The Day of Thunder

Ranmaru sprang into action, drawing both of his swords and thrusting them forward at where he saw his enemy last. Needles for fingers, sure, but was this strange figure perhaps female?

That was what he would have wondered about first...

"Right, something not of our reality but theirs." Ranmaru's muscles tensed. The idea of his brute strength not working on a problem was, well, problematic! "And since it's our realm, we can't just send the Kami at it. That being said, why doesn't our enemy send nine too?"

For once, Ranmaru got to bask in his ideal world within his dreams. A bunch of men, with their chests bare like him, training side-by-side to be the greatest fighting force in the Empire. The handsome men he'd met during his time at the village were totally there too. At long last, they understood t...

Ranmaru shrugged. "Right, because that's what monks do." He looked over their bodies and then smirked. "Right, you have to train your bodies too and all that." His eyes narrowed. "But okay, you can't help us against the Champion itself. But can you say anything at all about what it is? Will it reall...

"Sounds like you can do a lot then," Ranmaru said, spreading his arms against the rim with a deep groan. "But you heard Shinsei. He's looking for people loyal to a clan."

When Ranmaru got a better look at Hikaru's bare shoulder, he couldn't help but bite his lip . The face continued when he looked over at Genji's body. Could use a bit more muscle, maybe, but that could be corrected. Well, surely it was weird that only one of them hadn't bared his chest yet! "The good...

If there was anything Ranmaru knew, it was to not trust a woman in a leadership role. That and she was like super weird.

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Bypassing the Earth Roll by not partaking.

With all the strangeness going around in the village, it wouldn't be so surprising if the two men thought they heard some sort of bizarre music ... Ranmaru strutted down the field, broad shoulders ready to greet the sun on a new day. And what a good day it was to see not one but two pinnacles of man...

Togashi Satsuki wrote: ↑

Tue Oct 31, 2023 2:59 am

I'm sorry, but Togashi, Saruko, and Mirumoto are kind of superbusy at the moment. Don't worry, RANMARU is here though!

Fixed that for you.

"That is the burden of great men," Ranmaru said, nodding along. He too was convinced that he knew the course of the world and how best to help others. "And so, he has set people on a path to defeat a great evil plaguing the land. Since you are not of a clan, how will you contribute to this reckoning?"

Fortunately for Ranmaru, the nightmare had not involved this horrible alternate reality:

The night before, Ranmaru had been unable to quell his incredibly manly cravings. But this night, all he needed to do was overcome something as silly as fear. That was something that was, of course, for women. Women like the one who had tried to be his rival back during training! She thought she cou...

Ranmaru meandered through camp, shirt bare as always. The only thing that stirred his listlessness was the sight of Genji. Such beauty...! He needed to be on his best behavior.

Though people often had different views on what that meant. "Some tea before resting for the evening? Good, good!"

Ranmaru shrugged. "Serve him. Follow him. Whatever you want to call it."

"Yes, quite." Ranmaru crossed his arms, glancing around for anything else that might have been of interest around here. "You two are Shinsei's people then. Why?" He knew he had been brusque though didn't much care to elaborate further.

The frown wasn't something he expected. "Yes, so we should. Then we can decide which style is preferable." One sword or two swords... Truly a riveting story of manhood.

Lots of manly exertions had not allowed Ranmaru the blissful state of sleep. And so, he walked about a little bit more surly than usual. In the fields, well, he checked out the men as he always did. He definitely appreciated the muscles... and the fact that somebody else would be asked about the bar...

Ranmaru, of all men, was the best at handling two swords. "It's a requirement of Mirumoto's," he said, with only a bit of reverence in it. His true intentions were to surpass him, to teach warriors better than him. It was a point of contention, of course, but in a way Ranmaru expected that it was th...

If there was one thing that Ranmaru knew, it was that fear was for women. He didn't really know how to best describe that in words however. Even on a good day he really wouldn't have been able to. And so, all he did was write "Fear" onto it and let that stand in. When it came time to attack the effi...

When Ranmaru blinked, the sword had come out. He blinked even more as he regarded the craftsmanship. Look at the sharpness, the tasteful thickness of the grip. By the kami, it even has lacquering. His forehead broke out in a sweat as his swords shook in his hands.