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After the Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended, the world was experiencing a time of peace. The villages for once were able to live in relative harmony with one another as they rebuilt, and for once, all seemed to be well. The kage were able to live peaceful lives and soon began retiring, passing on the baton to the next generations. That is until an unknown virus infects the northern coast. The first to fall is the once powerful Raikage, Ay. While many thought this virus was a simple mutation of what may have well been the flu, no one would ever think of the destruction it would cause. Especially when it infected a certain Uzumaki Naruto.
With his death came the malice; with the malice came the destruction; with the destruction came the shinobi' revolt; and with the revolt came the sacrifices. The Bijuu became filled with malice that they sought to destroy the world. Shinobi sought a way to fight them and once again capture each of the Bijuu. Time passed, and a plan was devised. The Jinchuuriki would be sacrificed for the greater good of the world, and with the deaths of nine individuals, an uneasy peace began.
As time continued, the villages began to truly restructure. In a peace that would last 80 years after the downfall of the Bijuu, the world would see the creation of a great many things. Technology was beginning to take root and before long the blossoms that grew from the tree of the advanced mind would bear fruit. A many great things came to be. A railroad between the vast many nations. Mechanical limbs to replace lost ones. Radios that could reach between villages. Everything seemed to be becoming less reliant on the shinobi. Only the need for them never truly vanished. As with the growth of time, also continued the growth of malice.
A bright Cheshire smile seemed to gleam within the dim light of the workshop, as a young woman's fingers wore restlessly away at the mechanisms splayed out her desk. Clockwork actions clicked together clockwork contraptions, her movements as precise and quick as a machine's in the way she put the interlocking pieces of her puppet's arm together. Some would call it genius, some would call it conditioning; to Zari, it was just a puzzle game.
Only the game she played was her boyfriend.
Bishō was in desperate need of repair, after all! On their date out in the sand dunes a week prior, a passing sandstorm had put dirty old sand in his joints, and his beloved hadn't taken the time to clean it out since then! Oh, what a terrible girlfriend Zari was to her sweet Bishō-kun, risking his handsome body by being so negligent.
But that was okay! She would fix him right up!
Rosy cheeks grew even rosier when the girl had moved from the doll's arm and to its abdomen; she couldn't help but feel color rush to her dark face as she worked on her unclothed boyfriend, her excited eyes trying their hardest to keep level with her work (and not on his tantalizing features~).
"Bishō-kun~" she hummed, taking out the various saw blades and knives from within his nearly hollow torso. Her fingers flicked off bits of ingrained sand that had collected itself on the puppet, before removing and reconnecting the parts to ensure a clean fit. "Your Zari-chan's gonna clean you right up! Don't you worry~"
These kinds of days were Zari's favorite; ones where she didn't have to report to anyone, or take any classes, or anything boring like that. All she had to do was sit in the dark, the spark of steel tools against steel mechanisms lighting her figure every so often, and the chitchat and laughter of other people kept muffled behind the reinforced door of the puppet workshop.
She didn't need to talk to others; Zari only needed Bishō-kun~
Kimiko had looked all. Over. for Zari. Sure, they didn't need to meet up today, but Kimiko had stumbled upon a little trinket that she absolutely had to give to the girl. It was a toy animatronic dog, however the outer padding and fur had been removed, so it looked more like a robot than a puppy. It had ceased to function many years prior; an antique of sorts. Kimiko was wondering if the puppeteer wouldn't be able to breathe life into the toy once more. She'd found it in a thrift shop, the bizarre, furless appearance having caught her gaze. The only place she hadn't yet looked was the puppeteer's workshop. Why Kimiko hadn't thought to check there first, who knows, but the kage was there now and that's what mattered.
The child was far too entranced with her work on her puppet—Bishou, that one? Yeah, she was pretty sure—to notice the woman approaching. The sparks flying from the mechanisms caught her interest, and the pinkette watched for a minute over the genin's shoulder. Puppets had never exactly been something Kimiko could use, but it didn't mean she didn't have an interest. Pointing at the mechanism Zari was currently cleaning, she asked,
"That's a disc rotor, baka-chan~!" he purred playfully. "It makes Bishō-kun's saws spin really-..."
The girl shot upright at the soft voice slipping stealthily into her ear, nearly bashing backwards into the woman's bust with the back of her crimson head. Her face shared the hue of her hair in surprise, her thoughts having been seething in perverse perceptions of her puppet companion; it was rude to intrude on a girl during her naughty alone time!
"K-kimko-senseeeeei!" Zari wauled, her arms noodling frantically to get her teacher away from her workbench. "Don't do that! I was right in the middle of-...just don't!"
She huffed defiantly while crossing her arms, though the girl would soon realize the position her precious Bishō had been left in. A quick glance to his body froze the Genin's blood; he was laying there naked, practically posing for his sensei! Guh, why were men such showoffs?!
A hand quickly draped an old black cloth over the humanoid weapon, hiding his nonexistent shame from the lecherous eyes of her sensei. Pouting, her golden eyes looked up questioningly at the Kazekage. Tiny hands would fan the woman toward the door, one that the Genin should have heard open. Damn Bishō and his distracting sexiness.
"That's a disc rotor, baka-chan~! It makes Bishō-kun's saws spin really-..."
A smile played at the Kazekage's lips when little Zari recognized who she was talking to. Kimiko avoided the collision, putting a hand on her hip, the other hand holding the animatronic under the belly. Her amusement increased when the young girl flailed about
"K-kimko-senseeeeei! Don't do that! I was right in the middle of-...just don't!"
It had always amused Kimiko that Zari called her “Kimko.” It sounded like a brand of crackers, personally, but it was cute all the same.
“Now now...” she started, about to convince the girl to calm down. But the girl's attention had gone back to the puppet, which had been laying spread-eagle upon the workbench. Even with the cloth the child draped over it, it was easy to see the figure. Kimiko recognized this one as Zari's favorite of the two. "
Go away, sensei. Shoo."
Looking from the girl to the covered puppet with a raised brow, Kimiko casually laid her gloved hand over Bishou-kun's crotch.
“But I wanted to admire your equipment, Zari-chan.” Oh yes she did. Also, your font is officially illegible against my template lol.
What was wrong with Kimko-sensei?! Touching her boyfriend like that, knowing full well how she would react to something so vulgar! And to her Bishō-kun, of all people! Sure, he was probably enjoying it all, but at Zari's expense.
In a heave, the girl would throw herself atop the puppet's solid body, whipping her limbs about in a childish attempt to keep the older woman from continuing her bad-touch upon his nonexistent 'artillery'. "Bishō-kun's too young for you! Chikan-sensei!"
The girl would assume an all-fours stance upon the puppet, turning herself around to face the Kazekage as an animal would. Her face had hardened from a pout to a baby-faced glare; just because the woman was her teacher, it didn't give her the right to be a pervert.
Kimiko withdrew her hand when it got smacked by the child's flailing arms. It took all of her professionalism to keep the rising laughter to becoming nothing but a childish smirk.
Bishō-kun's too young for you! Chikan-sensei!"
The smirk widened to a grin.
“Now now, there's no need for namecalling.”
She backed away when Zari-chan took a protective stance over her puppet.
"What do you waaaaant?"
Without missing a beat the teacher presented the lifeless—admittedly creepy—animatronic. The creature had black body covering filled with wiring, as well as a skeletal tail and endings to its feet Kimiko could only assume were once used to mount it to something (but what did she know about these things?) The head was a wad of wires, steel, and plastic with clear plastic housing as a skill. The teeth and eyes were quite realistic, and there were sparse tufts of fur in joints where it had once existed.
“I found this today and thought I would bring it to you. Maybe you can do something with it. Breathe some life into it and I can help you restore it to something that actually looks like a dog and not something out of a horror film.”
It was somewhat of a challenge, but Kimiko was quite interested in Zari's puppetry skills and wanted to not only see what she was capable of, but try to expand her boundaries. There is a spoiler button hiding among all the white here.
Just what in the heck was her sensei trying to give her? It looked like some kind of animal who had a very bad day at the groomers! The toy was obviously mechanical, but was that a skeleton on it? That's super duper creepy!
This wasn't a thoughtful gift! This was just terrifying!
Zari slunk off of her puppet as her face twisted in disgust. "I don't even want to touch that thing, sensei."
She would squint, craning her neck a bit to get a better look, though not daring to bring herself any closer to the abomination. It wasn't necessarily a puppet, but she could already single out enough of the major contraptions protruding from its uncovered body to guess at what the thing could do. Walking. Noise making, probably barking. While it was horrifying with its realistic internal structure, it probably made the thing look more like a real dog than anything; that hinted at its usefulness in acts of subterfuge. That was kind of cool...
But it was still terrifying.
"I'm already busy!" she snipped, glancing back to Bishō. "And I'm not an animal person! I'm a boy person."
It took a lot of willpower to not completely crush the rejected dog. The look on Zari-chan's face was enough to make Kimiko know she'd made a bad choice, but the woman stood still so it could be inspected before it was then ignored.
"I'm already busy! And I'm not an animal person! I'm a boy person."
She almost did crush it that time. Instead, she set it on the floor. The mechanical parts and sand would be a hassle to clean out of the workshop and surely she'd get yelled at. She smiled coolly at the girl.
“I'll keep that in mind, Zari-chan. What sorts of things can your puppet do? You haven't used them in training so much yet.”
That was weird. Usually her sensei would keep pushing her, insisting that she fix the mechanical monstrosity until Zari would comply. But now, she was just okay with her decision? This wasn't very ordinary of Kimko-sensei.
What was she up to?
Zari would sit like a dog on all fours, resting atop her covered puppet, as she unconsciously answered the woman's probing questions about her tool. It always seemed when asked, the Genin could rattle on about puppets.
"Well, he gets dirty easily, and it takes a while to clean the sand out of his gears. It's all of those little spinning bits that let him do things like shoot out kunai and even blow-..."
She would snap back to the present, her expression now fiery with annoyance and anger. Kimko-sensei did it again, didn't she!? Why was she being so probing!? This was her alone time and she wanted to bug her and bond and connect and she was busy and antisocial and uuuuuugh, just no!