The Carnage Halls is a Dojo formed by four of Hueco Mundo's elite combat specialists; Three Hollow and One Arrancar. They are known as the Four Lords of the Claw. Training in their Dojo is not for the weak willed as those who come here are not subject to protection against violence from other students. It is, in fact, encouraged for students to spar and spar often. These spars are known to get out of hand and usually result with somebody getting devoured.
The only law in the Carnage Halls is that of strength. Weakness is not allowed to exit the doors once it enters them.
::-:: Armed Combat Techniques ::-::
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Name: Agitowari ("Chin Splitting" ) – 6 Posts (600 words) Type: Armed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: The practitioner attempts to bisect an opponent from the jaw down the length of the body with a single weapon strike. It possesses a Speed = user's Movement Speed and a Power = to user's Strength+15 - Costs 2 SE
Name: Suikawari ("WatermelonSplitting" ) – 7 Posts (700 words) Type: Armed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: An attack aimed at the top of an opponent's head in an attempt to cause massive cranial damage, if not split the skull entirely. It possesses a Speed = user's Movement Speed+5 and a Power = to user's Strength+10 - Costs 2 SE
Name: Hōzan Kenbu ("Crumbling Mountain Sword Dance" ) – 8 Posts (800 words) Type: Armed Combat [Defensive] Element: - Range: Self Only Description: The user of this technique begins to wildly swing their weapon at high speeds all around their body, making it really difficult for an enemy to attack them in close range. It has a Defensive Power = to the user's Defense+15; and if the user's Speed is higher than their attacker's Speed; It is increased by a further +10 in Defensive Power. : - Costs 4 SE.
Name: Ryodan ("Bisection" ) – 10 Posts (1000 words) Type: Armed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: Grasping his or her sword with both hands, the practitioner brings it down with enough force to cut an opponent in half down the middle. The speed and force of the air around the blade almost feels like an explosion. Attack Speed = user's Movement Speed, Attack Power = User's Strength +40; If the user's Strength is higher than their opponent's Strength; the opponent's Defense/Defensive Power is debuffed by -10 against this attack. - Costs 7 SE, 2 Post Cool-Down
Name: Hitotsume: Nadegiri ("First Strike: Mow Down" ) – 10 Posts (1000 words) Type: Armed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: A precision cut of extreme force and speed which can casually slice through large, multi-story high opponents protected by steel skin. This slash is so precise and swift, its victims are not even aware of it until after it has taken place. It has a Speed = User's Movement Speed+40 and a Power = User's Strength. If the user's Speed is higher than their opponent's Speed; the opponent's Defense/Defensive Power is debuffed by -10 against this attack. - Costs 7 SE, 2 Post Cool-Down
::-:: Unarmed Combat Techniques ::-::
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Name: Tessho ("Iron Palm" ) – 5 Posts (500 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: An open palm strike which can effortlessly shatter a Hollow's head with a single strike, or so it is rumored. It possesses a Speed = user's Movement Speed and a Power = to user's Strength+10 - Costs 1 SE
Name: Tsukiyubi ("Thrust Fingers" ) – 6 Posts (600 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: The practitioner extends the index and middle fingers of one hand in unison while they are in contact with an opponent, who is sent flying several meters away. It possesses a Speed = user's Movement Speed and a Power = to user's Strength. If the user's Strength+10 is higher than their opponent's Strength or Defense; They are blown backward and out of melee distance of the user for 1 post. - Costs 2 SE
Name: Panchira Torunēdo ("Panty-Flash Tornado" ) – 8 Posts (800 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: The practitioner performs an upside-down rotating straddle split, allowing them to deliver multiple kick attacks to a nearby opponent. Each kick moves at the user's Speed +5, but each kick only has a power of half their Strength. Only up to five [5] kicks can be executed in a single post. If all five [5] kicks are used in a single post the opponent takes a -10 Clarity towards this attack. : Applying on-hit effects on the extra "kicks" at half effectiveness :- Costs 1 SE Per Kick
Name: Kazagaruma ("Windmill" ) – 9 Posts (900 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: Throwing their body up into the air, the practitioner makes a shearing movement with their legs, allowing them to move one leg in front of the other, before performing a devastating kick which sends the target flying away with tremendous force. It has a Speed equal to the user's Movement Speed+10, and a Power equal to their Strength+5. If the user's Strength is higher than their opponent's Strength or Defense; The Power is increased by 5 - Costs 3 SE; 1 Post Cool-Down
Name: Ikkotsu ("Single Bone" ) – 12 Posts (1200 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: A powerful punch which can possibly destroy much of the target's abdomen, send them flying along a city street, and throw them through a building. It has a Speed equal to the user's Movement Speed and a Power = to their Strength+30 - Costs 4 SE; 1 Post Cool-Down
Name: Sokutsu ("Double Bone" ) – 15 Posts (1500 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: A powerful, two-fisted punch, which can potentially destroy an opponent in one blow. It works by channeling so much power into the impact that the reiatsu reverberations tear muscle and crush bone. It has a Speed equal to the user's Movement Speed and a Power = to their Strength+35. If the user's Strength is higher than their target's Defense or Stamina; Their Defense is lowered by -15 against this attack and for 2 posts after. - Costs 8 SE; 3 Post Cool-Down Special: Must know Ikkotsu and have at least 200 Reiatsu to learn.
Name: Raioken ("Thunder King Fist" ) – 15 Posts (1500 words) Type: Unarmed Combat [Offensive] Element: - Range: Melee Description: The practitioner performs a series of ultra-high-speed punches with both arms. The punches are so fierce and rapid, that it is almost like a single blow that can pummel the intended target into a deep crater. It has a Speed equal to the user's Movement Speed+25 and a Power = to their Strength+25. - Costs 8 SE; 3 Post Cool-Down Special: Must have at least 200 Reiatsu to learn.
Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2020 2:12 am
The demon smiled as his opponent placed their hand on their sword. Thye dance was soon to begin. Eiji almost casually placed his own hand upon the hilt of his blade. In an instant, his stance shifted to that of a predator, low and ready to strike. His blade remained in it’s scabbard for now. It would only be drawn when it was time to draw blood. For now, it would remain in it’s sheath until it was time to kill. The smile that crossed Eiji the Demon’s lips was not an unpleasant one. In another more normal situation it perhaps would be seen as a normal smile from a normal person. But this was no normal person, and this was no normal situation. The smile that played across his lips was one of a predator who knew he was about to taste blood. It was one of excitement. One of yearning. Like a leopard looking down upon its prey.
The dance began in earnest as the hollow lunged at him. He stepped to the side, and let the hollow stumble past. Eiji’s hand did not leave it’s position, fingers open and relaxed, the palm lightly resting upon the soft ray skin of his katana. It yearned to be drawn. Eiji could hardly contain himself. But he knew how much sweeter the kill would be if he waited, how much more glorious it was to cut down your opponent in one swift blow. It was well worth the wait.
In a presice step, Eiji swiftly turned to face his opponent, his stance still low, ready to strike, like a viper waiting in the weeds. The hollow roared as it wheeled around, frustrated that it could not land it’s claws upon him. Eiji’s smirk only grew as his stance grew even lower. He was nearly ready to strike.
The hollow screeched as it flew at him. This time, Eiji did not hesitate. In one swift moment, his sword leaft it’s sheath, and travelled through the air, whistling, and cutting through his opponent with a sickening wet sound. The hollow stumbled past, looking down at it’s stomach as if confused by what had happened. Thislasted for a solid six or secen seconds (Eiji counted) before the hollow fell, crumpling to the ground and melting into an oily puddle. Eiji cleaned his blade upon his sleeve and returned it to it’s sheath, his smile never fading.
This opponent had been fun, but not a challenge. Though the fight had taken less time than he hoped, he was never too upset when he got to draw blood. The hollow had even almost landed a hit on him. Almost.
Eiji reached down and picked up the cracked remnants of the hollow’s mask, looking at it as it began to crumble like chalk. His smile still was apparent on his lips. As if he were watching birds, or enjoying the company of a friend. He did not look like someone who had just taken a life. He never did. The blood still stained the sleeve of his robes, a crimson reminder of another opponent who was not worthy to draw his blood. 544 x2 = 1088
It didn’t take long for another opponent to make themselves known. It never did. Not in the wastes of Hueco Mundo. The smile had faded for now. Only battle excited Eiji, even a little. The newcomer hollow was a bit larger than the other one, it’s fists like battering rams that it smashed together in rage, roparing into the constantly-midnight sky of Hueco Mundo. It lowered it’s head and charged. Eiji sidestepped, almost too easily. His hand went to his blade, not tightly, but just close enough to be drawn at any second. His stance was relaxed, almost lazy. He did not strike at the monster yet. He enjoyed toying with his victims first even the weak ones, which this hollow most certainly was.
The hollow wheeled around and came back for another charge. Eiji ducked under a claw and dodged this attack just as easily as he had the previous assault. For a greater challenge, and a greater thrill, Eiji closed his eyes. There was no way this hollow would draw his blood if he could see it’s attacks. There was little chance it could, even with his eyes closed. He began to strafe around the hollow in a wide circle, his ears picking up every clumsy footstep, every snorted breath. He faced the threat at all times, even though he could not see it. The hollow screamed as it charged, giving it’s position away, even to someone who wasn;t as skilled as Eiji. As the hollow approached, eiji moved forward, planting a foot on the hollow’s chest and launching himself up into the air. As he descended from his leap, his blade finally left it’s sheath.
The blade arched down, making contact with the mask with a sickening sound of shattering bone. The blade cleaved the mask in half and continued down, tearing part of the way into the hollow’s body before it began to disintegrate before Eiji’s very eyes. He landed with a single foot on the hollow mask, the ichor seeping into his robes, staining them for a moment before it melted away into ash and dust. Out of habit, Eiji cleaned his blade, the blood staining his sleeve, covering the blood of the previous victim. His smile was back now in earnest. However, much to his annoyance, there didn’t seem to be anyone else here. He resigned himself to meditation instead.
Eiji knelt, facing a wall, and began to breath, lightly. His breathing became rhythmic, lulling him into a dreamy state, almost a trance. He closed his eyes, and imagined that he was facing a worthy opponent, someone who could match his skill.
The opponent held their blade before them, in a defensive stance. Eiji’s blade was in it’s home, in the sheath. As the opponent moved, so did Eiji, the pair dancing, a violent waltz, where one misstep could lead to death. Would certainly lead to death.
As the opponent struck, so did Eiji. His blade came out with a ring and a thud, as it made contact with the flesh of the opponent. Eiji could taste the blood. His smile was wide. The opponent fell behind him in a wet heap of flesh, and Eiji returned his blade to it’s sheath.
Eiji’s eyes opened, and he stood. His meditations often ended in fantasies of violence.
Yūwaku walks through the area with her entourage of three hollow vassals. Well, they were trying their best to be her vassals, but to be honest they were not entirely sure how that was supposed to work. At least one was making her best attempt at walking with purpose and grace. The other two women were just following more than trying to keep up the airs that the first had managed. 'That one,' she thinks, 'That one I will keep. She has a decent bearing. Most likely she spent her human life in some form of situation similar to my own.' She suddenly stops and turns around. "Introduce yourselves, you three. I cannot simply call you whatever pops into my head." The one who seems to be easing more into her role speaks up first. "Midoriko Yamaguchi-gumi. I was a yakuza princess in my human life." She bows politely and grins from behind her mask, deciding that her history is likely to be useful. The next to speak up is a pink and black hollow who is somewhat diminutive and has an adorable heart shaped mask. "I am Miki Haruna. I was only sixteen when I was killed. Still, I plan on doing my best!"'Good grief this child is hyper. What in the hell am I supposed to do with ... you know what, she's adorable. Adorable has it's uses,' Yuwaku thinks. She then looks at the third one who freezes up for a second and then quickly blurts out, "I am Fujiko Aizawa. I do not know what my human life was. I have been here for a long time." This one is rather plain looking as far as hollows go, pretty generic, save for some interesting swirl patterns on her mask. She looks over at the area ahead. "Very well, ladies, let's go and ensure that no man can ever dominate over us again. We will make ourselves deadly. We will become true rulers one day. We will persevere." "Hai, Oyakata-sama!" the girls say in unison.
Sasori enters the Carnage Halls, this dojo for hollows. His tail isn’t visible, wrapped around his waist looking like nothing more than a wide belt. He hadn’t heard anything about it during his time before becoming an Adjuchas, and hadn’t had an interest in visiting until now. It was an impressive structure, far beyond anything else you saw around here. Although that statement could change once he visits this new city he had heard of. Walking through the area, he sees various hollows in various stages of power training. Some are actually quite weak, and would likely be devoured before they could leave this place. He happens to hear a group of four hollows talking. Getting closer but not making his presence known, he sees that they are all fairly weak. He listens to three of them introducing themselves to the fourth. Talking about their previous lives. What a silly think to care about. And then the fourth does the silliest thing of all. Saying that the group would become rulers? That is a preposterous idea at such a low level, and quite dangerous to say out loud in a place where so many other hollows are present. Of course, he doesn’t care about power over others, so he isn’t going to do anything. But such big claims from such small fry is actually entertaining. It appears he found the boredom cure he was looking for. He decides to follow them for a bit, see how long they last here with these big ideas and big words. He follows the group, keeping somewhat out of sight but not actually hiding himself or his reiatsu. If they want to start something, they can. He is just here to watch.
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 125/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 288 x 3.5 = 1,008 Word Count Total for Character: 7,543
Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2020 4:24 pm
Yūwaku continues on with the female hollows, pondering what their next step should be. Even she knows that they're all low level hollows. She's not entirely daft. Still, her plans are pretty simple: Make a clan, protect her own. Eat those that oppose her. Can't eat? Seduce or make allies. She has no interest in getting them killed just yet. As the nekomata walks along she senses a beast like hollow trailing behind them. She could smell his male musk long before she could sense his reiatsu. Still, once she could feel his presence in that way, there was no denying that he is as far above her in power as she is to a normal human being. Turning around, and nearly getting plowed into by Fujiko and Miki she stares at Sasori. The wolf beast man before her has that same male musk she has been smelling for at least a mile or so. "Impressive, your reiatsu is almost as powerful as your musk," she coos at him and then grins broadly, exposing metallic fangs. "Well, it is not often to find somebody who has this much reiatsu and has not yet attempted to devour ones such as us. Does that mean you have an interest in four maidens?"
Sasori grins back, revealing his own fangs. How amusing that they took his lack of aggression as interest. He had no interest in what they were proposing, it bored him. “Oh no, I have no interest in maidens. My curiosity lies in a group of small fry with big words and ideas. Quite a dangerous place to speak those ideas out loud, isn’t it? Surrounded by hollows of various strengths, claiming you will eventually become rulers and have power over them? I am here merely to see how long it takes before someone decides you are food. Only reason I haven’t done it yet myself is that you are to small to even be a light appetizer. But I think watching someone showing you what happens to little hollows that talk big might be entertaining to watch. So I am just following you.” He gives a wide, sweeping, and condescending bow at the end, and his grin widens further. His ‘belt’ twitches in excitement as he rises from the bow. “So please, pretend I am not here and continue on your way. I want to see how your big talk ends.”
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 125/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 191 x 3.5 = 668 Word Count Total for Character: 8,211
Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2020 7:19 pm
Yūwaku smirks at his reply, feeling somewhat relieved that he did not take up her offer. "Fine by me, to be honest. My only interests at the moment is building a pack of female hollows. Somebody has to protect the girls, might as well be us. As for petty politics, I couldn't care less. I will bring the Ayakashi back from the brink. Make no bones about that. Any rate, you should introduce yourself. It is pretty rude to simply stare at us and then when addressed you do not have the decency to do that much. I will start first. I am Yūwaku Hinote, one of the cursed from the Beast Realm. As a nekomata, I have an interest in establishing myself a territory and my clan. These three are my vassals: Midoriko, Miki, and Fujiko." Each one bows politely as introduced. She continues her Cheshire like grin rather unconcerned for the moment about his power. He is not making any moves nor any threats to attack them, so he must not be a direct threat. Yet. He is what she would consider worth keeping around for fun purposes, if they ever got to that point. After all, it might get boring if she kills every single man. Still, the company of women so far has not been as overrated as some have led her to believe. Despite the risks and potential threat, she has managed to retain her courage and bearing. This is a woman who is accustomed to acting as a noble. Everything about how she moves shows it. "Survival is what we all want, is it not?" she asks nobody in particular. "Survival and growth."
Sasori raises an eyebrow. “Gnat. I have no interest in your plans. Like I said, I am merely here to see how long you last until you get devoured by someone who doesn’t care for your grand statements of power. Otherwise, I have no interest in hollows as weak as you. You are temporary entertainment, nothing more.” He gives a sweeping gesture around the area where several hollows are already training. Varying reiatsu amounts are present, with some of the weaker ones training in groups for protection from stronger ones. He then goes back to his relaxed posture as he waits for the other hollows to continue on with what they are doing, planning on just watching unless something else catches his attention.
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 125/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 123 x 2.5 = 307 Word Count Total for Character: 8,518
Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2020 1:17 pm
"As you wish, then. Come girls." Yūwaku grins at him, satisfied that he has no real intentions to attack. Though mildly disappointed he still didn't try anything. It would be a shame to waste this opportunity. Men were useful to an extent, after all. She shrugs it off and decides that it would not be worth attempting again. 'No, stick with women,' she decides. "Well, if that is what you want, that is fine. I am going back about my business. I don't care if you are interested in me or not. You're not female." She saunters off and leads the girls to another area. Her pulse is throbbing right now. He was so much more powerful than they are. The only purpose a man serves for her right now is to be her tools to use as she pleases. Weapons, lovers, and possibly muscle. But romantic entanglements and being dominated again, those do not interest her in the least. Men were only useful for a tryst or if they can be manipulated as muscle. No, this one is much too smart to fall for the 'poor little me, don't you want to protect me' routine. She sighs, "That was a waste of time, girls. Though that wouldn't have been so bad had he decided that we were good to keep around. Remember, we have our plans, but there are much more powerful people and groups out here." She tries to summon up her old powers, but they seem sealed within. She pulls back her sleeve and sees the seal still has the curse mark on in. That is a pity. She would have loved to have been able to let loose, but that was not quite yet possible. No, it was still very necessary to continue to train. She would make them into ayakashi one day. It was just a matter of time.
Sasori follows the group of hollows around the dojo as they did their thing. He watches as apparently no one else takes interest in devouring the group of hollows. How tiresome. He slowly grows bored of waiting on someone to do something. He starts to debate doing it himself. It wouldn’t do to have such a weak hollow planning to rule Hueco Mundo. He uncurls his hollow bone plated scorpion tail from where it is wrapped around his waist. He approached the cat hollow that was clearly the leader of the group, tail readied. “Since no one else is doing it, I guess I will have to entertain myself by doing it myself.” And with that his tail lashes out and strikes out her, poison dripping from the tip.
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 123/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 129 x 2.5 = 322 Word Count Total for Character: 8,840
Poison - If it hits, Yuwaku compares Stamina to Sasori's Spiritual Power + 15. If they fail, the post after their Strength is decreased by 5 and their Speed by 10 for 1 post.
Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2020 3:54 pm
Yūwaku yelps and reals backwards. "OH~! Cruel fate~! Once again fell by a horrible man~!" she grabs the girls. "Oh, ladies! If only I had a chance to do you better~!" Although it was not initially a very painful sting, she was hamming it up. Why not? She has always had a flare for the dramatic and melodrama. Besides, he was asking for entertainment. Might as go out remembered by somebody. "Oh~ Woe is me~ You cruel beast~!" Suddenly the surge of pain really hits her and the melodrama is yoinked right out of her and she slams to her knees. <******** jackass ... I would have liked to do something real with this rotten, festering s**t hole," she growls as she hisses at him. "May your tail become a meal for a stronger hollow. May your head be blasted off by a quincy." She gasps in pain and growls again, "May you be beat to death with your own arms." She crumples to the ground, her vassal hollows flee from there and rightly so. He was a dangerous risk to them. Yūwaku smiles despite the pain as she watches them flee. "Good, it would have been a pity if they had tried anything actually stupid ... Maybe in the next life I can have a good life for once." With that she rolls in the dirt, smiling because this painful life was no longer going to hurt her. If only she knew what was coming next.
Sasori watches as the hollow greatly overreacts to his opening strike. The poison he used didn’t actual harm them beyond pain and weakening their muscles, but they are acting like it was a mortal wound. They didn’t know what was following up though. Sasori concentrated, and claws of spiritual energy surround his Scorpion Blade, and then the claws seem to swell with more energy. He looks at the hollow, watching their spasms. He aims his attack and then strikes, straight for the heart, the attack aimed to go through the hollow. He says nothing throughout the attack, merely carrying out a devastating assault on a very weak foe. But he is making a point here. If you are a small fry, don’t talk big like taking over Hueco Mundo. It isn’t going to end well.
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 110/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 135 x 2.5 = 337 Word Count Total for Character: 9,185
Attack Details
Augment Action: Claws of the Alpha Wolf Attack Speed = Speed + 35 = 80 + 35 = 115 Attack Power = Spiritual Power = 40 Cost: 4 SE
Augment Action: Tear Out the Throat Attack Power = Spiritual Power + 35 = 40 + 35 = 75 Cost 4 SE
Augment Action: Heartpiercing Strike Attack Power + 20 if target is poisoned Cost 5 SE
Attack Action: Normal Attack Attack Power = 75 + 20 = 95 x 4 (Two stats are at zero) = 380 Attack Speed = 115
Scorpion Blade
Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2020 5:45 pm
"OH~ WOE IS ME~! WHAT CRUEL FATE~!" she continues to ham it up. "You really are awful!!" Yūwaku yowls and hisses. Her tails flip and flop. The drama queen dragging this way out. She suddenly lunges up and kisses him on the mouth. "I wanted to taste those lips before going out." With that she lets go and is struck straight through her mask. Her limbs go limp as she hangs on his blade. She is dead.
The hollow probably thought she managed to touch Sasori, but there was no way someone whose muscles were seizing up could touch someone of Sasori’s speed. What the hollow actually kissed was merely an afterimage of Sasori’s face. And then his claws and blade plunge through the hollow’s mask, shattering it and the hollow’s head. He then devours what is left of the hollow, feeling the power grow in him. He feels a large sudden increase in power, and lets it flow through him. “And that is what happens to big mouth upstarts. Anyone else with big ideas for their level of power?” After no one speaks up, and feeling he has made his example, he leaves the hollow dojo and heads for this hollow city that he had heard of.
[Exit to Hollowtown]
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 125/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 131 x 2 = 262 Word Count Total for Character: 9,447
