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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 3:05 am
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He began to, once again, train blood spear. He smiled, as he entered his form. He began to pulse a network of chakra throughout the ground, as the blood seeped outwards, through the grass. He molded it, and shaped it into a frail little... pencil shaped object. That was not nearly what he wanted. He could have simple used a damn senbon otherwise... [3/12]
He again tried, though it was hardly a better product. It was simply... a larger version of the last. The blood that he was pulsing seemed to be perfectly fine... so he wondered, why could this not be the same as well? It was annoying. It was hard to think about. And he was getting frustrated. ''....Ugh.'' [4/12]
The next attempt was a half-way mark. It was hardly perfected. At all. It was actually rather disgusting in some ways. A bloody gory mess.. It was a small javelin that was seeping with blood. Some of it dripped onto himself, though he only licked it off. Wasn't too bad... [5/12]
[3/3]
He felt a pulse of energy within him, though through curiosity, and due to him not really knowing what it is, he put it off as some side-effect from entering his angel for too long. Even though he had only been in the stage for a minute at most. He shrugged, and again focused, though it was quite failtastic. It wasn't better than the last attempt by any means, except it formed a bit quicker. But that wasn't nearly enough... [6/12]
EDITED AS WELL
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 3:24 am
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He shrugged, and would begin to try again. ''Blood... Spear...'' The blood throughout the ground pulsed, as a figure took form, where there were formerly air particles. The figure was near-complete; it was like a spear, though it had small holes, and was smaller than what the product felt like it would be. He smiled, though. He was gaining progress. Slowly; but surely. Surely.... [7/12]
Next, he began to attempt to fill in the holes; with increased concentration and such. The blood formed into an incomplete spear, though it was noticeably better than the last time. Noticeably HARDLY better. It was sad. It was only seconds before it broke up into particles, as he would try again. [8/12]
[1/4]
It would continue to grow slightly more accomplished with each attempt, and this time, the holes were nearly gone, all that lacked was the size, and a small difference within the shape. He facepalmed, before trying again. ''...Again....'' [9/12]
This time, it would begin to grow in improvement tremendously. The size was now completely adequate; the only lacking difference was the shape. It wasn't all too important, though, he knew more than anyone how foolish using incomplete abilities was in battle. ''Heh...'' He dispersed it into particles once more, and would attempt his final try; for he had a feeling it was his last. [10/12]
And it was. He formed the blood through the air, and a complete, perfected spear formed. ''Good.'' It was large, bloody, and he could tell it was complete. This would be a great skill in battle. Now he just had to make sure he used it right.... He dispersed the spear, and began to take a small rest. [11/12]
[2/4]
EDIT BAAAW
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 3:27 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 9:35 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 10:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 7:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 8:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:23 pm
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