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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:40:21 GMT
Training for:
Name: Shuushagan no Jutsu - Vanishing Facial Copy Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, Medical, Stealth.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals:-
Requirements: Corpse.
This technique is a was developed for spying with grisly effects. The user applies their hand onto the subject's face, stealing its features and making it their own. Since what is stolen is the face itself, the disguise achieved through facial features alteration won't reveal the tiniest flaw. The victims this technique are reduced to faceless corpses atrocious even to look at. The user can change their voice to be like that of the victims, making a very convincing copy.
Akane leaned back in her cell. She felt the walls and floors and her seat. All of it was concrete. It didn't feel good to sleep on. At least she was able to get out of her bindings and relax that way. However, she knew that the Kage wouldn't accept a plea bargain, and that the man that came to visit her earlier was no more than a useless ninja. She began to formulate a plan for her eventual escape, knowing that she would need to if she ever wanted to see the light of day again. Her accursed eyes stared up at the ceiling.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:40:34 GMT
Akane felt her face, gently touching it. She began to ponder the abilities of her chakra and what she could do with it. The medical-nin knew about a facial copy technique which would extract the face of a corpse and plant it on the user's face. The product was leaving the corpse's face a grisly extraction of blood and peeled off skin. Her hand continued to touch her face, feeling at it gently. 'I need to do what is necessary.' she pondered, and began to methodically develop a theory for the jutsu. In Akane's -- no, with such catastrophe as this, it wasn't Akane. It was Kane.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:40:51 GMT
In Kane's mind, she pondered her plan. She would need to get out of the cell, first. That was the first and foremost plan needed to be complete. Unlike her original escape, she needed to develop a fully fledged plan. Faking her death was known by the ninja of her village -- at least, the ones who mattered. The plan was simple, then. She would need to escape either through the front or through some other direction. They would need to expose of her refuse somehow, and Kane assumed that they had a restroom, if not for the guards.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:41:03 GMT
Kane remembered: There were two guards at all times outside of her cell. If she broke out the door of the cell, she would need to deal with not only the two guards, but the guard that delivered her food. In the event of her escape, she would hide the bodies inside of the prison cell and lock it behind her, hopefully hiding the bodies from anyone coming by the solitary cell. The medical-nin stared up at the ceiling, slowly but surely formulating her attack plan. In the event of the Kage or any developed ninja arriving, she would need to surrender, of course. She couldn't repeat her past and attempt to escape from them.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:41:18 GMT
Akane thought back to her past and what needed to be done. She couldn't escape now -- she needed to train. Her plans were getting gradually more complex, considering for more emergencies. Most importantly, however, was what she needed to use to escape: the facial wiping jutsu. She would need to steal the uniform off of one of the guards and hide the bodies inside of the cell. Hopefully, there was a female guard so that she didn't seem like a dyke. The plan was simple from there. Once she got the uniform, she would need to either leave through the front or escape through a plumbing system that would most definitely lead out of the village.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:41:39 GMT
Kane felt her face again. She touched it gently, feeling at it with her chakra. She began to gently pull at her face, initiating the beginning phases of the Vanishing Facial Copy Technique, but not following through. She gripped the concrete on the wall, testing the beginning phases on the wall. She imagined a face, deathly pulling the face off of the man's poor corpse. Chances are that they wouldn't be able to identify the body after Kane pulled his or her face off. By doing this, she could begin to escape. She felt her soft skin after touching the concrete, slowly putting together the necessary experimentation to learn the technique.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:41:52 GMT
The medical-nin continued to feel at her face, and yawned gently. 'I can't get tired, now. I need to learn this jutsu.' she told herself, continuing to develop her thoughts on the jutsu. If her mind allowed her to work peacefully, she might actually be able to see a sunset again. She did pushups in her cell, feeling her muscles work. She would need them when she got out of her cell. Once she sat back up, she began to grip her face and the wall, transplanting the feeling over. She began to suck and suck at the wall, developing a feel for what it would be like to transplant the face.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:42:21 GMT
Once she thought she had mastered Vanishing Facial Copy Technique, she laid back, going back to thinking about her future. She would need to do things, including find an effective hideout, amass allies and avoid capture. Only then can she pursue her true calling: experimentation and learning. People may resist her treatments and how she believed the world functioned, but Akane knew it was all true. Her future brotherhood would be upped by her research, inevitably leading to the rise of her experiments to reevaluate the political scene.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 11, 2015 20:42:40 GMT
Kane continued to stare at the ceiling, thinking about the world and how things would be up until she hatched her great plan. She couldn't break the concrete, for sure, but she did have the option of killing herself. As she didn't have a fission variant of herself, she couldn't reincarnate herself like a snake sage, and the best chance she had was to jar the door with her violent wind palm, but she wouldn't take that chance. All she could do was bide her time and patiently wait for her developing jutsu to become ready for a fully-fledged plan. The thread has ended.
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