Two And A Half Puppeteers

[Versesai]

"Now this is a story all about how my life got flip turned upside down- Wait, what?"

Zaiseku coughed slightly as he stepped out of his front door, putting his hand over his face and yawning loudly. He had barely been awake ten minutes now and he was already fully dressed in his day clothing, ignoring the subtle feeling of heat exhaustion. He wasn't staying in his shitty two room apartment, it was too hot.

"Anyway, I'd like you to take a minute and just sit right there..." he muttered, reaching into his vest and pulling forth a canteen of water and taking a sip as he lifted his other hand, stepping out of his door as chakra strings erupted from his fingers, sliding into his home and attaching themselves to Mosoriku, who came skittering out of the door after a second. Zaiseku collapsed onto the red-cloth covered scorpion shaped puppet and kicked his feet back, propping himself up so that he could lay across it like a bed and use it's tail as a pillow of sorts, directing it to move for him with the chakra strings. He even made it close his door with his tail, the lazy fucker.

"While I tell you the story about how I became the prince of a town called Sunagaku- God, get this song out of my -head-. What did I -watch- last night?" the young ninja groaned as he pulled his hand over his face again. Mosoriku began to skitter down the street now at his direction, intending to direct it to the store before he went for training or a mission...It was probably a hilariously odd sight to watch the red scorpion puppet skitter madly down the street with a man laying full on it's back, propped up like so.

[Microfiles]

Not far away the unique green hair of Tamekaze's flowed freely through the sandy gusts that commonly gushed in and out of Sunagakure. Next to him stood a smaller figure, identified only by the almost identical green hair sat upon it's head and it's toddler-like height. Besides that though both of them were almost completely blocked out by the shadows they seemed to give off to each other. Or just some well placed positioning according to the sun. Either would do.

Eventually the taller, or normal-sized, one of the two began to break from the position into a simple walk. Not even a second passed before his smaller counterpart trailed behind. Of course Tamekaze was controlling Kaze to follow him, however to those around him both of them just seemed like normal people, albeit with a weird taste for posing. The wonder of oversized sleeves.

It wasn't long before the two were actually walking along side the weird scorpion mount and some lazy guy who clearly needed a hair cut. Even if he did seem pretty unique Tamekaze felt challenged by the rather fashionable stance of sitting whilst moving. Quickly whipping his hands upwards, or with a quick swing of his sleeve as everyone else would see it, the mini-me that was Kaze swept from the glorious sand of Suna onto the shoulder of it's master. Sort of like a parrot... but sitting down... and hunched.

"Nice toy you got there."

As he spoke Tamekaze's eyes didn't shift from in front of him. Nor did any body language follow his speech much. In fact he could be perceived as cold if this lazy puppeteer he was addressing was in a bad mood. It was all fun for Tamekaze though, if he didn't find a joke in someone shouting at him he could easily get a kick out of getting chased by a scorpion. Or just talk to the guy. Meh.

[WrightJustice]

Futegai woke up early and quickly had breakfast shwoered and got dressed in his full shinobi gear as if going on a mission, which it did feel like to him as he was going to take the chuunin exam soon and he wanted to go around the village as a genin for one last time (assuming he was going to pass of course) wanting to take it in before his duties changed and as if he would suddeny become a different person.

Exiting his house he took the scroll he carried off his back and summoned a large armoured gorilla like puppet before himself, hopping ontop and setting off the way he loved best, riding ontop of his masterpiece Enjinkouhei as they traveled through the blistering sandy winds and the desert heat.

Futegai hadn't been walking along the sandy baked streets of Sunagakure when he arrived at a junction with two boys, each with their strange hair, one with green hair and the other with absurdly long messy hair. Looking the dudes up and down he quickly discerned that they were both puppeteers like he was, especially the long haired lazy looking guy who had a strange scorpion looking masterpiece.

"Ohohoh, so I see you two must share the same magnificant art as me!" yelled Futegai in amazement whilst manipulating his gorilla to walk them over to the two boys.
"Isn't Kugutsu just an amazing art? Oh and your masterpieces must be so wonderful" he sounded proud about the fact they all used Kugutsu.

[Niro]

Owaru groaned and woke up from his peaceful slumber. He rolled over in his bed and looked at the clock as it read 9:13. He rolled out of bed and onto the floor. After laying there for a long minute he got up and grabbed a pair of clothes before going into his apartment's medium-sized bathroom.

Water smashed into the ground as Owaru stepped into the shower and cleaned himself off. After several minutes he emerged from the shower and wrapped himself with a pink floral towel. What? I like pink towels. Assholes.

Anyway, he got his clothes and changed into his normal, everyday outfit of consisting of a thin, long sleeved shirt. On top of it is a tan shirt that went to his elbows, in the lining of the shirt is a thin chainmail that helps protect against projectiles. His pants werewhite to reduce heat and wrapped around the left leg was a kunai and shuriken holster with a ninja pouch on his left hip behind his Kama which is had picked up and placed on his person as he passed his dresser.

He moved to grab breakfast and his eye twitched when he heard some kid yelling.

"Ohohoh, so I see you two must share the same magnificant art as me!" Owaru couldn't take such loud noises in the morning and pulled out a kunai as he stalked over to his window and flung it at the kid's forehead. Some seals later the kunai was stopped right in front of the loud kid's forehead. Nah, he wasn't really going to attack him, only scare the shit outta him.

[OOC: You guys don't have to post jutsus in socials if you don't want. I know I'm not going to. D:]

[Versesai]

It wasn't highly advanced, but Mosoriku served his purpose -very- well. Study, reliable, fast and his arsenal, while basic, provided all the things Zaiseku needed to carry out his operations without hitches. Plus, very few other puppets looked so cool draped in a heavy read cloth with their tails tied up in the air. It was actually kind of cool looking, especially when he was basically laying on it's back like a mobile bed. He was used to some looks or comments here and there, but Sunagakure Puppet-nin were it's pride and joy and more often he received compliments the anything negative. Even the negativity was more playful and light then insulting, really. So when the man walked up beside him with his puppet and called Mosoriku a toy, Zaiseku grinned a bit.

"Well.." he said, glancing up at the man and deciding to return the playful barb with one of his own, saying "He is quite a toy. Fast, strong and armed for combat, not to mention he makes one hell of a easy ride." he said, grinning a little brighter as his fingers moved the puppet strings to propel him forward, slowing the pace a little to keep up with the guy beside him. It was nice to talk to another puppeteer, though he wasn't in the mood for a pissing content, so he just kept it low key. Often if you started bragging about your puppet or comparing them, it turned into a match and Mosoriku wasn't so great at up-close encounters just yet. Maybe with some bombs or something.

Next on the list of things to happen was a third puppeteer arrived on the back of a rather large, rather imposing puppet that resembled a gorilla of sorts. It was an impressive looking strongarm puppet, though he felt that familiar puppeteers pride come through him in a way. Comparing 'Masterpieces' like that always led to trouble, someone would take offense and start a battle and then he'd get drug in. So he just decided to respond a bit, sitting up on the scorpion as the third man joined in time with their steps. "Not bad puppets yourself, though. This here is Mosoriku." he said, patting the scorpion's back a bit. "And my name's Zaiseku, you can call me Zai. What brings three Kugutsu users to the same place I wonder, eh?" he asked, chuckling softly just as the tell-tale sign of a Kunai split the air.

He reacted nearly immediately, his hands moving together to form the position for his assault bunker technique, but the kunai stopped before he could even get everything in order. His jutsu faltered and he sighed, tugging his hand a little as Mosoriku's tail swung out of the air and smacked into the halted Kunai, attempting to knock it out of the air and onto the ground. Glancing up now, he looked up towards the window. Someone was an ass or having a joke on the trio, either way he was tempted to blast them with the Sekenhou.

[Microfiles]

Tamekaze continued to walk normally as the man on the scorpion replied. It was true that the puppet seemed strong, well fitted for most combat situations and could be easily used as a way of transportation. On the other hand it wasn't the green-haired puppeteer's type of puppet at all. Well, at least not for a main use puppet. No, those type of puppets had to be simple and easy to devise plans around, just like Kaze.

Before he could reply though a large, rather intimidating, gorilla-like puppet appeared with it's master also riding it. I didn't realise puppets have turned into mounts... thought the rather playful puppeteer. Tamekaze wasn't one to start fights. Underneath his calm and observing shell was a lovable, playful trickster waiting to pull another harmless prank. However it would be quite a while until he could show that side of himself and so he would introduce himself and just see where this rather coincidental meeting lead them.

"The names Tamekaze, I'm just out to get som-"

Tamekaze's speech was suddenly cut short by the appearance of a kunai heading straight for Daiseku's head. It was a good shot and once it stopped a rather entertaining display of trickery. Marked by the, supposedly inappropriate, grin present underneath Tamekaze's extended cloak neck. Fair play to whoever done it.

[Versesai]

[OOC: Microfiles left the site. D= Anyone else interested in continuing this? We could just say Tamekaze, like, jumped away and did something silly when he saw the kunai.]

[WrightJustice]

OOC: Sowwies about late post, lets pretend microfiles dude got blown away by a large wind
IC:

Just as everyone was introducing themselves a missile like kunai zoomed at Futegai's head only stopping inches away, flinching the poor genin into a shocked and frightened state, instantly waking him up to full alertness.
"AAAHH!!" Squeeled the genin.
As the weapon stopped the scorpion riding man caused his puppet's tail to sweep across before him and knock the kunai to the ground, though this didn't stop the air from becoming heavy and filling with unease with the groups eyes being attracted to where the kunai came from.
"Uuggh... I dunno what you think you're doing over there but it's not a nice welcoming gesture at all" shouted Futegai in the direction the kunai came from.
The genin scanned the area and spotted some guy in his house across the street, stalking right beside the window holding the last of his seals he used to stop the kunai.
"Hehe was it you hey?" he spoke kinda threateningly towards the man
"How would you like it if I shot weapons through your window hey?"
The boy then chuckled, afterall he wasn't the type of guy to hold a grudge.
"Haha nevermind"

Futegai turned back to the others when he noticed Tamekaze dude had dissapeared, maybe the strong gust of wind that suddenly blew caught the guy and blew him away?