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  1. Masuda stared blankly at the people around him, slouching in his seat. *God shit, huh? We've been here for like- Two minutes.* Seems someone has no idea how time works. *Why are we already fighting gods?* The shinobi thought, zoning out for a second. Then, something caught his attention. " Hmph. " A small puff of smoke expelled from his nose. He was displeased. " So you're sayin we're too weak? " A brow was raised. Masuda was the competitive type, and he was never happy when the topic of being too weak was brought up. He sat up straight. " Azelhart, " He didn't address the girl. He had no clue who she was. " I'm sure you've heard about how I've single-handedly saved our men from several falling missiles. Or how I beheaded a shit ton of pirates in mere seconds. " He went on. " Gods are just really big mortals. If it bleeds, I can kill it. " " And that's only me. " He added, slouching again. @Phoebe @Xoco
  2. Howard's attempt to get Ivan to stop was too little, too late. The planes had already unleashed their streak of projectiles which hurled violently towards the ships. Hearing the ominous whistle of the bombs, many pirates turned their heads up in shock. Were the enemy so desperate to eliminate them that they would kill their own men in the process? Masuda tilted his head up towards the sky, gritting his teeth angrily. " Who's the idiot who did this..? " He muttered, narrowing his eyes. " Looks like it's up to me to intercept them.. " He rose up onto his feet, still riding the water dragon. Suddenly, a cloud of white smoke burst around his body. As it cleared, it became apparent that there were now 31 Masudas, including the original. A cloning technique? Possibly. He grinned. " This'll be one HECK OF A RIDE! " The Shinobi shouted, a horde of 30 clones springing upwards towards the missiles. Thin silk emerged from their sleeves, tying onto the bombs like tentacles. The clones maneuvered around the torpedos effortlessly, using quick footwork to spring through the sky. " ROUND EM UP! " Ordered the original. The Masudas began tugging the missiles to a central point, holding them together tightly. It wasn't the cleanest formation, but this was Masuda. What did you expect? " Mission complete. " He said after a few moments, turning back to face the ship, snapping his fingers, a large explosion bursting out from behind him. The clones poofed as the mosh-pit of missiles imploded. What badassery. @Phoebe @Agent Knockout *Your welcome.*
  3. *These people are mighty interesting.* " And you can call me Masuda. " He said once Addison's introduction was over. Masuda stared down at the map, not really giving a shit. He could honestly care less about where they were going, He was just there out of boredom. The shinobi looks out through the windows, grinning, trying to contain his laughter. *Now this.. THIS is fun.* He thought, putting his kunai away. *Let's mess with them a bit.* He suddenly took his feet off of the ceiling, slapping his left palm onto it instead. He hung there like a chandelier. What the hell was he gripping on? It was a flat surface. He giggled like a child, flipping back to his original position, crouching down on the ceiling once again. " Yeah, we're clear. But why only 100 meters? " Masuda questioned. " Can't we go more? " @Phoebe @The North Wind @Djinn&Juice
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  7. *This place is as boring as ever.* Masuda thought, squinting. He was in quite the position, standing upside down on the ceiling like it was the ground. The clothes he wore dropped down, his scarf covering a bit of his view. His gaze darted around the place, becoming to grow visibly impatient. " We're supposed to meet someone here? " He asked rhetorically, moving his scarf out of the way with his right hand, crossing his arms and sighing. " I'm getting an eerie vibe.. " He told Addison, a kunai dropping from his right sleeve, into the clutch of his palm. He began to spin it about with great skill, the sound of the blade cutting through the air coming and going at different volumes. This was the kind of thing he did when bored. Quite the interesting fellow, huh? @Phoebe
  8. Munch. Munch. Munch. Masuda stares outside the window of a tall tower he randomly got into. A piece of bread was in his mouth. He was just having a snack. He looks out with dead eyes. *Why are people screaming?* He thinks to himself, putting a hand out to the window frame. He unlocks and opens it, pausing his chewing for a moment. *Well, I guess I should just go find out.* Suddenly, he vanishes into a flickering blur, traveling over to where most of the commotion seemed to be. Masses of wind are thrown about, gliding through trees, making people's clothes rustle about. Munch. Munch. Munch. There the speedy shinobi was again, standing right in the middle of the courtyard without a care. He stares up to the portal, raising a brow. " Whv hvckd izzz dt? " He asks, his speech muffled by the bread in his mouth. He swallows his food down, putting his hands on his hips and just glaring at the portal. " Is this an illusion? " He wonders. [ " Whv hvckd izzz dt? " -> " What the heck is that? " ] @Phoebe
  9. *Bullets are still flying every-which-way.. If we were to go on with our current plan, it's likely we'd be shot down by our own comrades...* Azami thinks to herself, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. " You know what...? Forget the plan. Masuda, I'm gonna have to ask you to get onto the ship directly. It's all we can do to ensure we get to the alien lady. " She says after a few moments of thinking. " What!? Go on that ship alone? They'll kill me! " Masuda shouts in response. " No one will lay a damn finger on you if you're surrounded by dragons. " Azami says, clearing her throat. " Koyama and I will be in charge of backing you up, that includes providing you with a proper escort. If you speed along onto the ship with the water dragons by your sides, you'll be just fine. " She explains. Koyama had barely any grasp of what was going on, so he merely nodded in approval. " You're sure..? I don't wanna die in a place like THIS. " Masuda says, pointing a thumb out to the sea. Azami slaps him across the face. " You better do it. " And so, Masuda rose to his feet, his gaze locking onto the ship. Purple-colored lighting began to spark about around him, surging across the shore. Azami and Koyama rush to his sides, both crouching down and sticking their hands in the water. A visible reaction occurs, bursts of light beaming from under the surface. As their hands emerge from the water, 3 dragons emerge. They had no body, but were simply composed of a long neck and large head, wielding brightly-colored yellow eyes. Every body part of theirs was made of water. They took a common triangle formation, one that was very popular in The Rainbow League. Masuda hops onto the frontal dragon, sitting on it's dense surface. " Hard to believe these things aren't alive, huh? " Masuda asks, letting out a small chuckle. " Shut up and get going! " Azami calls out. The dragons begin to surf through the water, nearing the ship at high speeds. *Don't fuck it up, don't fuck it up, don't fuck it up.* Masuda repeats to himself. @Phoebe
  10. *Eh? Fake? What? Why?* Masuda thought to himself, glancing around at the bushes. *They really ARE fake! Those leaves aren't natural at all.* Getting into a fighting stance, he commences surging chakra around his body, yare for anything. *Shift your weight... Let your energy run free... Keep your eyes forward..* He reiterated in his mind, ascertaining he wasn't caught off guard by some giant spider. He followed through with what Irryn was doing, staying completely still. It was a bit more difficult, considering his energy was surging through his body, but it was a must. He didn't want to be reason they were all randomly attacked by a crazy mutant. His eyes widen, heedfully listening into the nature around him. He was ultra-focused.
  11. Masuda stopped himself from bursting into laughter. * Is she a DOG now? AHAHA! * He thought to himself. He was definitely going to tell Azami and Koyama about this. " Yeah, where ARE we going? " He asked curiously, looking around at the dense foliage. " Hold on... " Masuda slowed down for a little, closing his eyes tightly, opening them after a few seconds. They faintly glowed purple. " I plan on saving energy, so I won't use it fully, but my senses have gone up considerably. " He explained, his eyes darting all over. Every single little noise, he stared in it's direction. He continued to follow his comrades, ready to punch the shit out of whatever came out at them. @Phoebe
  12. " Pfft. Me? Killed? Funny joke. " Masuda said in response, grinning sinisterly. " Ninety to a hundred by hand and blade. Otherwise I could settle for chakra techniques and cap one-hundred-fifty before needing to take a break. " He explained. " If we're facing swarms, I plan on using a rebound-like tactic. Slice through the group, make it to the back, and travel back to your original spot. " He added. " If the time is right, I'll span out and flare away with fire and lightning techniques. I could also travel between them and round them up with silk. " He remarked, having already thought up a plan for dealing with these spiders. Masuda was a guy that didn't need much information. He's been in countless battles, against monsters, people, animals, you name it. He had a set catalog of ready-made strategies in his mind. All he needed was the current situation to conjure up a solution. That's the kind of skill you get when you're a Shinobi, afterall. " Maybe I could even try explosions for the first time! " He exclaimed. There it is. His childish recklessness. One of the many things keeping him from becoming a lord-like fighter. Well, everyone's got ups and downs, don't they? @Phoebe
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