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 Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2017 9:43 am
Through the smoke that drifted from the Barrel of Animus, a wicked grin took control of percy's features, his eyes narrowing in malice. Part of him abhorred the violence, and just wanted things to go back to the peaceful way they were mere hours before... The larger part of his mind, the part Animus controlled, reveled in the violence and bloodshed. Percy saw his bullet hit, and saw the monstrous arm of the rabbit Gillian fly off in a spray of crimson.
The hollow jumped into the air, hanging there for a moment before crashing back down. The shockwave was easy enough for Percy to dodge, leaping backwards onto his back, and using the momentum to get back to his feet, just as the bullet stopped in mid-air, reversing its direction and coming back for the other arm. Percy's look of feverish aggression only deepened as he began to circle the Gillian, keeping a buffer of around 50 feet between himself and his target, enough to protect him from any melee attacks, while still close enough for his own shots.
Another voice came from Percy's mouth, one that was nothing like his own.
"The Shinigami warned you. He asked you nicely to leave. You were either too stupid or too brave to heed his words. I will have your soul... You don't deserve it anyway."
Another blast rang out as Percy/Animus squeezed the trigger. The mechanism resisted before giving way to the pressure, the pistol kicking back as it's payload left the barrel in a line aimed straight for the Gillian's forehead.
There was no look of fear or disgust, which was what was typical for Percy when he had to use Animus. Instead, a look of glee, of pure bliss took his warped features. Percy hated violence, he always had. Animus rejoiced in it, a sacrament to her bestial nature.
Percy lowered his gun, watching to see if teh Gillian would survive. Percy wished it would die, so the violence could be done. Animus longed to draw this battle out as long as she could. Quote: Reitsu: 275 Speed: [108] Strength: 21 Defense: 23 Stamina: 30 SP: 100 [ 107] HP: 450 SP: 88/95 Clarity: 64 Quote: Gun-Fu [FS]: +3 Speed, +2 SP Sharpshooter: Gillian's speed is treated as -10 for purposes of Percy hitting them (Just gonna add 10 to the attack speed for now). Costs 3 SP Shikai Release: +5 Spd, +5 SP Shikai - Crimson Diplomacy: Percival's attacks with Animus have their speed and power increased by 5. In addition, his bullets seemingly have a mind of their own, zipping around the battlefield, and coming back for second or third attacks. After the initial attack, he can attack again with the same bullet, losing the speed and power bonus for each subsequent attack. (So 1st attack at full power/speed, and minus 5 for each additional attack). The initial shot costs 2 SP Quote: Returning Shot 1: 120 Spd, 107 Power Second Shot: 125 Spd, 112 Power
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2017 7:44 pm
Gluttonous Lagomorph
Gillian Hollow The Lagomorphic Gillian Hollow slammed down, but not in the way that it would have if it were trying to generate another shock wave attack. It seemed to swell around it's stomach area as one of Percy's bullets slammed into it's back and caused a gruesome display as it ripped out the front of the Gillian's torso. The second bullet pierced it's masked visage and caused the monster to teeter, as if he might die, though it's high speed regeneration was fighting for it's existence. It was all for not, as eventually the large body of the massive soul consuming beast began to fall backward like a sky-scraper detonated by controlled demolitions teams. It nearly crushed the Eleventh Division Warrior, Hisashi Kodatsume, who had been pretty helpless the entire fight, but luckily for the panda, the rabbit dissolved into spirit particles and a hell butterfly was seen floating away, it was a strange twist of fate.
With the large Gillian felled, the lesser swarm of Hollow decided it was time to high tail it out of there and the swarms dispersed and fled back to Hueco Mundo, leaving the Jokaisho Pillar to the Twelfth Division. Upon securing it, one of the intensive research scientists relayed information based on the Pillar being a gate-way to his Vice-Captain, Zero. Then deploying a special communication kidou to all of those who fought the Gillian. The other grunt Soul Reapers in the area were not privy to the following; "We have secured the Pillar for now, though scans indicate that this is a path to another dimension...the door is shut for now and we will continue to monitor the Pillar for any activity, but for now, I am passing down orders from the First Division Captain Commander; 'Train, master your powers, and grow stronger for the conflict to come must be met with the full force of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads.'" - and with that, the kidou ended. Leaving everyone there to either search for fragments or go on as ordered and train. Quote: Notes: - The Soul Society Threat is Neutralized; The topic will still render words for the event through the rest of the month. - The Second Chapter will begin at the end of March; During that time of rest it is assumed that the pillar will be maintained by Squad 12. - Those wishing to acquire a "Jokaisho Shard" for an upgrade may spend 500 Words searching around the pillar, helping study it to be rewarded with a shard. This may only be done once per character.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2017 6:01 pm
Kokoro grouses and trapses out into the Northern Rukongai District. "The thought of sending a scientist out on patrol duty ... who cares that I don't have a seat yet? I'm not some menial minion. I have projects to complete in time before my superiors put my a** at the end of a pike." She is not terribly certain that a pike is really a threat, but she wouldn't put it past the captain to make her life a living hell. As for her vice captain, she has yet to meet the man. She has seen him from a distance. Cute. Cat like is more appropiate, but that actually suits him well. The purple haired shinigami rather finds that attractive, but given her latest string of luck, he's probably gay or taken. This adds to her frustration and she puffs on her kiseru with vigor. As she stomps around irritably she finds herself stopping dead in her tracks. The deep scars of combat in this area are quite fresh. The slain pluses have already moved on to their next lives. No surprise there. The stink of a hollow fills the air, which puts her on edge. She places her hand on her zanpakoutou and listens for it to impart its instinctive notions. The reiatsu of the hollow seems to be fading away. So, she notes, I missed one hell of a party. Not that I care about the fighting one way or another, but to miss out on all of that delicious data ... Damn it. Ah, well, the Soul Society's surveillance computers will have likely gathered all of that for processing later. As she continues on, she senses a strange ... void? No, not a void, for voids do not possess reiatsu. It didn't feel like a shinigami, quincy, or a hollow. Humans don't easily gain access to here and she is certain that humans don't seem like this. Nor is it like an elf. Weird. As she rounds some huts she comes upon the strangest sight. Rather like a giant feather duster with a red hat. At least she thinks it is a hat. Or is that his or her head? Whatever. "Hey! Fluff ball! You! What are you doing in the Soul Society? Just what the hell are you?" She has her temperamental zanpakoutou drawn and pointed at him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 8:36 am
Percy exhaled a long, slow breath as the gillian fell, it's body landing, quaking the earth beneath it. He took an uneasy step forward, and then another. He heard Animus chuckle, somewhere ahead. He felt the sickly surge of power as the Gillian's soul was devoured.
On unsteady feet, Percy approached the spire, seemingly in a trance.He looked down at the crystals that littered the ground at his feet, and knelt down to pick one up. There was a strange spiritual energy that clung to the broken shards, even separated from the main pillar. Something about the energy intrigued Percy. His mind began to race, as he inhaled a sharp breath. There were so many possibilities with such an object, so many uses. Percy turned to look at the Gillian, and saw the blood. He became light-headed, and fell to his knees, and then on his face.
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2017 1:31 pm
Percy's eyes opened, his vision blurring before him. He was on his back, inside a building, but he could make out no details.
"W-where am I?"
"No need to fret about that just yet. You're safe.", came the familiar voice.
Percy's vision clarified, and Hiro Tatsuka came into view. Percy's eyes welled with tears.
"This cant be... You were killed. I-I saw it..." Percy felt his chest heave as the realization rushed over him once again. Hiro was gone, ripped asunder by a hollow. Percy had not been there to help him. He had only been there to say his goodbyes.
"You got that right, kid. That hollow tore me a new one, but you can't blame yourself for that one. It was my own hard-headed ways that sent me out there, and I had to pay the price for it." Hiro let out a little chuckle.
"I was a lot like you, once. My heart was as true as my shot. I wanted to protect people, I wanted to save people..." Hiro let out a sigh as he reminisced.
"But then I started killing. They never teach you what it's like when you take a life. We all have to learn for myself. Some people don't think twice about it, I wasn't one of them. I started killing, and I couldn't stop. Sure, I only killed hollows, and the occasional vizard, but it wasn't to protect people anymore. I just liked killing, and I was good at it. In another life, maybe I would have been a hollow, and been killing Shinigami. I don't know." Hiro fell silent again.
"But if you're dead, why are you here. How are you here?" Percy breathed out, barely able to form the words, as if speaking them aloud would shatter the illusion, and Hiro, the closest thing to a father Percy ever had, would fade away from him. Again.
"You're a lot like me, in all the best ways, but you are nothing like me. You don't care to take life. You are more than just a sure shot, a hollow killer. You are a brilliant mind. You're more than I will ever be. Bad things are comin', kid, and you best be ready for them. Fight if you need to, but talk if you don't. Words can save a lot more lives than bullets. You need to lead, it's the best way to help these people. I've seen you with the citizens. You aren't a fighter, no matter how good at it you are. Find yourself a spot on the Gotei 13 and lead with your brain, not with your gun... Don't be like me..."
There was a cacophony of sound as the world came rushing back to Percy. He was laying face down in the dirt, people screaming all around him. Off in the distance he could see the pillar shining. Percy stadily got to his feet, checking his holster for Animus. He began to limp back towards the 7th division.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2017 6:16 am
Logix Maxwell  The featureless Blank would have a way to show its confusion as a lovely, female Shinigami come racing towards it while calling it 'Fluff Ball' before berating it with questions that had no real meaning to it. When the lavender haired woman stops before it inspecting its form, the Blank simply tilts its elongated, red head to the side as if in a questioning manner, "...." The creature would say nothing, and do nothing as the female Shinigami fussed over it in such a strange way. A tinge of pain would pulse through its head causing him to leap away from the one inspecting her. A large spectral claw draws from under that fluffy whiteness in attempt to defend itself from some unknown attacker. The down side was the attack was aimed towards the lovely Shinigami woman that was inspecting it, almost as some long forgotten memories had bubbled up enough to cause it to act on instinct. Its heart raced as it looks to the Shinigami as if requesting some sort of help from her.Quote: Speed: 50 Strength: 30 Defense: 10 Stamina: 20 Spiritual Power: --- [25] HP: 200/200 SE: 75/75 Attack Speed: 50 | Power: 30 777 + 175 [87 Interaction] = 1,039
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2017 6:40 am
Sakura Sanada  Though the sight of the Gillian level Hollow was lost to her, Sakura could feel as it's spiritual pressure faded into nothing do to the heroes of the Soul Society. She desperately wanted to be one of those heroes, to prove herself capable of standing up to such a threat, but here she was on her Uncle's shoulder. The young woman would allow her zanpaku-tou to revert back to its unreleased form, a short ninja sword, while she still kicked helplessly against him, "You win...the threat is over..." She ended up calling out with a ting of pain filling her voice, while her free hand now grips the wooden, vice captain badge on her sleeve. The ninja would let out a soft sigh and go limp till Yama would loosen his grip on her smaller body. Once he does, she violently digs her toes into the man's shoulder and leaps off him towards freedom. "I am going to Academy!" Sakura would scream out before flickering from sight and rushing off.Word Count [Event]: 3,189 + 170 [+85 Interaction] = 3,444 Word Count [Normal]: 390
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:59 am
Kokoro excitedly grins. "Oh! You are so fascinating! Let's get a good look!" She runs up to him and starts to poke him with one finger, while brandishing her sword in her other hand. "Oooh, so soft!" When the claw reaches out to attack her, whether it was in defense or offense, she didn't care, she jumps back out of the way and grits her teeth. "I won't be making that same mistake twice." She points at him with her sword and cries out, "Ahi Whakamatiti; wither thy foe's muscles and drain their strength. Bougyoudo #26: Jellen!" She wants to keep him alive for research if possible. All of that interesting information that could be gleaned from this giant chicken feather duster. "I'm sorry, Mr Chicken, I can't let you get away with being here if you are going to be violent about it."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 3:01 pm
Logix Maxwell The attack from the creature was effortlessly dodge by the cute Shinigami with the lavender hair. She was a unique one, and the it couldn't help but keep its eyeless head sighted on her as she points her weapon towards it while casting a confusing spell. The effect of said magic would be felt as the creature's strength was drained from its form causing the spectral claw to waver before fading out of existence. This style of fighting was something that struck the fluffy beast as 'familiar' as if it was sparking some sort of Deja Vu for it, "....". The creature would leap back and away from the woman with the long, lavender hair as a silver-blue bow forms before it and those spectral claws come back to hold it. Two arrows are let lose towards the offending Shinigami that found herself in the creatures personal space. It still held no ill will behind the attack, and that would be noticeable in the lack luster and care free way it counters the twelfth division soul, Kokoro.Quote: Speed: 50 Strength: 30 [10] Defense: 10 Stamina: 20 Spiritual Power: --- [25] HP: 200/200 SE: 71/75 Reishi Bow and Arrow: Forms a bow of Reishi from around the user. Capable of firing off Reishi arrows as well at 2 SE per arrow. [4 SE for 2 arrows] Attack Speed: 50 | Power: 25 1,039 + 176 [+88 Interaction] = 1,303
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 7:28 pm
Kokoro smiles as her kidou has made it's mark. Her rejoicing is only temporary, however, and soon replaced with her ducking and dodging a barrage of reishi arrows. "What is this?!" she exclaims with excitement. While she might be attempting to avoid the dangerous arrows, she cannot help but be delighted in something out of the ordinary. Nay, scratch that. Extraordinary. "I must remember to transcribe my notes after this battle. You are highly intriguing, Mr Chicken! Tell me, if you can, are you in some way or manner related to the Quincies?" Her eyes sparkle with delight. She might not be a blood lusting warrior, but she loves a good challenge. The things she could learn from him. It is a good thing she has lined her uniform and gear with sensors and scatters probes wherever she goes. This will make her report much more entertaining if it is a multimedia experience. She feints back and then lunges forward and makes a strike at his .... arm? The only thing that she can identify as a specific body part is the head, and that is iffy at best. Her draconian zanpakutou laughs at her during the entire fight and is of no worldly use at the moment when he is more interested in having fun at her expense. The jerk.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 11:22 pm
Logix Maxwell This Blank would tilt its red, elongated head to the side as it watched the excitable woman's eyes sparkle in a delight it had never witnessed before. To think this was all from the use of its ability to conjure forth a bow and arrow made of the reishi in the air. The feminine Shinigami had easily dodged and weaved to avoid the arrows of pure spiritual particles, while speaking of notes and of 'Quincies'. Quincy. Quincy. Something about the word hangs heavy in the creature's mind, til its instincts reel it back in time to hop back away from the edge of the woman's blade. If the creature had a mouth, a smirk would cover its face, as a red, clawed hand would protrude from its feathery, white cloak to take hold of the hilt of the offending weapon for a mere second before the lavender haired woman would rush past it due to her momentum. In response an exact duplicate of the weapon would materialize in the creature's hand, so it now wielded the Shinigami's zanpaku-tou, or at least a copy of it. Yet another unique ability being displayed by the Blank for the woman's data gathering madness, "..."Quote: Speed: 50 Strength: 30 [10] Defense: 10 Stamina: 20 Spiritual Power: --- [25] HP: 200/200 SE: 71/75 1,303 + 200 [+100 Interaction] = 1,603
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2017 6:22 pm
The lavender haired female skids to a halt as he grabs her weapon. She pulls back, unwilling to part with Kuro Ryu. Her eyes narrow to slits. "Oh, you are a tricky little thing, Mr Chicken!" A soft curse is hissed in the back of her throat as he manifests a weapon resembling her own. "Kuso. I got careless. Kuro Ryu, you need to stop laughing at me and start helping." she mutters. A glint flashes in her eyes as she gets much more serious. Kuro Ryu, on the other hand, is playing the jerk as usual. 'You can not make a dragon do anything,' he whispers, 'This is why despite knowing my name and having your reiatsu, I will not share my power with you ... yet. Play with your toy without me for a while. You need to earn the right and learn to respect me. You examine and research and probe me all day. I am not one of your projects. I am a damn dragon, get it straight.' With that, the dragon falls asleep, leaving her to handle this blank on her own. "Damn it ..." She uses flash step and wheels around behind (???) the white fluffy creature. "Stop fighting me already. I have other projects to attend." She lunges forward, and slashes at him as she growls her words at him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2017 3:08 pm
Logix Maxwell After touching and materializing, its opponent would leap away and seem to begin arguing with her weapon. The very same weapon that it held a copy of in its red, clawed hand, though it lacked the spirit of the Shinigami's zanpaku-tou. The creatures red head would tilt once more as it seemed that the lovely female scientist had forgotten about him for the spiritual weapon. It was not something that would bother him, but then she would suddenly lunge and cry out for it to stop fighting so she can work on other projects. Her steps sped up by a movement technique that caused her body to flash in and out of sight, til it raises the sword to clash with the blade of its opponent's weapon, "...". The creature would be staring down the blade of the Shinigami's zanpaku-tou, towards her while feeling its sapped strength slowly returning to it.Quote: Speed: 50 Strength: 30 [10] Defense: 10 Stamina: 20 Spiritual Power: --- [25] HP: 200/200 SE: 71/75 1,603 + 150 [+75 Interaction] = 1,828
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2017 8:41 pm
Anger shivers through her body as this feathered thing seemed to silently mock her. She flicks an offending lock of hair out of her face. "I am trying to maintain some femininity and do my job. But do you care? No~ Because you are selfish. You will not share your delicious data or give up." A touch of her typical playfulness seeped out towards the end. Whether it is due to actually enjoying herself despite the inconvenience of a battle, or her unwillingness to become completely serious and stone cold, it was hard to say. It could be one, the other, both, or neither altogether. With Kokoro, it was hard to tell. She tightens her grip as they clash blades finally. This has a better feel to her. Fighting an armed opponent gave her moral uplift to her morale. After all, fighting against an unarmed man (thing?) always seemed base and demeaning. Rather like being a murderer than a righteous defender of the spirit world. Then again, she acknowledges that she sort of signed over her scruples when she first joined the shinigami and once more when she joined the twelfth division. In all honesty, she had her reasons. She smirks at him and plants her palm on what she believes to be his forehead. "Jellen."
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2017 8:22 am
Logix Maxwell The change in the lovely, female Shinigami was obvious even to the creature as their steel clashed. Her carefree, playful mood seemed to melt into one of someone completely different right before its eyes. Once more that annoying spell is cast sapping his strength just as it was returning. This left the Blank with little choice to disengage from sword combat with the woman. It leaps away and materializes the bow once again, "...". The creatures spectral hands wielding this weapon once more as it fires off a volley of arrows towards this newly changed woman. The Blank eyeing her over as it wondered what had caused the sudden change in its opponent. Once more one of her words echoed in its head. Quincy. Quincy. Quincy. Quincy. What did the word mean? What was it? Even as its thoughts raced, the creatures body kicked into a defensive stance to protect itself.Quote: Speed: 50 Strength: 30 [10] Defense: 10 Stamina: 20 Spiritual Power: --- [25] HP: 200/200 SE: 71/75 1,828 + 150 [+75 Interaction] = 2,053
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