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Name: Find Yourself
Rank: C-rank
Type: Normal
Mission given by: Raikage
Rewards: 250 Ryo
Participants: 1 Only [any rank]
Daily: Can only be done once per Character
Description: The Raikage has created a special mission for all shinobi who are element deficient. The mission objective is to learn your first element. This mission is created in order to strengthen the Kumogakure army which is already one of the largest in the shinobi world.
Name: Creativity is Key
Rank: C-rank
Type: Normal
Mission given by: Raikage
Rewards: 250 Ryo
Participants: 1 Only [any rank]
Daily: Twice Daily
Description: The Raikage has created a special mission for all shinobi. The mission objective is to create a custom technique. This mission is created in order to strengthen the Kumogakure army which is already one of the largest in the shinobi world by confusing foreign armies in the battlefield, and forcing them to adjust to new attacks that they have never witnessed before.
Name: Use the Key
Rank: B-rank
Type: Normal
Mission given by: Raikage
Rewards: 300 Ryo
Participants: 1 Only [any rank]
Daily: Twice Daily
Description: The Raikage has created a special mission for all shinobi. The mission objective is to train and learn your created custom technique from the "Creativity is Key" mission This mission is established in order to strengthen the Kumogakure army which is already one of the largest in the shinobi world by confusing foreign armies in the battlefield, and forcing them to adjust to new attacks that they have never witnessed before.
He had finally made it. Looking around all he saw was white masses above and below. They hugged the mountain tightly as this was the only rock formation in the Land of Lightning that peeked out from the clouds. Needless to say the oxygen was very thin, but to Kobachi it felt just right. He was raised in the mountains after all, so his lungs were used to the thin atmosphere, though this was still another level of thin oxygen.
The peek was a flat plateau that was probably twenty meters in diameter. Atop this peek was a lone and flourishing bonsai tree. Kobachi wasn't sure how it came about, but none the less, he was seated under it breathing in the oxygen it provided. His legs crossed and eyes closed, the Genin wandered around in the nebula of his pink matter, until he fell into a meditative trance, into his Mind's Eye. Once there he was sure to remain calm to sustain the peaceful feeling he was experiencing. Today he was thinking about how everything in the world was seemingly connected. That's what he had been told at least. So here he was pondering on this philosophy. Surely after people died they were returned to the earth to be used as plant food and things like that, but he couldn't grasp how all living beings were connected. They each lived different lives and had different goals, values, mindsets, so many things separated them. But still in the end, everyone was the same. No matter how evil your body and bones would be devoured with the same acceptance as even the purest souls.
"Hm" The teen continued to trek the inner sanctums of his brain for the answer. His arms were at ease and relaxed like the most delicate flowers on his legs and his facial expression spoke peace with oneself if one were to see him in the shaded area. About thirty minutes had passed, before his eyes opened from there position and he found his breathes more controlled. His lungs felt how they did when he was in Kumogakure, meaning with the aid of this Bonsai trees produced oxygen his lungs were more than satisfied, so stepping from under the vegetation's protection, he tested the air and found it felt normal to him. Finally stabilized he felt it was time to start his training. His spirituality had been exercised and now it was time for the body.
Like always he carried two things with him. His weapon Furrashu and his burlap sack that would have random items in it. Today the bag held a single jump rope or at least that's all that was removed. Taking out the item, Kobachi began to work on his cardio. Once he felt his heart was beating at maximum he would move onto the next exercise that being his arms. At least one hundred normal push-ups would be done, before he would switch his arms positioning to what would modernly be called Military Push-ups. One hundred later, he would move onto diamond push-ups, then he would stretched out his arms while seated.
After that, he would roll down and begin sit-ups and crunches. Two hundred to the front, then one hundred on each side, before flipping back onto his stomach. Then moving onto his forearms and toes, he would hold the position and begin counting. His goal wasn't a marker time like a minute or so, instead it was however high he could count in one go. Usually when he got around seventy or eighty he would forget the next set of tens. This helped him work on his counting and as well his body. Without further ado, he began. "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19 . . . 20. 21, 22,23,24,25,26,27,28,29,30. 31,32,33,34,35,36,37,38,39 . . . 40. He would continue counting out loud until he got around the sixties. "67 . . . 68,69 . . . 17 . . . that's not right. Oh well. 1,2,3 . . . Continuing up, the Genin this time triumphed over the number seventy, but got stumped at eighty. "78, 79 . . . hmm. 1,2,3,4 . . ." Feeling his workout was being halted while he thought of the correct number, he figured he'd just start over and get it right the next time.
Before the Genin moved out of the planking position about twenty five minutes would have passed and the highest number he reached would have been one hundred and sixty nine an all time high. His abs now felt like they were on fire, burning with intensity, but still hungry for more work as was he, but first. Slipping his arms into his Gi, he removed the covering as it was getting extremely hot and the piece was already sweat drenched. Folding it neatly, under the Bonsai Tree's shadow, now bare chested, his well defined and cut body was visible. With a smile he would walk over to his burlap bag that was beside the trees base and put his jump rope away, only to get two new toys. But not out of the bag, but from behind the tree. Still how he left them from his previous session, he attached his training weight to his legs, but underneath his lower body garment. Remembering the number bold in his mind, Kobachi looked at the perimeter of the plateau. "One hundred and six nine." Already an error in the number, but he knew what he meant.
Not foolish enough to stand on the very edge of the plateau he had about 1m worth of space to slip if he were to, before he'd fall off the mountain. Starting at the base of the bonsai tree, he began doing lunges around the plateau. His target number of reps was one hundred and sixty nine, if he could still move after that, then he would make his way underneath the bonsai tree and regather himself for the next set, for this was only the first one.
1 hour later . . .
Kobachi would find himself with only three more lunges to go, before he could successfully collapse underneath the shaded tree. "Just . . . two more." Nearing his last lunges, he always had the tendency to try his hardest to ensure he wasn't slacking. Lifting his leg higher than normal, he planted it firmly on the ground as he paused and panted. His legs steady trembling, he had only one more lunge to do. One of his eyes closed and the other squinted open burning from sweat, he could feel each drop of the liquid fall from his body. The ring of the plateau was obviously worn from his nearly finished set of training, but he could care less. All he was thinking about was the jug of water in his bag. From sweating so much crystals of salt were beginning to form on his skin.
With his hands still behind his hand gripping his hair in pain, he gritted his teeth as he wrenched out the last lunge and held it for ten seconds. In that moment he was sure to absorb the pain and know that he would be thanking himself in the future. On- one hundred and sixty, sixty nine." He then fell onto the stone surface and used one hand to wiggle into his bag. Finding the jug of water he forced himself into a sitting position, his bare back against the Bonsai Tree. Drinking the water as if his life depended on it, he then capped it and laid back down on the ground allowing the sweat to fall into the dirt and dry on his body.
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Last edited by Poncho on Fri May 16, 2014 11:22 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : Added those missions so I can get so stacks)