This opponent certainly left Olly on his toes. If only he was this quick to strike a bargain with the West. The dog resting on Olly's head would tense and soon Lokken would be under attack from the previous onslaught of projectiles. That's why if you're going to dodge, try and dodge completely. Still, Olly was no better. The lucky boy notices his attack miss it's mark and is already plotting on a new way to act again as his opponent sinks into the ground. Not long after that a fly trap would rise around Olly with the sole purpose of crushing him and possibly his companion. Olly wouldn't have time to even look up at the structure as it would close around him before it would already be done after a small burst of yellow light. Now only Lokken remained and he wasn't going to be able to last very long. At least with Olly there he would take some attention away from the hasty fool; the dog too. Olly's hand fans at the air sadly trying to cope with losing the body when it notices Olly standing beside it. And not just standing there but flexing his muscles. Why was he doing that? More importantly, how was he still alive?
Well, he wasn't given much time at all but he luckily had a backdoor that he hadn't accounted for. His missed attack sent his hands off to attack his opponent so he merely substituted himself with them. He wasn't all for lame gimmicks like that really... actually, that only counted when they were used on him. He'd use it over and over against someone else. Still, it was a cowards move. Very unbecoming of a man like himself. Since that whole act would take time, Olly had also used Dig Me No Grave at a weaker level since he didn't have much reaction time, but it did enough to stall the maws long enough to fully swap out. As his luck tended to give and give, he had swapped with one of the hands that was sending out the lightning based attack on his opponent to begin with. So it would serve the purpose it hadn't before now. The West would not revel at this as all he did was dodge and did not make the fight move anywhere close to his way. Still, he outlasted Lokken and that was fine and... Olly would notice the structure and grimace. Maybe next time. His dog companion would not have been so lucky and would now be back where all summons return to once defeated.
Terribly sad but Olly needed to use his available energy on preserving himself foremost. Now, as to why he was flexing his muscles... he couldn't control it. He'd never really used Monster Out before and his body wasn't adapted yet. It helped to further delay him being crushed but now it was just ridiculous. No matter. His opponent was faster than him anyway so him being in this state did more good than bad. "You're exactly right," Olly would finally say. "I'm not a fighter and I'd be nothing more than a quick snack that gives you stomach truble. How about we talk figures? I'll give you some limbs that I have as trade? Limbs for limbs," the West bargains quickly as he already thinks of the next set of attacks he might launch.
Notes:: RPC = Brentamine [West], Olin {Chakra Surge:: 78,200 / Current Chakra:: 78,200} Hidden Movie - Lightning Shield - Thunder Up Hidden Cloud - Electrical Discharge Technique ---------------- Current Outfit = Expressed. (Olin) ---------------- Last Post = Hidden Grass (Pp. , P. ) ---------------- Words = -- Total Word Count = 993 Anywhere Words = 0 Free Techniques = 0 (counts prior posts only) ---------------- Village Training List:: --
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 7:51 pm
Shikamettsura
Got a slightly delayed post up for you, Sexy. wink lmao
Cytisus' maw remained clamped where it was for a a moment or two. Seemingly unmoving, although it was the only thing that could be seen above the surface of the earth. Truth be told, the electrical field that had been harnessed through the hands of the West clan member, had struck at the core. Considering the fact that the majority of his maw was that of metal formed into a plant structure. The electrical surge had sparked straight through the male's body, temporarily stunning him in his motions. Of course those few moments of pause would serve only as a slight delay, as he was soon crunching down and devouring the hand that had entered his maw, and continuing on his way in order to keep killing the two that had watched him commit the crimes that he had. "You know.. Summons never tasted that great, almost like eating slightly tang flavored mist. Limbs for limbs? I don't care about limbs! It's the majority of your dead carcass that gives us power, kid!" The large maw of the fly trap appendage slowly cracked it's way open, a sinister red eye peeking out from within in order to first look at the odd structure that had formed itself in defense of the first individual. He could feel it, taste it even, the fear and pain that was caused by the attacks that had struck one of the two opponents. Their cowering in the face of defeat lead only to further prove of this fact. Cytisus chuckled slightly, his gaze settling on the muscled West clan member as he spoke to them. "I'm sure we can come up with an agreement. We get to eat both of you, and in exchange you die quickly!" He says as his fly trap opens enough to reveal his entire body now, raising fully out of the ground, he shifts his stance momentarily and then rushes forward towards the muscled out Olly.
With a slight movement, he uses a kunai to p***k one of his fingers from within the sleeve of his black cloak. Thrusting his hand to the ground, the summoning technique circle would spiral out from under his palm and form around his body. Immediately the ground would quake for a moment, before thousands of small black Mushi bugs would begin to unburrow themselves from the ground beneath his feet, small puffs of smoke following the insects as they emerged from the holes they made in the ground. The summoning of his basic summon, the Mushi Swarm, would allow for him to further manipulate the battle field to the way he wished to. Raising to his full height, as well as angling his palm in the direction of the opponent he was going to defeat first. The entire Mushi Insect swarm welled up and rushed across the ground, crawling and piling over themselves in order to make it to the muscled out and possibly slowed opponent as fast as they all could. Upon reaching the opponent, they would attempt to form a coffin like structure around Olly. Grabbing and securing Olly in once place should they be successful. Of course Cytisus would not be far behind them should their attack fail. Both his arms raising to his chest, his hands slipping into either of his black cloak like coat's sleeves as he removes them in a throwing motion, twin kunai being flung outwards towards Olly. Twin wires connected to the loops at the end of the kunai. These kunai were not meant to strike the opponent directly, but instead they would wind their way around them when the opponent dodged. With luck, the wires would serve the purpose of restricting their movement long enough for the bugs to get their hold and devour a good chunk of the opponent's chakra from them. Losing almost half their chakra at this point, would be almost considered a perfect win for Cytisus, as far as they were concerned. With a thought going to the other body hidden in their spiky enclosure, Cytisus had instructed a small amount of the Mushi Swarm to envelope the cage. Should even a tiny opening come up when the swarm searched over it. They would slip into that crack and drain this other opponent of their chakra as well. Although Cytisus was hardly giving any attention to the injured opponent now, he could make swift work of that one any time he wished, the barely harmed one would need to come first.
Mushi Swarm Summon Bug Coffin - Summon Attack
I think that's it. I'm multi-tasking too much to remember. xd
| I took forever to post this, I'm sorry! I don't remember what I typed but I remember I didn't like it... but I never got around to reading it over and changing it. v.v |
His persuasion tactics needed work. But at least now Olly had a sense of what this being sought. He wanted power, obviously, but to make it work he needed to consume a substantial portion of a body. In order for him to get the benefits it had to be a majority of one body not multiple ones. That meant that almost entire bodies would have to be exchanged for new limbs. That wasn’t a price that Olly couldn’t live with but it would decrease the amount of new limbs he could own. Just making it out of the fight he’d have to hand over a few bodies to even get this being to agree to anything if at all. This was not going to work out unless Olly could bargain bigger and better. But what did he have that would interest this man and that he could do without? Olly wouldn’t have longer than the man’s initial response to his bargain to think on that before he would have to focus on preserving his life a little longer. As the swarm would come into being, Olly would make his first movement. It would take a little bit so he needed to do it now; especially since it may very well be unsuccessful.
A twiddle of his fingers on the hand floating near him and he’s already unleashed a few waves of sound silently from the Melody Arm that he has equipped on his left arm. That movement would hopefully show whether or not it would have some effect on the bugs at the least even though he hadn’t fully used the technique. Should he notice any abnormalities with the bugs he would unleash the full wave in order to buy him a bit of time. This wave would have quite a force around it but not enough to even attempt to blow away the swarm let alone his opponent. It might delay them in its effect for him to comfortably perform his next set of defenses but that was pushing it. Olly’s face would morph and change until it would resemble some sort of beast. He would begin to take on a wolf form similar to Lokken but his form would instead be a deep orange, almost gold, in color. If he hadn’t delayed his opponent then by now the kunai would have whisked pass him harmlessly and he would continue transforming thinking he’d dodged something. But as soon as he begins to fall on all fours the kunai curve and it’s too late for him to realize what was intended.
The wire would twist and wrap around him even more securely now that he was shifting into all fours because it would be snagged on his front legs more to the left making the kunai curve prematurely and weave around his hind legs before twitching and wrapping around the front legs to lock with the kunai that had been wrapping around his front legs. If he’d transformed later then he probably would have been better off. He growls as his body sways and soon falls to the ground. He’d been captured and was open to all forms of assault. Maybe now was the proper time to try for a better bargain while the bugs were hopefully delayed by the sound wave enough for his Lightning Armor to finally begin to come into effect. “Actually, I think I do have something for you though.” The West squirms a little before grinning nervously. “I think instead of trading evenly that I’ll trade you one thing for those parts. You know, the ones that you passed on the road and didn’t want to leave just lying there.” Was he a fool or what? Something about Olly’s grin begged the question what he could possibly have to bargain with.
Notes:: RPC = Brentamine [West], Olin {Chakra Surge:: 78,200 / Current Chakra:: 78,200} Need to update this area but used: Melody Arm from Sound and Transformation from Twilight. Melody Arm maybe twice if I can't just send the first wave and then increase the wave later. ---------------- Current Outfit = Expressed. (Olin) ---------------- Last Post = Hidden Grass (Pp. , P. ) ---------------- Words = -- Total Word Count = 993 Anywhere Words = 0 Free Techniques = 0 (counts prior posts only) ---------------- Village Training List:: --
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 6:02 pm
It would appear that something was attempting to slow his insects in their assault. Although the insects themselves were acting as nothing more then a distraction in order for him to follow through with his true attack, the wire. Feeling the snag of the two wires wrapping around the opponent, a slow satisfied smile formed across his face. "How about... I just rip your eyes out of your head.. And we can call it a day, hmm?" Cytisus says as he finishes the previous attack by flicking a second set of kunai to his left and right. Sending either deeply into the ground in order to wedge his now apparently canine foe to the ground. "Naturally the life of your... Friend there, wont be so easy going.." Cytisus' darker more sinister voice says as the visible side of his mouth twisting into an ever more sinister grin. The Mushi insects would have been pushed away, but quickly they would begin swarming again, of course moving to the side in order to leave a nice open path for their master to walk forwards towards his prey. His left hand emerging from the black sleeve of his cloak like coat as he uses it to pull the sleeve of his right hand up to around his elbow. the dark black skin of his right side glistening slightly in the lighting. Five claw like finger blades were revealed upon his finger tips. Each one glistening as well, although more as though an unseen liquid covered them. "Lets see now.. I'll just cleave out one maybe? How's that sound? Not like you're really in much room to argue huh.. Oh, and the sound is pleasant. Almost makes me feel... Stronger with each pulse." He says with a slow roll of his eyes, his tone clearly revealing something of an obvious sarcasm.
Pulling his right hand backwards he slowly flexes the fingers allowing the blades to slide against each other with a sharp scratching sound. The sound waves that his opponent was using, simply hardening his very form and making his personal defense stronger due to his armor combination. "You know.. I've always wonder what it would be like to see through the eyes of a mutt." Cytisus would say as he knelt down beside Olly. His wood orochi causing any plants or roots in the area to rise up and attempt to constrict around the other pinned form of his prey. Should this come to pass, Cytisus would rub the blades on his fingertips together one more time, and then lower his hand to press his pointer finger right beneath Olly's left eye, the blade itself dangerously close to the socket. "Now the only question is, is this fair trade? Your life for an eye and your friend? I'm a bit of a collector you know? So if this canine eye of yours isn't even special.. I'll probably have to kill you anyways." Cytisus sighed lightly, his golden yellow gaze staring down at the odd shinobi below him. They were interesting to say the least, and their whole attitude almost amused him, but they were still targets at this point. And targets needed to die.
As all of this is happening Olly just blinks. He wanted his eye for his life? That wasn't what he came to bargain for. But what use is bargaining if he's dead? He thinks harshly that he'd rather be dead than to give something up and have nothing to show for it, but the idea that this person would kill him and take everything bothered him more. He supposed that this exchange would a the very least please this figure to the point where they might remember him. So because of that he'd have no better option than to begrudgingly accept this person's offer. "I don't like giving something for nothing, and I do mean my life as nothing, but this transaction could pose as more of a benefit than dying senselessly." He wasn't afraid of the objects so close to his eyes as he had things poking around his body often. It merely reminded him of the last time he manually removed his eyeballs actually. "This bargain is much more convenient than the one I had initial planned. Bear in mind that I'm useful for far more than just parts. I'm pretty smart despite how I look and can be useful to someone that's a collector like yourself."
He would wait for this individual to gouge his eye out as he would run through the time in which he would have to seek medical treatment. He wouldn't bore him with anything more because he was surprised if this figure was even listening. He wondered if they would ever become a supplier to him. Maybe if he as stronger or more outwardly useful then he could be. Olly looks over to the structure where his temporary partner hid and sighed inside. He really wished he could have harvested them but given the current situation he might entice the one claiming his eye. Then he'd be completely in the black on gains for this encounter. Maybe he would see if he could get them medical treatment if he can't break through their defense. He finally shifts his eyes to fall on the one that was either ripping his eye out of readying to, wondering if they would be rough enough to provoke a holler out of him.
Notes:: RPC = Brentamine [West], Olin {Chakra Surge:: 78,200 / Current Chakra:: --} Will update here shortly. He's not using any techniques this post. Just have to factor in his previous chakra usage... ---------------- Current Outfit = Expressed. (Olin) ---------------- Last Post = Hidden Grass (Pp. , P. ) ---------------- Words = -- Total Word Count = 993 Anywhere Words = 0 Free Techniques = 0 (counts prior posts only) ---------------- Village Training List:: --
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 8:20 pm
// I glanced at your picture and realized that the left eye is the one on it, so for the sake of RP, it's the right eye that's being removed. Whether or not that is which eye possesses the eye of the virus, I don't know. But I figured it would be easier on you for the time being. xp //
The words of the being below him weren't that important, yet Cytisus paused a moment to listen anyway. A slow nod was all he really needed to respond with, as the duel minds within his head were running rapidly with ideas and circumstances that could be used for the time being. An ally could be useful, yet it was quite clear that he could take care of them if they didn't serve a purpose that he expected them to serve. Either way though, he was going to take what he wanted and perhaps deal with a bit of a bargain after that. Shifting his bladed finger slightly, he sinks it deep into the socket of his prey. using it to the extend of a spoon in order to cut a small gash on the male's face, before quickly and rather violently scooping the blood shot eye straight from the male's socket.A sharp burning sensation would follow the obvious pain of such a thing happening while someone was awake. Cytisus' other hand gripping the male's face firmly by the (snout? haha) chin in order to keep their head still while he did the entire procedure. Raising slowly he looks down at the eye in his hand and smiles almost fondly at it. "Alright kid.. I've come up with an idea.. I happened to save a nice assortment of limbs and such as snacks, in case I got hungry later on... But perhaps we could come in with a nice arrangement." Cytisus says, the burning from the blade would be excruciating now and on top of that a feeling of complete sickness would start washing over Olly, although it wouldn't be effecting Cytisus, so he clearly showed no care for it. Raising his left hand, he grabbed hold of his left eye with two fingers. The eye itself popping out of the socket without a sound, leaving simply a missing eye socket in it's wake. It was a funny thing, Zetsu had an innate ability to actually remove their eye and crush it to reveal things they had seen. Thus simply removing his eye was an extremely easy task. Raising the new eye in his right hand, he slipped it into the socket he had opened space for, and then his very skin seemed to warp as it grew over it in something akin to a biologically made almost leaf like eye patch to cover for the healing process.
"I'll give you a couple of these things I've accumulated. And their useless bags too.. In exchange, your loyalty is mine.. I'll even remove that fun bit of disease my Dokumashin have implanted straight into your head with their cuts. It was all my idea to use them, really. A kunai would have done fine.." He says with a chuckle as he leans down once again dangling what looked like a seed attached to his old eye over the male's head. A soft sap dripping from it, the sap itself slightly red in color almost like that of blood. With an easy release of his fingers the seed would drop down into the male's eye socket followed by the eye itself. There really wouldn't be an audible sound with this sort of insertion, perhaps a slight pinch as the roots of the seed merged into the veins and nerves. Although the original burning would be gone as soon as the soothing sap hit the socket of the eye. "Now... Let's discuss your modification.. Your allegiance.. Your friend.. And those limbs." Cytisus says as his overall tone changed almost completely. The entire bloodthirsty nature from before shifting away entirely.
| Honestly I don't remember~. :3 Let's just say it was that eye. -loses Eye of the Virus- I'm just going to stop messing with chakra usage and techniques for the posts now cause the fight's over anyway. -looks back- Ah man. Look at how awesomely I kept track of what chakra and techs I used. Astonishingly perfect, don't you agree? xP I still need to at least update the total. -gets to it-
Also I forgot he was a wolf for a sec. -face palms self- But I planned for him to be able to speak in that form so I don't think it changes much? Meh. |
Olly had never really performed experiments on himself without using some form of anesthetic so this would be interesting given this man intended on using not an ounce. The initial sensation of the blade moving close enough to his eye for him to feel the tip was amazing. It was like someone gave him some artificial shot of adrenaline where the dose was far too high. Olly couldn't explain the sensation as it never occurred when he worked on himself. His breathing grows rapid a moment before the tool is inserted into the socket carefully enough to not damage the eye but rough enough to care nothing for adding excess pain. Once the blood bubbles from the back of his eyes and runs down his face the pain actually begins to set in. It sets in in twinges for the first few streams of blood that would seep from the socket. But after more streams begin to run and fuse with the others the pain becomes sharp, constant, and almost overwhelming. The adrenaline rush would escalate further as Olly's body subconsciously jerks and twists against the wires restraining him--causing spurts of blood to squirt from cuts the wires create--as his mouth works to open wide.
He couldn't scream because the pain had stripped him of his voice so his mouth tried to open wider and wider in an attempt to force the scream out. The firm hand pinning his snout kept his mouth from opening as wide as he could have tried to manage. Blood continues bubbling and then streaming from the socket and down the side of his face. This figure kept a firm hold to keep him from shifting in any way that would damage the eye because Olly's entire body was wrestling quite fiercely. Then, all at once, everything becomes distant. The pain was fading away rapidly and he couldn't feel his body. While he felt that way his body was still responding normally to such intense pain. The stinging was all he could really feel as he too in a deep breath almost gasping. He continues trying to scream but no sound emits beyond a very low whimper that was hardly noticeable. He wondered when the pain would end. It had been hours, right? It had to have been hours since this began. He finally returns to his body as a blood vessel bursts in his other eye from it straining to shift and jerk about within its own socket. He grunts and then blacks out for a moment only to come back to to feel the stinging pain but much less intense.
He could see the male affixing his eyes into their socket as he turns his head a little to observe with his one eye and that he was no longer being pinned. His body twitches and he readies to vomit from the pain and stress but somehow resists. He couldn't find the mental strength to throw up and being restrained by the wires made him even less capable. Blood droplets fall from their cheeks and into the small pool that had developed upon the ground. Their fur is stained red across the face, the forearms, and their chest some. They whimper lowly, not really able to do anything anymore. He felt like he was underwater and this male's words reach him just as well. They seemed distant and high up. He seemed to be explaining something to him but the only part he heard clearly was 'fine'. He can't see them very well with their eye gone so when they go to mess with the empty eye socket Olly can't see him. He just waits and feels the stinging come back intensely and then fade away. But the pain that had also returned would not fade. He must have been blocking out the pain for a second there. He whimpers a bit more before hearing the figure speak to him again. He wanted to discuss modifications.
Who, for Olly? And allegiance. So he was to be their tool? Olly couldn't say he didn't see that possibility coming. He had no issue with that so it didn't matter. And then he wanted to talk about... the words male had said before become clearer in his head now. "It's funny that you implanted a disease in me like I did in you with that hand of mine. Too bad I didn't have more time for the disease to take effect before you gave me that ultimatum." He tries to laugh but it seems more like a hissing noise. Olly's paw would drift over and cover his eye socket in an attempt to relieve some pain. "Thanks to that eye you've been cured without effort. If only a few moments more had passed... Now I lost a hand with nothing to come of it. Oh well. So then what exactly are you wanting to discuss my master? What are your terms for me?" The master part he said in a slight sarcastic tone but beyond the pained sound in his voice he spoke in a serious tone.
Notes:: RPC = Brentamine [West], Olin {Chakra Surge:: 78,200 / Current Chakra:: 71,300} ---------------- Current Outfit = Expressed. (Olin) ---------------- Last Post = Hidden Grass (Pp. , P. ) ---------------- Words = -- Total Word Count = 993 Anywhere Words = 0 Free Techniques = 0 (counts prior posts only) ---------------- Village Training List:: --
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 10:39 pm
"It's quite simple really... I've decided that the most use you could make, is by being an ally of mine. Of course I cant trust you just yet.. So I decided I'll do an.. Eye for an Eye, sort of thing. In your socket is my original eye. Implanted with a bit of plant-based ingenuity. I know, I know. I clearly don't appear to be a doctor.. Well to be frank, I'm not one. But don't you worry.. I've known a few doctors in my time. One of which was pretty damn good at screwing around with a human anatomy. Even that of a West clan member, such as yourself. The electrolytes that make your body function completely should be picking up right about now." Cytisus pauses momentarily in his words. His golden right eye appearing to flicker for a moment as he closes it and it reopens to reveal something that could only be determined as an odd and twisted combination of the doujutsu of the Ryuugan Eye, Crystal Gaze, and Aoiyumi Eye all swung together like a mixing pot. The colors squirming for a moment as a golden hue overtook the normal colors in the eye before it settled in place the way it was. An approving reaction would come across his twin colored features as the gaze wavered momentarily once again. His hand shifting the pulled up sleeve so it fell back down over his hand. "There. Your sight might take a little getting used to.. But you'll have a few handy things you, as well as I, can do with it. Starting with the fact that you can remove it, and shatter it in your fingers. Normally for me it will grow back in a day though.. But yours is imperfect, without me around it may take two even three for the implanted seed to regrow an eye.." He says with a chuckle, taking a single step back as thorns slowly grew out of the roots holding his prisoner down, the thorns growing more sharp by the second as the roots uprooted slightly and slide the thorns across the wire before each of them slid back beneath the surface of the ground. The wire snapping a moment later to allow the slack needed for the pinned wolf to rise back to it's four legs. Or two; should the individual decide to return to what Cytisus believed to be the original form. Don't tell him about the fun little side thing, with the whole. 'Exploding wooden spikes in his head' concept! Yeah yeah, I know better then to scare the stupid mutt. Besides you had an organization or something once didn't you? I think it's about time we had some recruiting done and get something similar started.. Don't you? Cytisus shook his head for a second, almost as if to clear his mind of the thoughts between the two persona in to which were crashing back and forth within.
"Oh yes.. That diseases, whatever it was, I didn't notice it. I'm sure it wasn't something for plants right? Would have taken a little while to start infecting my cell walls and causing any sort of, real, damage. He said rather abruptly, almost as a after thought as the large jaws of his maw closed slightly around his head revealing the single eye he possessed peering from the darkness within. That black skin with the golden eye peering through once again. It was as simple as a blink, and his Ultimate Doujutsu had been canceled. The act of turning such an ability off wasn't even glamorized. In fact the closing of his maw may have even worked as a way to distract an onlooker from his doujutsu activating or deactivating in this case. Raising either hand up in front of him, he allowed his sleeves to fall backwards as multiple odd pods grew out from hi very hands. Each pod different in size and yet appearing to almost grow from nothingness. In fact one was even the size of a body! Albeit perhaps a little crushed. "You mentioned body part collecting before, and your pathetic whining of a missing arm reminded me. I have a few parts hanging around you can have if you like. I ate most of the morsels but there's almost a few pieces that get misplaced when I get to chompin'. Take them, and these useless bags I found on the corpses too.. They were heavy like something was in them, but when I tried to empty them out, they were completely empty already.. I've seen something similar before, but my mind isn't what it used to be." He says with a chuckle, the pods opening up with an odd ooze following what appeared to be an arm, a partially crushed body, a leg, and four odd sacks that all fell to the ground at his feet. Cytisus nudged the body with his foot, frowning slightly. "That one had a nice taste, but when I ate it I had to spit it back up. Seems like some a*****e decided to stick rocks in the meal. Those aren't that great for digestion, really." Cytisus turned casually as the pods cracks and dried on his arms, falling from them and seeming to turn to something similar to dust as they fell away. Without the contents the pods were nothing more then useless dead life. His sleeves falling back over his hand as he began to peer at the fortified prey that was hiding in a wave of their own hair. Insects were swarming the entire thing, the ones that had been assaulting Olly before had changed their target when the fight was done to attempt to insert themselves into the barrier as well. "Do I just crack this useless crap open like a nut? Or is there a trick to this or something.." He says as he stood there with his back partially towards the wolf now. He wanted to finish his meals and get on his way. He'd explain more in a couple of moments, may as well let this kid get what was going on into their skull before he added any sort of orders or ideas as to what the boy was expected to do in exchange for their life.
// All this is what went to the ground. Pretty sure that was all the stuff you asked for from before. xP - Shaneko Warabe [Dattoumaru]'s right arm - Yanu Smith [Kailash]'s Body (crunched-ish) - Sawa Hiki [Gilman]'s left leg - The Sack ( Doke [Doku] ) - The Sack ( Shaneko Warabe [Dattoumaru] ) - The Sack ( Aero Smith [Aoimaru] ) - The Sack ( Cupit & Ren'ai Seiteki [Eros] ) //
| Awesome. That's fine for now cause I don't remember what all I needed back after the massacre o mah peeps. If there was something else then Olly'll just have to find a way to earn them later. -nods- If he dies and you eat the body then he can still be recreated using the same skill list, just not the same body, right? If not then he's still alive but I'll post for him later since he's not really conscious. |
Olly wasn't particularly fond of having the eye of a living being in his socket, but it matter very little. His life was now in the hands of the man pulling his strings. He feels his pupils enlarge and shrink over and over his eyeballs rolling in unison, and his eyelids shutting and opening repeatedly as his body adjusts to this new addition. As he does he reflects on their response to his failed attempt at a last resort action. He can't help but to moan out a chuckle and smile weakly. It was a pointless effort. Maybe instead of relying on his persuasive skills alone he should have worked on his fighting ability a little more. But then what kind of a scientist would he be splitting his time between training and work? Nothing would have changed because he would not have changed anything. "I'd be even more pathetic... if I didn't try. I wagered... you'd have to have some human in you despite your looks... but I was wrong..." He takes a moment to breathe and soon takes advantage of the wires no longer binding him to sit into a seating position, his single hand drifting to rest on the ground as he would connect his wrist to it with a 'pop'.
His other wrist would just rest on the ground, not really anything he could do at the moment to deal with that. He wouldn't transform back right away. He still needed to get control over his mind and to honestly remember how to get his darn body to work the way he wanted it to. He looks the best he can with his eyes that had yet to adjust and match in vision at the spoils him decided not to die gave. This was honestly more than he figured he'd get given he didn't have a need to give Olly anything. It only reminded him that he was the mule and he was getting a treat because the master felt generous. He would laugh at his situation but this time a smile nor a sound would escape him. Some little bags, a leg, an arm, and whatever that clump of mass was. A large piece of chewing gum perhaps? No, he could tell what everything was. The positioning on the thumb showed the arm to be the right arm. The angle of the foot and position of the big toe revealed the leg to be left, and there were a few signs that the mass was a slightly chewed up body. "I'll have to figure out how to retrieve the contents of these sacks. I remember having something like that... Was this some sort of fad?"
As he would shift his gaze to the structure that seemed to pose as a defense for the other guy, Olly has a thought. "He hasn't showed any real use... but I'd think he could prove beneficial... to you." Olly pauses to breathe as his body begins transforming back from his wolf form to his human one. That form looked pretty wrecked. He had blood everywhere along with sweat. His face was a little pale even for him and his eyes looked dark around the outside of them. The only reason he thought to speak for that person now was because he realized something. He realized this after thinking about how this being had been eating the corpses of people. The best dishes take time. Olly wanted limbs from that person and he could really just have them killed and then him wait to see if he would be granted a part or two. But Olly hadn't even seen the potential of such a gain. He wanted to know how much more special the reward would be after it has time to mature. At the very least that person could be used as a dummy for Olly if he ever needed him. You know, for placing the blame on and stuff. But it was a wonder if the guy was even still alive.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 11:53 pm
CLICK. CLICK .
"OH KIDS GO STAND IN FRONT OF THAT WE ARE GOING TO TAKE A PICTURE."
CLICK CLICK CLICK
The Camera flashed with each time he pressed his finger of the camera. He only stuck his tongue out. He never had a chance to enjoy his children as much.. not any more. TO busy. His family was falling apart because of it. Joker was taking a lot of pictures with his family. He only smiled as he watched the kids play. They wanted to kill the rebels. But first he had business to attend.
"ALRIGHT KIDS GO PLAY!!!! DADDY WILL BE BACK!"
He had arrived to the Village of Grass. He remembered learning about one of the more powerful kage's that lived here. He often times wanted to reach out to other ninjas, but he often times never figured away on how to do so. However, with the Mist and Leaf Rebels rebelling against him. He figured now would be the best time to start reaching out to the other villages. The mist and leaf were so quick to run back to the weak leaders back in office. However, he paid no mind to this. He continued to look at the land of grass.
"clowns would look good here..and here.."
Joker continued to stroll through the village. Most of the time he would have been able to take down the resistance. But hearing that there was going to be an ambush.. He decided it would be best to go in with a platoon rather then just himself. After all who ambushed people. It was so weak and pathetic. He only started to whistle. He stopped for a moment. As he started to laugh.
"The grass is greener on the other side.."
He continued to laugh as he started to cry. He couldn't believe how funny that was. That could have been hidden grass motto. More ninjas would flock here if they said something like that. However, in the midst of all his laughing. He found himself lost and confused. He only scratched his head.
"Damn were am I.."
He only decided to keep walking. Maybe he heard voices... or maybe he didn't. He wasn't to sure... Was he just hearing his own voices. It was all one big blur to him. Still laughing at the grass being greener and what not. But the grass was really green on this side. It was lush and beautiful. He only took his shoes off and let his feet go through the grass. Small little yume bags started to fall out of his feet and he laughed.
"Hmm. I'll give him one chance to prove himself worth something.. If he doesn't reveal himself as something worth keeping alive, feel free to kill him and take whatever limb you may find necessary.. But I want the remains. He'll make a tasty treat." Cytisus says as he raises his left hand, forming a single hand seal that would be nothing more then the sign for release. The insects swarming around the hair based shell would vanish almost immediately into a simultaneous series of puffs of smoke filling the entire area, but just as quickly moving away and dissipating into the air itself. Cytisus slowly turned to fully face the injured male he had claimed as an ally, albeit by force. His golden eye looking the male over, as the bandage like covering that he had formed over his new eye slowly began to flake and fall away. It hadn't taken long for his body to get used to the replacement, and soon he was looking at the boy with both eyes once again. The one on his left side holding an odd red tinge ontop of the golden glow of a Zetsu's eye. "There's some fun looking times, full of bodies, in the future.. In fact! I do believe part of the cause of the war to come has arrived here looking for someone.." Cytisus says as he turns his head, looking off towards the location of the village itself as a small grin formed upon his lips. It was funny the power of his doujutsu, glancing into every part of time all at once, and allowing him to see things to come for himself or someone else had he chosen. "I've got a proposition for you. There's a shinobi known as Vade.. I believe he's in Hidden Leaf, or will be there soon.. You're job will be to head off and retrieve this individual.. Inform him that there are Shinobi in Hidden Mist that have had a cause in destruction of Hidden Leaf, and claim that village as their own now. They plan to do the same to Hidden Mist.. His appearance is necessary to the war that will come forth in Hidden Mist.." Cytisus says as he pauses momentarily, allowing the male in front of him to take everything in that he had said so far.
When he figured enough time had passed, he would continue with the remainder of what he needed to say. "Saying that alone should get him to want to go.. He will need to report to the Saanin known as Joker, who with whoever that man brings with him, will assist in the destruction of these perpetrators. Once you're done with that, come back here and figure a way to pull that kid out of the big hair ball.. Keep an eye on him, I'll be around to give you a limb or two if you can do all this.." Cytisus says as he slowly tilts his head back, almost as if he was making sure he had remembered everything he had needed to say up until that point. Turning with a slight whisk of his cloak like coat, Cytisus began walking forwards towards the village that was a small distance away from them. "Between when you get that kid from their defense, and I see you again. You can do as you like.. But if that kid becomes useless.. Kill them, take what limbs you wish and leave the remainder of the body on your person, so I may feast upon it. You'll be rewarded when I see you again should you succeed in these orders." He says as he slowly began to sink into the ground, merging with the ground itself through the use of the Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention Technique. "My name is Cytisus Zetsu.. For now your name isn't needed, I'll learn it next time we speak.. Do as I've instructed you. I am off to meet what will soon be an acquaintance of mine." He says with a chuckle, the wonders of his ultimate Doujutsu. A simple couple minute glance with such a power allowed him to figure out so much of what he may need to know. As Cytisus sank fully into the ground in order to head off to where he was now needed, he casually listened to any final words that the body needed to spill out during his departure. None of them would get a response, he was simply polite in hearing what the boy may need to say.
It was almost perfect timing, a plant like form would begin to rise up not more then five feet from where Joker had decided to seat himself. The closed fly trap maw rising from the ground up until where his shoulders would be, before the entire maw slowly began to open itself as an odd liquid almost like that of saliva slowly dripped from the teeth of the maw itself. "You're seated just outside of Hidden Grass Village. That part should be fairly obvious, you chose to come here after all... What are you looking for, exactly..? Because to be frank, It didn't end well for the last tourists that wandered their way into Hidden Grass." Cytisus says with a chuckle, his golden gaze gleaming out of the shadows of the partially opened fly trap appendage as he spoke. The darker half and lighter half alternating openly during the conversation, only noticeable by the darker halve's more gruff and sinister tone which outweighed the tone of the lighter half considerably. Cytisus had a fair idea as to what this male had appeared here for, although as a shinobi he assumed it would be safer to keep himself from openly displaying all of his hand to what could be an enemy or an ally at any point during this conversation. He would not even fully reveal his form, keeping himself within the confines of the Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention technique, in order to ensure a quick get away in case things possibly went sour.
Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 1:51 am
CLICK. CLICK . Joker took a picture of the strange little flower thing. The grass could hear him. How odd. The grass could talk. Even odder. However, this could save him the trip. He only sat down on the grass in front of the flower and he looked at the plant, and he was confused. He didn't know who Frank was, but he was impressed with him none the less.
"Frank killed a bunch of tourist? Well I don't think I want to be Frank. But I can be Joker instead? I mean I am not good with improv to 90s for me. "
Joker said with a great big grin. He only showed all forty two of his pearly white teeth. He then started to chuckle and he got deadly serious. His smile turned into a large frown and he pointed to his face.
"Usually Just usually I am in more of joke mood. Say something about the grass being greener and all that stuff. But I am dealing with a war. Unfortuantly I cannot win a war by myself. I am trying to find the...hold on.."
Joker reached inside of his breast pocket and pulled out multiple items; a whoopie cushion, a joy buzzard, a used condom, and finally a sheet of paper balled up with a name written on it. He read the name slowly.
"I am looking for Master Cytisus Zetsu, Kage of The Grass. I figure you must be him. Well I figure that we kill a few hundred people. I do some medical operations on you sewing on some of those lovely body parts that they have.. Cause from what I understand you Zetsus like to eat people. Not that I am judging...There will be at least 5 ninjas of some blood line there to eat... Some with some weapons that I may or may not have designed to kill people."
Joker layed back in the grass and looked at the sky. His frown let up as it turned into a melancholy smile.
"The weak must be taught a lesson. I think we can be the ones to do it. I don't want anything but their immediate death.. Destruction.. pain..and their suffering. So what do you say?"
Joker said with a smile. As he sat and looked up at the flower that was drooling. It was kind of cute in a man eating plant human sort of way. He was waiting for it to say feed me Seymor. But he figured it was to early for a joke like that. Joker only pointed to his chest and he gave a smile.
Olly watches this man as he informs him of what to do with the one at the center of the fur ball. Olly couldn't but think that if it weren't for him then that guy wouldn't have stood a chance even with that little barrier trick of his. As a matter of fact, there really was no other think he could think. The boy struggles to stand but eventually does. He was still a ways from one hundred percent but he was coherent and regained mobility. He needed to give a message to this Vade person. With the promise of limbs it wasn't a stretch for the West to assume this wasn't just a casual task. He nods a few times to show he has heard the orders and then turns to the directions he thought the docks would be in. He only glances at the hair structure a moment before moving forward. If they proved of no use then he would gladly kill them and take their limbs. He had little other choice since he wanted to get those limbs badly. He just hoped it wouldn't come to that and they would prove useful; if only for a while. He would go and seek out Vade and then crack open the hair shell. By then, if they weren't dead in there, he would have regained control of himself and his sight would be fully functional. For now one eye was blurry and the other sharp, but it was gradually tapering off with the passing moments.
Not wasting anymore time, Olly would proceed to the docks in order to perform the task that Cytisus has set for him. As he would leave the hair ball would slowly begin to unravel and reveal the Death Swallower in their human form. With a jerking movement of the hair he would replace the cloak that allowed him to transforms. This would heal his wounds and sustain him until Olly would return. Lokken had been conscious on and off for most of the talk regarding him. Since he couldn't move, he was as much as dead. So he'd play along for now. But eventually, once he was better, he'd start trying to find a way to defeat that man... Cytisus. No matter how long it took. Little did he realized just how impossibly lost that effort would be.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 1:16 pm
Cytisus chuckled casually, the joke wasn't the best one. But it was rather suiting in aspect to what he had spoken. He listened as the male revealed himself as Joker, although it wasn't in a direct way Cytisus had caught on that that was his true name. Or at least the one he went by to anyone he has meet or who has seen him. Cytisus' maw slowly opened to it's full opening as he would listen to the remainder of what the male had to say, noting the attempt at a frown that came over the clown's permanently grinning face. "Well you've certainly found the right person.. Although I cannot say I've claimed the reign of Kage this yet, I suppose I'm at least the stand in should things get too political. No need to worry about medical operations, I'll just eat the corpses in save the use of a team to clean things up after the fight. Plus it'll give a nice boost of energy so I can keep fighting further then these.. Weaklings you wish to teach a lesson to." Cytisus' eyes narrowed momentarily as he thought over what Joker had mentioned about weapons that they may possess. That was a curious statement, although not one he felt he needed to question into at this current moment. Perhaps he'll come back and ask into it later should the need arise. After all if this male before him had created them, he should know how to defeat them as well. "I'm unsure about the matching Uniforms, but I'm sure we can work something out about them.. Should I join this war, I will be doing it off the books. The village of Hidden Grass has no need to join into the wars of other villages. Count me in. When will this war begin, and where?" Cytisus says as he closes his eyes for a moment, reopening them to continue to gaze upon the male before him. His left eye was stinging still from the interesting operation he had undergone not that long ago. the slightly red tint on his golden eye making it look almost orange, as what seemed to be a small swirl of black shifted through it for no real reason. His body itself was adapting and adding in the disease based abilities that this Eye of the Virus possessed, filling him in on all it's dirty little secrets and advantages at a subconscious level to which only really bothered his inner demon at this point. A demon that did not enjoy the sanctuary that was already shared with two other voices, being disturbed any further then it was.
Personalized Summation: "I want to kill Someone. Will Someone please come to me?" Health: Perfect Mood: Sadistic [from inactivity]; Annoyed [from Mandy and the other Dante's, from The Source, from The Controller] Location: Hidden Grass:: Middle of some empty field. Availability: Unavailable except to Dylan. High risk of "To the Death" combat if interrupted. I only want to respond to him.
xxxxA young boy with white hair begins moving from the docks carrying what looks to be a large scythe. As a matter of fact that was the weapon that Mandy that had just been in Hidden Mist would have been using. At least, to anyone who had seen her before her unfortunate run in with misfortune. The male would stand at the docks a moment before heading farther inland. He would walk in such a way as to seem to have some sense of purpose there but would end up stopping in the middle of a field nearly barren. There was grass around but it was mowed down leaving designs to show that someone may have harvested something from there. Was this possibly a corn field? He really didn't care. He drops the weapon to the ground and mutters something inaudible. He would then fall to his knees and begin tearing up the grass. He would stare down at the ground a moment before looking to a clump of dirt and grass in his head. The mud would wobble and shift until it began to resemble human flesh and the grass hair. Beneath him he would find the screaming face of a boy with part of his hair and scalp messily torn from the side of his head.
xxxxAs the boy screams and hollers the clump is tossed aside while the other hand of the white haired male finds their head. They tug and then snatch hard and soon pull free another clump. Crimson blood would run over the ground as more hair would be pulled. A wet plopping noise would fill his ears along with the gut wrenching wail of the boy as bloody globs of flesh fall into the liquid. The sticky, slick substance would run over everything turning even the sky a grim red. But when the one violently attacking the boy would release a high pitched bellow everything would turn back. There would be no boy and no blood. There would only be ripped up grass and clumps of dirt along with the streaks of earth turning the white areas of their shirt brown. They would drop the grass and dirt to run their hands through their hair. They could feel their scalp. They could remember the boy. They wanted to cause someone real agony. They wanted to feel someone cause them agony. Mandy was fine enough but she was merely just a doll created by The Controller. Unlike this being who was only a part of a large triangle fused together to make a sphere. This form wasn't like the other Dante's.
xxxxIt was able to be independent of the whole if it truly desired. And it did desire it. It split to kill Mandy only to be reabsorbed back into the sphere form. This time he managed to be the outer layer rather than The Core. He could cause whatever he did to really happened. And he wanted to be the one to fight in Mist to destroy it. He wanted to be the one to splash in the blood of the wounded. And he wanted to be the one to force the last breath of a combatant. He wanted this now. He would begin to charge his body to full body, unleashing any latches on his power that he could without setting free the restraints that bound the other forms deep inside. "I've been locked away for so long! I want to be who I a, what I am! I want to be the one! I want total Damnation!" He would wait and find someone, anyone, to be able to fight to do just that. He'd been locked away so long that he truly desired to feel the pleasure of life by bringing about someone's ultimate death.
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