It was a nice day to go for a ride on her warp star. She was on her way to the residential district after the explosion. Yea she was behind, but she had to eat a nice meal before leaving. No one could fight on an empty stomach. Then there was the whole traveling thing. The warp star was fast, but she was still traveling a super long distance. As she approached her target, the warp star began to lose to control. It began to sway a little at first. "Muh?" she would make a nonsensical sound in confusion. However it was not long until the warp star moved erratically and out of control. The girl would nearly slide off the warp star only to hang onto one of the pointed edges. "Ahh!" She would see the ground spinning and arriving closer. Even during the dire moment, she could feel herself getting dizzy. The young girl would close her eyes and prepare for impact. The warp star would crash into a motorcycle? After impact the young girl would flip off, and the warp star would disappear. She would look up at what she would guess was the owner of the bike. "Hai?" she would say with an ashamed expression on her face. "I'm so sorry." she would frantically apologize. The young girl would look over to the doll that was moving strangely. It was unnatural, yet it was like the doll was coming to life. "Um hello?"
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2018 1:13 pm
Astraea would flap around her arms as she felt confused and responsible for crashing the strangers bike. "I'm sorry... so sorry uhhh.." What was she supposed to do? Should she stay and help fix it. No she wasn't very good at that. She needed to go to the residential district like right now. "I'm sorry. I've got to go. I'll pay you back or something." It was then that she would summon her warp star, and hop on. "Buh-bye"
Amelia stood up and walked after Astraea, not knowing what else to do.
STR 02 || SPD 02 || DEF 02 || STA 10 || INT 04 || SP 20 REI 40 || HP 100 || SE 45
Word count: Word total: 532
Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2018 3:29 pm
Claudia enters the mod soul warehouse with one goal in mind, destroying this place. Luckily it seemed this place was rather crowded, and it was the perfect location for slaughter. The little girl's skin was like burning coal, it was pure black with the occasional glow of fire. She had short fiery hair, that was about shoulder length. Her eye sockets were empty, but two small burning flames were clear. It was as if they were tealight candles that were enclosed. She could see four lovely juicy targets, and one that might take a little more effort. "I am a monument to your sins" the little girl would hiss. With a motion of her hand, her demon arms would burst from the ground. She would then close her hand into a fist shape, and the two nearest to the group would explode. The little girl would giggle as if she were playing and having fun.
Target: Hato Within radius Shion, Kurasu, and Elnino Attack: Child of Plague - Claudia manifests her demon arms to spread their tar like substance upon her enemies. This substance in an aspect of disease or death, that is not completely understood by Claudia. This area of effect attack deals damage equal to Claudia's Spirtual power, and moves at a speed equal to Claudia's speed +25. If this attack hits, the foes suffer a loss of 30 defensive power. (Cost: 6SE, 3SE to maintain)
Defense: A Child's innocence - If Claudia's spiritual power is higher than her opponents then the foe feels less aggressive to her. This causes the opponent to attack other enemy targets in the area instead of her. However if she is the only target in the area, or an area of effect attack is in place, Claudia's defensive power to said attacks is +30. (Cost: 5 SE per initial use, 3 SE to maintain.)
Augment: El tiempo no espera a nadie (Time waits for no one) Claudia uses her time manipulation to make herself and her allies if she choose to move faster. Claudia and her allies if she chooses gains a buff of +75 to her attack speed. 8 SE, 4 SE to maintain (Given to Lusha if she follows)
Lusha soon joins behind Claudia roaring like a corrupted lion, ready to devour and destroy. Unlike Claudia, since her state of mind has been lost, the words about monument and sins don't leave her lips at all. Lusha on all fours, with her body having like a parastic like overgrowth on her teeth and body as well as her eyes having black shades around the eyes with it being hollowfied along with a Vizard like mask. As Lusha rears her head up like a wolf beast, her presence starts to taint the air as if, her killing instinct was seeping out of the pores of her body almost as if the killing instinct is voicing itself. Lusha gets up on her legs as she draws out her Zanpakuto and snarls like in a snarl language"Terror Will Shake Mortals, Kamiko!" Lusha transforms into her Resurreccion form however its different then before, her pale skin she would have in her form is covered in the growth from her last form. Once again, Lusha gets on all fours and begins charging Oleada Oscura meaning Dark Surge from her mouth. It appears to charge like a Cero but black lightning statics gather around it like moths to a light and as it fires, a black lightning strike from the fire entry point goes towards Sayla. The power that Sayla is emitting attracting her attention and Lusha's infected killing instinct focuses on Sayla. As the attack is going on outside of Lusha's body, Lusha within her mind is observing the events which doesn't bring a frown or a smile to Lusha's face, merely acceptance of her fate. Even though Lusha knew she wasn't killed by Achana though she would of prefer that for punishment of her attempted betrayal, this is the perfect punishment for her sin of course. Lusha can only merely watch as the infection takes her body for a test drive against any opponent. Though Lusha can observe how Claudia acts underneath the infection condition, she couldn't blame Claudia for her ruthless kind of attitude however she still sees her playful nature. Her body merely follows Claudia's command due to her being a higher infected creature then herself. Though Lusha once again fades away into the deep criminal abyss as Lusha's body roars after releasing the technique. The infection knew aware of Lusha's abilities and such once it was able to examine her reiastu including memories along side muscle memory. Darkness during this time reigns on a entire new level, a level where no survivor of the non infection could hope to face the endless slaughter of the infected. Lusha knew this darkness better then anyone, and due to her as a child killing off her parents without regret, guilt, or remorse, its understandable the infection would drag out the bestial side to Lusha that waited to be released. The bestial side seemed to have been in Lusha's soul and spirit for a long time as Lusha in her infected state would stare down her enemy watching her black lightning strike go towards Sayla. Lusha roars in excitement hoping it ravages Sayla's flesh and executes her in a very harsh way even the possibly of Sayla's head going pop after getting so shocked with Lusha's tainted uncontrollable power because of the infection. Lusha would lick her chops wondering how tasty Sayla would be burnt and crispy from her lightning attack. 567 words x 1.5=851 words + 3,095 words from last post=3,946 words
Targeting Sayla +30 to Spiritual Power and Speed, Pays 6SE + 3SE per post maintained Attack Name:Oleada oscura Name Meaning: Dark Surge Ability:Lusha creates what appears to be a Cero being charged but black lightning statics appear around the charge, when fired, its in the form of a black lightning strike moving equal speed and attacking at equal spiritual power of Lusha's Spiritual Power and Speed+10. Cost 4SE and after two usages, it has a three post cool down HP:400 SE:190-10=180 Spiritual Attack Power=135 Attack Speed=175+75 from Claudia's Time Buff=250 Stats
Reiatsu: 367 Speed: 135+30 due to release=165 Strength: 2 Defense: 100 Stamina: 20 Intelligence: 15 Spiritual Power: 95+30 due to release=125
Another garganta ripped open in the ceiling above the tussling hollows and mod-souls with a pop. It remained open for a few seconds, as if the world was holding its breath, before a small form fell out of it head first. The creature's wing-like cloak billowed out around it as it fell and it lithe-fully landed on one pointed pitch-black foot devoid of toes. As it landed, the feathery cape fell around its pitched form; Its mantle obscured most of the two foot tall reibesta's body, only showing the tiny feet beneath the tattered hem. A head rolled unnaturally on a small neck, a skull-like mask slowly turning upwards to look at those assembled. Instead of eyes, two soulless black sockets scanned the room. Devoid of any noticeable features, the blank, expressionless mask betrayed no emotion. The only thing that broke the serenity of the small creature was the powerful white flames whipping around its form and clinging to its mask. It was clearly infected by whatever Claudia and Lusha should be plagued by. In a small, concealed hand a mighty nail was held; The point of the spike-like sword dipped below the feathery ends of the grey cloak, still dripping with the viscous, dark-purple blood of the last victim. The hollow did not move as it watched the scene unfolding in the warehouse, unperturbed by the violence unfolding in-front of it. It stared blankly ahead with those two black pits.
STR 170 || SPD 172 || DEF 100 || STA 60 || INT 10 || SP 20 REI 532 || HP 650 || SE 222
Vivication Released [+50 Strength +50 Speed] Dios Niño [+20 Strength +10 Speed] Cara [Advanced] [+10 Strength +15 Speed] [Accessory]
As the Hollow and Arrancar came to the area to attack it and Sayla, a Senkaimon opened behind them and out stepped Sepherene with a blank look on her normally emotionless visage. The Artificial Shinigami had arrived to investigate the massive Hollow surge into the realm and to eliminate them if they had intended to cause harm and not flee as soon as she had arrived on scene.
It seemed like they had already released their zanpakuto and were beginning to assault the area without mercy, which was alarm enough for Sepherene and warrant enough to utilize Bankai. Drawing her zanpakuto from it's sheath, Seph called out to the blade's spirit and her own power surged. "Bankai, Saiko-Omoikane" ["Final Release, Supreme-Omoikane"], she spoke as her clothing shifted into that of a shrine-maiden's outfit and in her hands were now twin pistols with harp-string triggers. "I suggest a full-scale retreat, Hollow-scum.", she said as she then stepped in-front of Lusha's attack and her synthetic engines roared into life as she absorbed it instantly and then used the energy to fuel herself as she looked at Lusha and chuckled softly as her reactor core began to hyper-charge with the excess energy, causing her power to remain static.
HP: 750 SE: 200 - 5 + 13.5 [round up to 14] - 2 Alpha Barrier - 6 Hyper Charge + 1 SE from Reactor Core = 200/200 SE still Clarity: 160 Reactor Core: 13/20
Defense : Barrier Unit Alpha [Defensive Power: 220] Augment Energy Absorption [Int is higher than Lusha's SP; Attack is converted into 14 Spirit Energy] Augment: Bankai Sacrified Attack: Hyper-Charging
Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2018 10:56 pm
Satuo Arrancar #40 Satuo entered through the garganta that Emidio entered through, his usual pale skin and white fur on his ears and tail black as Hueco Mundo's sky with occasional streak of thick red running over his arms and neck as they followed his blood vessels. Burning eyes looked around at the damage that had been done to the warehouse as he noticed the smell of non-infected people within the area. He looked over at the other infected arrancars as he noticed they were there, and looked over at the one defender that showed up to stop them and almost laughed. Four people versus one person, this would be a walk in the park.
He shielded his eyes as the defender unleashed her bankai, and frowned softly, quickly figuring out that this wasn't going to be as easy as he originally assumed. He looked at the other hollows as he thought a bit, his ears shifting as he tried to consider how to handle the single defender. He would go over to the other hollows as he popped his fingers, commenting, "chances are together we may be able to tire her out."
Noticing that everyone seems to be at a stand-still and at least evenly matched; Emidio pirouettes on one conical foot and plods out through wide open front doors of the warehouse. He had lost interest, despite being infected, and was now after more lively prey. Yes, even though killing instincts had been sharpened to a deadly point there was still sliver of the small hollow's personality remaining. That is, if the small hollow even had a personality to begin with. Nothing seemed to phase the tiny being.
[leaves the area]
[It has been more than 48 hours since the initial attack]
STR 170 || SPD 172 || DEF 100 || STA 60 || INT 10 || SP 20 REI 532 || HP 650 || SE 222
Vivication Released [+50 Strength +50 Speed] Dios Niño [+20 Strength +10 Speed] Cara [Advanced] [+10 Strength +15 Speed] [Accessory]
Alpha Infected Word count: 982
Ra1ns of Castamere
Ryuu Sanada
Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 9:57 am
Claudia was enjoying herself with the four unfortunate victims she had found. They were easy prey, hardly putting up a fight. The little girl's demon arms had exploded drenching the unfortunate four. The tar like substance had begun to eat away at the flesh and machinery that the individuals had to protect their lovely insides. The little girl had turned back to see how her friend was faring. Lusha had attacked the other occupant of the warehouse, but it would seem someone choose to interfere. The new challenger would issue a demand that the hollows retreat, and it would prompt a small laugh from the small child. Claudia would simply observe. She was not one to jump in on someone's combat, unless necessary. As she observed, she noticed the small doll like hollow. It was....adorable. However the small creature would observe for awhile before leaving. It would peak her curiosity, and honestly she got what she came here for. Despite the valiant effort the other two mod souls did not put in, the carnage was complete. Now what to do about the situation they were in now? They stand still that was caused, certainly had lost its thrill. "You do what you want. I'm going to find a more fruitful hunting zone."
Word: 212 + 148 = 360 Killed: Hato, Shion, Kurasu, and Elnino. Gained 3 stats per kill (race) + 1 per kill (Event) It's been well over 48 hours since the initial attack. Total: 16 stat points Claudia leaves the area
Lusha due to the circumstances of a Shinigami captain level like opponent and intended victims already taken care of, she uses her own Garganta to leave back to Menos Forest. [Exit to Meno Forest] (Its been more then 48 hours since this attack had started)
Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2018 9:12 am
Satuo Arrancar #40 Satuo's ears shifted as he remained where he was. His attention was diverted when he noticed the oddly short hollow leave, and commented "huh..three versus one..I've seen worse odds.." His ears shifted to be a bit more down and backwards as the other two hollows left, leaving the neko with the lieutenant. He let out a sigh as he glanced around, before commenting "I'll see myself out" as he began walking to the door to leave. When he was fairly sure Sepherene wasn't going to chase him, he would use a sonido to leave the warehouse district. [-Abscond-]
Original Obtuse Cantaloupes: this won't end well..at least he was given the option to run Reiatsu: 226 Speed: 40 Strength: 60 Defense: 18 Stamina: 60 Intelligence: 33 Spiritual Power: 20 Equipment: none HP: 400 SE: 195/195
It was a warm day in town as the clouds rolled lazily overhead, with no particular place to be. It was mid afternoon, the sun slowly on its downward swing towards the horizon. It still had a long stretch of sky to go before it laid itself to rest for the evening, which gave plenty of daylight to flow into the abandoned warehouses around the district. Plenty of light for an innocent schoolgirl to train in.
Nayumi had been riding her bike through the district towards one of the such abandoned storage buildings, although her outward appearance was that of a happy go lucky student, but inside was a trained fighter, albeit drained of power due to injuries. A year of healing fixed the body, but it did not fix the soul. Having accepted the loss of her previous abilities, she needed to re-learn them. First off, it was time for the necessities. She had felt her soul power growing, so the student needed to re-learn how to suppress it. It was simpleenough, it just required a bit of control that she hadn't worked on in her year of healing.
Nayumi rode into a slightly open bay door of the abandoned warehouse. She barely fit through, as it was only open a few feet, but her accuracy was just indicative of what she really was. She skid to a halt once far enough inside, and parked her bike off to the side. No need for that to get accidentally damaged. First things first, she had to make sure she would be able to control her soul power. She should be able to after a year, it was just a matter of time. Centering herself, she took a deep breath in before slowly exhaling, concentrating inward towards her soul.
[Word Count: 300x2=600]
"Make sure your resolve is sharper than your opponent's."
That was it. Nayumi could feel her soul power concealing as she concentrated. It was a familiar feeling, one she had known well before her last fight. Ever since then, the majority of her abilities had been lost to her. Before, the Mod Soul had access to a variety of expert level and complex techniques. Now, however, even the most basic of techniques took a good amount of effort to pull off. Just the fact that even now, a year later, she could just barely mask her power, as diminished from its previous state as it was, was a testament to the damage her body and soul experienced. She needed to get back into fighting shape.
The next step to reclaiming her lost power would be protecting herself from another attack. She had to re-learn the Iron Body technique. While not a perfect end all, be all, it was definitely beneficial to mitigating physical damage. Nayumi knew the basis of the technique, hardening the body at the point of impact. It was just a matter of remembering how to pull it off, how it felt to actually use or even need the technique. Nayumi exhaled, closing her eyes as she wracked her memory.
Remembering a sword blow coming at her, the mod soul raised her arm up, the point the sword impacted on her arm looked almost metallic, as if it were shimmering in the light. That was it! It was coalescing her Reiatsu in her arm that was the trick. It would still hurt, but not as bad as if she didn't use it. Opening her eyes, she thrust her arm up in a defensive stance, sending her Raiatsu into the appendage at the height of the movement, and watching as the arm took on the same, metallic shimmer as in her memory. Smiling at her achievement, Nayumi brought her arm back down and stood, looking at her fist.
Her face went from smiling to pensive as a realization just struck her about the memory. She was in her current body. Not the body she had when she had originally taken that attack all that time ago. She wasn't a particularly old Mod Soul. However, she was incredibly damaged. The fact that she was remembering things as her current self was concerning. What other memories would be affected? Would she experience memories of the real Nayumi? That was worrisome. Nayumi knew some of the goings on of her real self's past, but the battle that had claimed her soul was not something she wanted to recall.
[Word Count: 427x3=1281+600=1881]
"Make sure your resolve is sharper than your opponent's."
Lightning flashed across the sky, lighting up the back alley darkness of the unusually empty district. Thunder roared a few seconds after as rain assaulted the surroundings with an unforgiving barrage. A young girl with blue hair ran with reckless abandon as the rain soaked her to the bone. Tears streamed from her eyes, cascading down her face, blending in with the droplets of water from the sky. Panic painted her face as she tried in vain to escape the creature chasing her. While it was dark, and difficult to see, the young lady could hear the being behind her, almost slithering its way towards her. Looking behind, over her shoulder, she could finally see the monstrosity that had been hounding her when another flash of lightning lit up the night sky. This creature was massive, easily the size of a semi truck. It had a pale, sickly green body, with multiple tentacle-like appendages on its underside, allowing it to move deftly through the urban landscape with little to no resistance. Between the horrific sight, and the clap of thunder, she was caught off guard and had tripped over a crack in the ground. Twisting her ankle, and feeling the ever looming presence of the creature get closer, she couldn't help but to scream when it lunged towards her.
Shooting upright in her bed, a cold sweat adorning her features, the young woman panted for breath as she brought a hand up to her forehead, wide eyed at the surreal nightmare plaguing her yet again. She knew full well that these were memories of a soul long gone, one that had been subject to the very beast that inhabited the nightmare. However, the memories were still in her head, and the mod-soul that now inhabited the body were subject to them clashing with its own memories. This was something that the mod-soul had dealt with ever since the body had healed. Together, the mod-soul and body were damaged. They completed each other in a strange way, and now the mod-soul lived as the girl.
Looking outside, she saw it was a warm day in town as the clouds rolled lazily overhead. With no particular place to be, Nayumi rolled out of bed and began her morning routine. It was the weekend, there was no school, and her family was out of town on business. She had the house to herself, which was more common than not, but that didn't bother her. After all, the family came with the body. Nayumi had only 'known' them for a year. Officially, she had amnesia stemming from the assault that took place one year ago. However, the mod-soul, formerly named Havok, had no way to return to the Soul Society. The only foreseeable option was to live as Nayumi.
After getting dressed, the young girl ate a quick breakfast and then hopped on her bike. She felt herself finally ready to handle the strain of her work once more, and she wasn't talking about being a student. She needed a quiet, secluded spot to train herself back up. She'd have to start with the basics all over again, as she felt her power had diminished significantly since her injuries. It'd be a tough journey, but she'd finally be ready to handle things here Earthside.
Nayumi had rode into the industrial district, knowing that on the weekend, it would be mostly inactive. There were still a few workers around, performing their jobs, but mostly they were too busy to notice her riding on the main road. A few of the warehouses around were all abandoned, which was perfect for her to find a secluded spot to begin her training. The young lady headed towards one such warehouse nestled between a few other abandoned buildings.
Nayumi rode into a slightly open bay door of the abandoned warehouse. She barely fit through, as it was only open a few feet, but her accuracy was just indicative of what she really was. She skid to a halt once far enough inside, and parked her bike off to the side. No need for that to get accidentally damaged. First things first, she had to make sure she would be able to control her soul power. She should be able to after a year, it was just a matter of time. Centering herself, she took a deep breath in before slowly exhaling, concentrating inward towards her soul.
The Mod-Soul had recently began to feel her soul power rising more and more, past those of an average human. She had to make sure that she could conceal what she was, so as to not make herself a target to anyone or anything else that she might encounter. She had to concentrate on concealing her power, lest she have a repeat of last year's defeat. As she concentrated, her soul began reacting to her.
That was it. Nayumi could feel her soul power concealing as she concentrated. It was a familiar feeling, one she had known well before her last fight. Ever since then, the majority of her abilities had been lost to her. Before, the Mod Soul had access to a variety of expert level and complex techniques. Now, however, even the most basic of techniques took a good amount of effort to pull off. Just the fact that even now, a year later, she could just barely mask her power, as diminished from its previous state as it was, was a testament to the damage her body and soul experienced. She needed to get back into fighting shape.
The next step to reclaiming her lost power would be protecting herself from another attack. She had to re-learn the Iron Body technique. While not a perfect end all, be all, it was definitely beneficial to mitigating physical damage. Nayumi knew the basis of the technique, hardening the body at the point of impact. It was just a matter of remembering how to pull it off, how it felt to actually use or even need the technique. Nayumi exhaled, closing her eyes as she racked her memory.
Remembering a sword blow coming at her, the mod soul raised her arm up, the point the sword impacted on her arm looked almost metallic, as if it were shimmering in the light. That was it! It was coalescing her Reiatsu in her arm that was the trick. It would still hurt, but not as bad as if she didn't use it. Opening her eyes, she thrust her arm up in a defensive stance, sending her Raiatsu into the appendage at the height of the movement, and watching as the arm took on the same, metallic shimmer as in her memory. Smiling at her achievement, Nayumi brought her arm back down and stood, looking at her fist.
Her face went from smiling to pensive as a realization just struck her about the memory. She was in her current body. Not the body she had when she had originally taken that attack all that time ago. She wasn't a particularly old Mod Soul. However, she was incredibly damaged. The fact that she was remembering things as her current self was concerning. What other memories would be affected? She was already experiencing memories of the real Nayumi, even if it was just her last few. That was worrisome. Nayumi knew some of the goings on of her real self's past, but the battle that had claimed the real Nayumi's soul was not something she wanted to recall. She had remembered the first lunge of the attack, but everything after was a blur. How much more in focus would it become?
[Word Count: 1263 x 2 = 2526]
"Make sure your resolve is sharper than your opponent's."
It was a nice day to go for a ride on her warp star. She was on her way to the residential district after the explosion. Yea she was behind, but she had to eat a nice meal before leaving. No one could fight on an empty stomach. Then there was the whole traveling thing. The warp star was fast, but she was still traveling a super long distance. As she approached her target, the warp star began to lose to control. It began to sway a little at first. "Muh?" she would make a nonsensical sound in confusion. However it was not long until the warp star moved erratically and out of control. The girl would nearly slide off the warp star only to hang onto one of the pointed edges. "Ahh!" She would see the ground spinning and arriving closer. Even during the dire moment, she could feel herself getting dizzy. The young girl would close her eyes and prepare for impact. The warp star would crash into a motorcycle? After impact the young girl would flip off, and the warp star would disappear. She would look up at what she would guess was the owner of the bike. "Hai?" she would say with an ashamed expression on her face. "I'm so sorry." she would frantically apologize. The young girl would look over to the doll that was moving strangely. It was unnatural, yet it was like the doll was coming to life. "Um hello?" 
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