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 Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:34 pm
((Can we keep all OoC in the LN thread pleasee? Oh, and can someone go through this and clean out the OoC, I don't think I'm allowed since it isn't my squad.. ))
Edit: Done.
-Temor
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:51 pm
When dark reflections dance... A dark smile splayed across Bull-Bikou's features as he watched the proceedings. He was interested in finding out what the others were planning on doing, but was also somewhat annoyed at several of the arrancar present. This was why he preferred to work alone. Alone, he was a nightmare, a shadow in the darkness that moved with speed and precision, striking fast and leaving without a sound, leaving blood and pain in his wake. It was for this reason he hated his own kind so, and it was also for this reason that he despised all races, mostly quincy and humans, but the others fell into roughly the same categories in the end.
In truth, he had long been bored with his current fight. The captain before him was powerful, that much was true, but he was lacking in creativity, and, as it seemed, mostly enjoyed running about like a juggernaut, destroying everything he came into contact with. A light clicked on in Bikou's mind, and his grin widened, becoming truly diabolical. This could work.
Abruptly, he vanished in a blinding haze of thundering heat, reappearing at the edges of the squad's walls, staring out at the chaos before him, and both burning hands placed against the stone and wood. If he could not goad the zaigou captain out of his shell, he would force him to intervene as only he could. After all, fire cannot put out fire, and one cannot ignore it when a building burns. Fire spreads quickly.
The sparks began as a single pulse of red flame in the center of each hand, flames that licked up the walls and singed the surface, leaving black trails behind them. Without warning, they expanded rapidly, consuming an entire wall within the space of a second, and firing out behind him in two massive beams of flame. Beams that also propelled him forwards like a rocket, both arms swinging wide in front of him, and igniting more of the squad grounds, scorching the ground and shattering the stones near him with the sheer heat.
As both hands met in front of him, the fire joined, roaring into life as truly enormous b*****d sword, the blade reaching a full five feet in length, and bearing a width of a foot and a half in the center. The attack was an improvisation, but as Bikou-Bullene continued to fight in this shell, he was beginning to get used to its power.
Again, and again he vanished, reappearing at different points in the enclosure, each time obliterating a wall with a swipe of his sword, and sending out another wave of flames into the streets of soul-society, painting the sky a deep hue of amber.
As he finished, he returned to an area not far from where Bullene still supported the monolithic Sigeric, and pointed the b*****d sword at the Captain, heat rising from it like the grasping fingers of the devil. It was a silent warning, a call to arms if ever there was one. Bikou was done playing, and he wanted to kill something....Beneath a silvery moon
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 1:17 am
(( As I said in the LN Thread, if you don't want me joining in, you can have this RP deleted. Sorry if this is rudely interrupting. )) ~~~~~~
Kaisho had heard about the commotion in the Eighth Squad grounds and immediately took to the field. He had a bit of a journey to get there, and with Bob seemingly out on hiatus, he was the only member of his Division that could lend a sufficient hand to Captain Katsurou. He cared not that he wasn't as strong as the Captains and other Shinigami in the fight. He cared not that he did not know Shikai. He cared not for the fact that he had only the rudimentary abilities of a Shinigami.
He fended off a Hollow before coming a Shinigami, to save his human family from death. Now, he knew he must find a way to help his new family, the Shinigami of the Sereitei, save themselves from the Arrancar attack.
Kaisho rushed as fast as he could, thinking of how he could make an impact on the battle, despite such handicaps. He thought long and hard, even while running his thoughts kept racing, battle plans popping into his head like crazy. By the time he had reached the scene, the chaos had become grave, and the mixing reiatsu and killing intent made him physically sick. However, he was here now, and he wanted to make his impression on the battlefield, no matter how insignificant.
Everyone else seemed to be holding their own, his Captain holding aloft a gigantic blob of an Arrancar while engaging another foe. He smiled, even laughed for a moment, but knew that somehow his own Captain would find a way out of his mess. However, Kaisho glazed the battlefield with his eye only to find Zaine in considerable trouble. Engaging two foes, but finding it more difficult, Zaine actually looked like he needed Kaisho's help.
Kaisho began running again, stealthier and much more careful than before. Concealing his reiatsu amongst the many fighting around him was almost effortless, even with someone with a basic ability in it. Seizing his chance, he began to gather reishi underfoot, charging towards an Arrancar from behind as though charging up at him from a flight of stairs. When he reached a certain distance from the Arrancar, Kaisho quietly chanted an incantaion.
“Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini... Look upon yourself with horror and claw out your own throat. Bakudo #9, Geki...”
The attack took hold of the Arrancar Zaine was engaging in a crimson glow, restricting the movements of him as best he could. It was stronger than before, when he trained with Genji Kazemaru, but to merely hold and Arrancar would not work for long, if at all. Kaisho managed to get close enough, to the point where he leapt that last few feet, pressing two fingers against the back of the Arrancar’s head. “Hado #4, Byakurai...” He whispered coldly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 10:09 am
"Oh?" The giant said to himself, genuinely surprised at the fact he had been stopped. He had known that Captains were powerful but this was quite a bit more shocking. There were very few people around who were this insanely strong. Sigeric was sure that none of the other Arrancar around would've had the pure physical strength to deal with it.
"Never mind." He muttered, or rather boomed, to himself. "I suppose I'll take it from a different approach." He said, walking backwards and away from the fight. It was all preparation for another attack, his last had been uninspired, basic. It hadn't taken full advantage of his colossal frame. Anyone big could step on someone.
Sigeric, now Kilometres away but still very clearly visible, began to run. Reaching an enormous speed due to his huge stride and then he slipped himself down, into an enormous sliding kick, smashing down everything in his path and aimed for everyone. His arms flailed at the sides, smashing down everything beside him too. As he slid he let out a huge bellowing laugh, clearly he enjoyed fighting and throwing his weight about.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 1:21 pm
Yamoto glared at Sigeric who had no tact what so ever, but before he could do anything he had to deal with the cero flying at him. "Pathetic creatures." Yamoto held up his right hand and pointed it directly at the oncoming beam. "Reido." Instead of a beam firing from Yamoto hands, the reido energy surronded Yamoto's appendage. The cero was caught by Yamoto and the two force disappeared.
Yamoto know turned his attetion to the giant sliding at them all. "You are a waste of space." Yamoto was strong, but he didn't have the same strength as Bullene in Bankai, so a physical stop was out. "Oh well guess it can't be helped. Blind your enemies, Makkuro Hikari." Yamoto zanpakuto went into it's shikai again, but this time there was no swordjust a white hilt. However the ground below Yamoto was completly black instead of it normal dirt brown. "Makkuro Mamorimasu"
A giant black wall about thirty feet in height appeared infront of Yamoto. Sigeric foot hit the fall and immediatly stopped. The momentum that Sigeric had was completly absorbed into Yamoto's technique making the giant just lay there. "Like I said before a waste of space." Yamoto appeared high above the giant and smiled a little. He pointed his right hand down at the giant, and grasped the arm's wrist with his left hand. "Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle. Hado 63. Thunder Roar Cannon." The air around Yamoto became extremly dense with spritual pressure as the captain unleashed the kido. The spell was at it peak due to the fact that Yamoto had said the entire incantation. The beam was massive, 30 feet in diameter, even if the giant was some able to dodge the sure explosion the beam would create would cause massive damage to the surronding area, and most likely everyone elses fights.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 1:24 pm
Pa Rot sighed as the giant attacked again and escaped with another sonido, this time to the sky several miles above the barracks. He looked down at the impeding attack. He figured this one would be quite a bit harder to avoid for everyone. He was wondering how the Septima would escape as he didn't like the idea of observing alone again. He didn't dislike it either, he'd just prefer to have someone to talk to.
'No, he can't be the captain. He's far too reckless. So just where is the captain?' he thought to himself about Bullene.
He then noticed how Sigeric was stopped so easily and sighed to himself. His Espada was being pretty unimpressive so far. He had been thinking he had picked the right one up until this point. However, he knew you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. In fact, he was expecting Sigeric to make a comeback.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 1:39 pm
Pa Rot was such a naive being. She could feel his unease and worry. Dumb creature. Underestimate me will he? Ceasing her whistling and glaring at Yamoto, Alkonost stood perfectly within the kido's range. "Grito Fuera." Drawing her Zanpakuto as she spoke its release Alkonost activated her Resurreccion in order to both protect herself and allow herself to enter this battle. "Run Pa Rot, run." Gimacing she clasped her alot flute Zanpakuto and allowed the kido to envelope her. Part of her Resurreccion's ability was called Down Feathers, a soft white plumage that covered her while in Resurreccion that absorbed the power of kido based attacks. Now, while the Thunder Roar Cannon was well beyond her Down Feather's safe zone, she was able to cut down on its power and safe herself partially. As the dust cleared the Septima Espada could be seen, slightly scorched, her exposed skin not covered by her Resurreccion mask fragments still smoking. Sonido'ing through the smoke and beside Yamoto, Alkonost held her alto flute to her lips, smiled and winked to Yamoto and then began to blow.
Releasing a series of Infrasounds from her released Zanpakuto Alkonost sent a chord of inaudible soundwaves well below the normal hearing range of human out from where she stood. The soundwaves affected coordination and normal motorskills and could also create seismic activity. The danger of these soundwaves was minimal in retrospect to the limit of her power but they were strong none the less. So, as Alkonost stood there with her alto flute firmly gripped and visibly being played she couldn't help but feel empowered. Watch out, lackies, the real power of Hueco Mundo has arrived.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 5:55 pm
(( Septima Espada uses Brown Noise on Yamoto! It's Super Effective!
Sorry, first thought into my head when I read this. ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:00 pm
((Das bin nicht lustig...wirklich, nur verpiss dich))
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:38 pm
Yamoto was slightly annoyed by the new espada, but also intregued. "So this is who replaced the kid ehh." Yamoto laughed as the girl appeared beside him playing her flute. Sound..... Yamoto disappeared to get away from the noise whether he could hear it or not, he knew some type of sound was coming from that flute. It was to late though the technique had hit his ear causing his balance to be off. Yamoto staggered in midair for a moment then stopped and stood perfectly still.
Yamoto smiled, because he had only been affected by the technique for a second. Neing a Zaigou his sences were hightened and that included his frequency of hearing. His was well above the normal human range. Yamoto was still cautious though. He held his hand up to the Espada and pulled his fingers back towards his body twice indicating for the girl to attack.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:56 pm
Seeing the delight in Yamoto's eyes, Alkonost gripped her flute tightly in her hand and lunged forward. As she did so she charged a small red orb of energy in her left hand. Thrusting the limb forward a small batallion of Bala shot out towards the Captain. It was a simple attack but its intentions were to test his speed and reaction time. I like this Shinigami, he's fun. Squinting her eyes and nearly snarling the Espada in Resurreccion was visibly amused by the Taichou. He seemed daring much like herself and sure with their own abilities as was she. Sure, she may not have been Primera but she was sure that this fight was going to get bloody from both parts before anyone would concede defeat. Out of everyone here, I couldn't have chosen a better opponent. Experiencing a wide variety of emotions as her body became flooded with adrenaline. With each of her muscles twitching in delight as she shook off her rusty joints, Alkonost couldn't help but smiling. Such feelings of empowerment came few and far between for her so any chance she got at drawing anothers blood was a moment put to good use.
"Shinigami. Tell me your rank." A rarety for Alkonost to speak ever she chose her words carefully. When she asked for something she expected to receive it because she'd only ask once. Names mattered not her, she'd never hear them and reading a name was easy. It was when she asked for ones rank that their pride and possibly arrogance showed through. To her, asking someone for their rank opened up doors of expectation and disappointment. It was like a welcome mat into a new dimension of fun and excite. So, despite everything she'd said up to this point, nothing was more serious than her request for the Shinigami to state his position amoungst the Gotei's 13 Courtguard Squads.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 7:05 pm
(quick question is your character still deaf? By the way I rp as Musa, sorry I didn't finish the fight too I didn'ty really like how I designed him so he wasn't worth fighting over an espada seat)
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 7:07 pm
((WAS?! DU BIST MUSA?! Too bad I couldn't have beat your bum for realz! Can I redeem myself? And yes, she is deaf. Part of that design was to keep her immune to her own attacks smile ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 7:22 pm
Yamoto smiled as he saw the Bala flew at him. It wasn't what he had expected, but he liked it anyway. He waited until it was close enough he could feel the energy before he reacted. A shield appeared infront of Yamoto and the bala collided with it instead of it's intended target. What you saw there was Bakudo 39. Arc Shield. I'm able to cast kido with out reciting a spell being captain of squad 5. Yamoto smiled as he brought his hand up to his haori. He pulled out a bottle of sake and took a big sip, and then immediatly put the bottle back in the pocket where it was stored.
Yamoto appeared behind the girl, his hand an inch away from her body. He too was going to test this girl, but it didn't mean he was going to hold back. Yamoto smiled as he looked at the Espada, and sighed. "Hado 54. Abloshing Flames."
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