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 Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 1:17 pm
Herieo came to a skidding stop after hi final leap towards the building; he seemed to be in more then just a little rush, looking frantically around the initial area before going to knock at the nearest closed door. This action elicited no response, making the boy draw back in confusion. "O-Oh yeah.. Pokken did say noone was here~! I guess that means I'll just ghandi hop right o'er this here thing an-" A voice interrupted his aloud call, following a tap on his left shoulder. There, again, sat the stuffed animal, arms folded and legs hanging loosely over the edge of the child's left arm. "Kid. It might be illegal to just go.. You sure you wanna risk it, on your first time here..? I mea- Oh." The animal's words were brought to a halt when the child simply overstepped the boundaries in a sneaky fashion, before stepping off. Both of his hands were covering an ear, cupping the side of his face. "How immature.." The little soul scoffed to himself, rolling it's eyes before sinking backwards into a more portable and unseen position. As they set of on another trail of inhumane hops, Herieo began to uncover his ears and laugh, jokingly speaking to the mod at the same time he did so. "You were sayin' somethin', Pokken..? Heheh. Didn't here ya'.. Too busy not listening to what you were s'posed to be saying. My baad~!" Giggling still, the boy set off towards the nearest set of buildings in the distance..
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 9:00 pm
(when i get time to post, im coming for your head...)
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 2:18 pm
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 5:06 pm
Soujirou leaped and smashed into the ground with his right leg, like he was doing some dramatic home run. He landed right in front of the hut, too. He almost lost his balance and tripped into it, though. Anyways, he peered into the hut. Hey, what else would he do? It's not like he knew what the hell was going on anymore. "You have to wait for someone to let you pass through." The tiger observed.
"Oh, alright. I have a question though. What squad is this, exactly?" He inquired. "Uh...from the looks of it, 12." The tiger said, while looking around. "12, huh?" repeated, like he was trying to remember something. Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Goodbye." With that, Soujirou sprinted off. "Wait, what? Ah, screw it. I know where he's going. Let me write a note." He leaped onto the counter, and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper.
"To whom this may concern,
Hi! My name's Torakun. I'm a substitute shinigami's assistant, tasked with not getting him killed. So that's why I'm writing this, because he ran off to the 2nd squad to sign up, apparently. So please don't kill him!
Seriously, don't,
Torakun
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 11:26 pm
Tadashi whistled as he walked toward his security shack. It wasn't difficult telling that Tadashi had just came back from his vacation in Hawaii if the aloha shirt, the tan, and the lei on his neck didn't already give it away. Upon arriving in front of his security door, he saw a poorly written letter scribbled and taped to his door. With curiosity, Tadashi peeled off the letter and opened the door as he read it. In unison with the door swinging open, a computer monitor blipped on revealing an intruder that had passed not long before. A vein bulged in Tad's head as he crumpled the letter in his hand. "Pheh. s**t is on now...." Tadashi proceeded in stripping his aloha shirt in a comical fashion and revealing a somehow placed shinigami uniform already on his body. With his blade appearing in his hand, Tadashi rushed out of his security office with a craving for some blood.
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Posted: Sat May 15, 2010 8:37 am
In an idle stroll, Charles arrives at the main gate. With a faint smile, he surveys the area and smirks even more as he realizes that the gate has no guard for now. "Seems I chose a good time for duty." While he doesn't bother with the guard shack, Charles does take a place to stand before it. Might as well let his opponent see him prior to attack. To pass the time, he reaches behind himself and draws out a frisbee-sized disk. Kneeling in the open area, he places it down and immediately the small device comes to life. A few moments pass, and then a small digital display on the top offers readings.
Frowning at the result, he mumbles to himself. "Damn . . . composite material? Must be some sort of mechanisms or traps here. Oh well, I suppose my SHOD system will have to wait for a test." Replacing his little toy, he still stands against the shack. The door to the labs must be guarded in any case. Perhaps he will relinquish duty when somebody comes along. Still, a gamble to work on.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 7:44 pm
Strolling idly, Charles lets his mind wander to his newest skill set. Every attack and ability is named, but thus far his is not. Hardly the kido it once was, nor is it Aitourensa's ability either, the title "hyapporankan-gattai-kyuuten" is quite a mouthful. His mind works on just what to call his new abilities, how to stamp his own title upon something he worked so hard to define. The portal into and out of squad 12 remains static and undisturbed for quite some time. Despite his mental issue, Charles does keep an eye on the gate. His first- and likely last, guard duty is passing quietly and more dull than he had assumed it would be.
Of course, a possibility does rise. Where does this portal go? Could it lead to those two that made a deal with him so long ago? A meeting with those Arrancar would be much more pleasant now that he has not only his Shikai, but a secret weapon as well. No. He has little to offer them other than tipping his hand. Let them find him, if they ever do. Either way, he is merely grasping at straws to show off. Best to keep a lid on this for now. Nevertheless, his mind continues to analyze the possibilities. Sympathetic kido to his battle style continue to skip about in his mind, ones likely to work with his new technique. Each one also causes his issue of naming the move to come back to the forefront.
"This is incredibly dull . . . what fool would do this on a regular basis?!"
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 7:53 pm
Appearing quickly in the area, Maxi nods slightly to those on duty and makes his way towards the gate. Stopping just before the hut, Maxi turns and addresses everyone in the area, "I shall be on earth for a short but undetermined amount of time, should you need anything Addresses those things to the vice captain and she should be able to help you. I expect you all to give her the respect she deserves and to treat her as you would me. If I find out otherwise, I will use your spin as a hat rack, I can never have to many of those." His rambling message delivered, Maxi marches up past the sealing and storage outpost and straight into the gate.
(Exit stage Gate)
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 8:07 pm
Even the momentary excitement of seeing Maxi blast through the area does little to inspire anything other than tedium in this place. Charles realizes now that this was a mistake, for there are no targets to practice on. For that matter there is not even something to inspire him. Simply the same monotonous droning on and on ad infinitium. After a while, even the pacing is growing annoying. Charles sighs more times than he cares to admit, and his yawns are quickly approaching that same repetitive nature. When yawns induce yawns, boredom has reached a peak. Without so much as an explanation he storms off back towards labratory 5. At least there he has some options.
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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 6:52 pm
"Hello? I was told my request has been filled and I thought I should probably get down here to pick it up, I think they told me to check the 5th lab, my name is Zaine Tsukioma, 6th seat of squad 10." the shinigami called out carefully to whomever was in charge of this area, "Am I cleared to move to the lab?" he added as an afterthought.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 12:44 pm
Deciding he had waited long enough Zaine shook his head and headed on towards the 5th lab, "Not so much on customer service are they?" he stated wryly, even though the joke would reach no one's ears.
((Exit to lab 5))
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 4:36 pm
Stamped approval by Takena, 3rd Seat:
William Stark, the novice, can be found with Takena the 3rd Seat of Squad 12 on the Testing Grounds. He was unaware of the protocols and has been thoroughly thrashed in some experimentation as punishment. He has been dealt with and informed of the procedures. Still undergoing experimentation.
- Guards of Squad 12
((Sorry if I used NPC's of Squad 12 to do this, but I thought it fit. If you wish for me to remove it, simply tell me and I will do so.))
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:02 pm
A blur of movement approaches from the main compound, sending the guards on edge. Coming to a gradual stop, Charles nods in recognition to the low-level shimigami here on duty. "No cause for alarm. My companion and I had a training exercise that went poorly for him. I am merely taking him for treatment. Feel free to log that in the book." As the members there shuffled around at the oddity of seeing Charles carry another man with him through the portal, most ignore the situation. Thankfully, some take the time to write down as requested in the log. Given the nature of squad 12, things could have been quite worse for whoever had a 'bad day' here.
(( exiting to 4th squad medical facility ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 6:37 pm
Maikeru peeked warily around the corner of the entrance to the compound. After seeing no one about in the immediate vicinity he backed up and walked in whistling a happy tune.
"HELLLOOOOO???" He yelled, prolonging the word to the point of it approaching on being opera. Horrible brain-curdling, ear-wrenching opera, but opera nonetheless.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 4:41 pm
"You can stop and state who you are if you wish to move further." Tadashi stated as he leaned on the wall behind the security shack with a book in his hands. He was fully uniformed and armed. Being back in action, Tadashi was going to uphold the purpose of what the security was there for. "Name, Rank, and proof of permission to be here will be suffice."
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