Hashirama
(#3171052)
Level 4 Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.85 m
Wingspan
6.76 m
Weight
906.97 kg
Genetics
Tomato
Tiger
Tiger
Blood
Stripes
Stripes
Red
Circuit
Circuit
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 4 Skydancer
EXP: 1745 / 4027
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
10
INT
25
VIT
5
MND
9
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
- Unnamed
- Firemist
- Firedancer
- RoyalBlood
- TigerBlood
- Baladitya
- Empress
- Birthday
- Konoha
- BloodWing
- IceBlood
- Itaiai
- FireSon
- TigreRouge
- Dante
- Firewing
- Ember
- Flamedancer
- Tempest
- Firestrom
- Ares
- Banner
- Mara
- Empress
- Crim
- Mirai
- Mushuu
- Firescale
- Bloodwing
- Redclaw
- Firestorm
- Bloodwing
- Redfeathers
- Fireworks
- Magma
- Principality
- Warsong
- Victorious
- SkyDance
- Soar
- CrowsFlight
- Crimson
- FireLullaby
- Crim
- Ember
- Ember
- Tomato
- Bloodsoil
- Crimsonwing
- Garnet
- CherryBlood
- CrimsonCherry
- Vermilion
- Ruby
- Cherry
- XXY
- Prince
- Molten
- Flame
- Ember
- Ruby
- Ruby
- Rust
- Firewall
- Cherry
- Firesoul
- Garnetprince
- Crimsonqueen
- Fire
- Blood
- Rust
- Cyrimm
- Mara
- Brohm
- Dual
- Sunset
Biography
The Will of Fire.
There was an oddly familiar feeling he may describe as being lurched, pulled, tugged, perhaps torn apart. Hashirama was quite the eccentric and always faced situations with a fresh, optimistic outtake, but this... was very new.
When he opened his eyes, he was in an unfamiliar land, an unfamiliar body and even less familiar thoughts permeated his mind.
Weaving seals was impossible within this body as he soon found out when he tried to cancel the spell he imagined he was under, and what he thought were his hands turned out to be akin to paws, four-fingered and unfit to hold any shuriken or kunai.
"Ah, well this is a predicament, ahaha~" Even though his voice sounded his own, it rang differently within his skull.
It was not long until he learned of his new body's limitations and new functions, opting to survey this new vast world before him. It seemed that after the spell of Edo Tensei had been broken, this was where they ended up... Was it purgatory? Heaven? He could not tell for certain, but these dandelions certainly were tasty! Oh and that fat beetle over there, too! What of this small mouse?
...oh wait, maybe trying out that fish wasn't such a good idea after all...
"Silly brother." A familiar grumble pulled him from his misery.
"Tobirama~ It's you, isn't it?"
"Who else would I be calling brother?"
"Don't eat the brown, magenta-striped fish..." It was not as if his sibling did not know such a fact already. He imagined Tobirama somehow came here before him in a very odd twist of time.
The Imperial gave a sigh, its long whiskers rippling from the exhale. "Oarfish aren't anything someone like you can digest."
"But they looked tasty... and were tasty, so how can it be bad to eat them?"
"I can't believe you..."
Eventually, while roaming the land, the two came across ones that were once their sworn enemies. Their life within the clan is not exactly peaceful, but the other dragons certainly never mind the semi-constant battles waged between Madara, Izuna, Hashirama and Tobirama.
There was an oddly familiar feeling he may describe as being lurched, pulled, tugged, perhaps torn apart. Hashirama was quite the eccentric and always faced situations with a fresh, optimistic outtake, but this... was very new.
When he opened his eyes, he was in an unfamiliar land, an unfamiliar body and even less familiar thoughts permeated his mind.
Weaving seals was impossible within this body as he soon found out when he tried to cancel the spell he imagined he was under, and what he thought were his hands turned out to be akin to paws, four-fingered and unfit to hold any shuriken or kunai.
"Ah, well this is a predicament, ahaha~" Even though his voice sounded his own, it rang differently within his skull.
It was not long until he learned of his new body's limitations and new functions, opting to survey this new vast world before him. It seemed that after the spell of Edo Tensei had been broken, this was where they ended up... Was it purgatory? Heaven? He could not tell for certain, but these dandelions certainly were tasty! Oh and that fat beetle over there, too! What of this small mouse?
...oh wait, maybe trying out that fish wasn't such a good idea after all...
"Silly brother." A familiar grumble pulled him from his misery.
"Tobirama~ It's you, isn't it?"
"Who else would I be calling brother?"
"Don't eat the brown, magenta-striped fish..." It was not as if his sibling did not know such a fact already. He imagined Tobirama somehow came here before him in a very odd twist of time.
The Imperial gave a sigh, its long whiskers rippling from the exhale. "Oarfish aren't anything someone like you can digest."
"But they looked tasty... and were tasty, so how can it be bad to eat them?"
"I can't believe you..."
Eventually, while roaming the land, the two came across ones that were once their sworn enemies. Their life within the clan is not exactly peaceful, but the other dragons certainly never mind the semi-constant battles waged between Madara, Izuna, Hashirama and Tobirama.
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