masquerade considered for a minute, going over the theory for the techniques he was going to practice. Once he was ready, he closed his eyes and quickly tapped his right foot against the grassy soil, channeling his chakra into the ground through his foot as he did so. He opened his eyes just in time to see a formless blob rise from the ground and quickly shape itself into an exact duplicate of Masquerade.
The two figures looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, then the original nodded in satisfaction. Step 1 was complete. Now for Step 2.
The original Masquerade silently gestured to a spot some 10ft to his right. With a nod, the clone obeyed and walked over to the designated spot. The two Masquerades then faced each other, and the original proceeded to slowly form a sequence of handseals with his hands. For a few minutes, the original simply stood in his place, repeatedly performing the same handseals over and over again as he practiced them, while the clone watched silently.
Once the original had deemed himself prepared, he spread his feet a little wider and performed the handseals once more. When the last symbol was formed, the original Masquerade slammed his foot onto the ground as before. The ground beneath the clone immediately began to crumble and the clone was suspended in mid-air for a fraction of a second before he plummeted into the pit’s depths. The real Masquerade walked over to the pit and glanced down into it.
Five meters below him, the clone was cautiously trying to lift his feet out of the mucky floor of the pit. The clone’s movement had been noticeably slightly reduced as it attempted to trudge through the sticky mud and move closer to the equally sticky walls. The clone attempted to scale the surface but found himself falling prey to the wall’s adhesive surface once more. Eventually pulling himself out, the clone dropped to the floor and tried to unsuccessfully wipe off the gummy mud on his body. Looking up at the real Masquerade, the clone gave a nod of approval.
Pleased, the real Masquerade then moved away from the clone, leaving it to wipe itself clean. Of course, such an action was pointless as the clone could be dispersed at anytime and need not have to be cleansed at all. But Masquerade was not yet done with the clone. He still had one more technique to try, which the clone was also aware of; otherwise, it would have inquired as to why the original had yet to dismiss him.
The real Masquerade walked across the grassy plain, staying close to the spot where his clone was busy mopping himself off. His head turned from left to right as he searched the landscape for a rock structure. Any would do, whether it was a boulder or a rock formation or something similar. And he found it; a strange rock formation reminiscent in shape to a Coliseum’s pillar. Placing his hand against the structure’s surface, he channeled his chakra into it and pulled a small chunk from its side. Holding it in one hand, he ran the other hand across it, once more channeling his chakra through it. As he stroked his hand against the rock fragment, it shaped itself into long, thin spear of stone. Masquerade slowly tossed the spear from one hand to the other and twirled it around, testing it. He smiled in satisfaction and headed towards the Doro Bunshin.
He found the clone sitting cross-legged on the grass waiting for him. It looked up as the real Masquerade approached, its gaze shifting to the spear clutched in the original’s hand. Without a word, the clone rose to its feet and crossed its arms across its chest, waiting. The real Masquerade raised the spear above his shoulder, taking aim, and then hurled the spear at the clone. The rock spear pierced through the Doro Bunshin’s chest, impaling it through the heart. The Doro Bunshin immediately burst with an explosion of mud. Mud flew everywhere, the majority splattering all over the original’s body.
Masquerade frowned as he wiped the sticky mud off his visor and flicked the residue off his hand. Perhaps it would have been wiser to stand a little further from the clone before he struck it. Hindsight was definitely 20/20.
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