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 Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 7:21 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke" 
"Laugh Longer"
Zeke stood there watching the two pairs of Students fight; his job said nothing about protecting these weaker Kishin, only the lead one; truthfully if anything happened to the students while they where fighting these weaker Kishin; he would simply port them back to death City before the Kishin would land a killing blow; just as with the leader Kishin.
Zeke however was essentially invisible He had one portal Floating in front of him; and the other end was directly behind him, making a portal sandwich. If anyone looked at where Zeke was; they would simply be looking into the portal and out the other one. Making it appear as though nothing was there. "Awww, cmon mate.... i reckon i told you to stay there" Zeke said quietly to himself with a sigh
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:08 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will caught a glance of Seven leveling the underling-kishin and let out a jubilant,
"WOOO-HOO!!!"
as she hacked through another one.
sniff
Will looked like she was about to pass out again just as a kishin jumped at and over her. Then she swung her body around, flung her arms around it and bit into it's monstrosity of a head. It flailed around, a bit taken aback at actually being bitten and giving Will a wide shot at it's gut. Which she propmptly hacked into.
She put Cypress in her teeth, grabbed the nearly-finished kishin and lobbed it into the one charging her. The two slammed into each other, knocking the one charging back. Will savagely hacked it's head to a bloody mess and finally lept onto the float, figuring that was the best place to search for the 'boss'. That was their real target after all. Slaughtering these underlings would prove pointless if 'she' wasn't taken down.
She focused on her soul perception ability, sniffing the air for it like a hound.
And that was the great thing about Will having sense of smell as her perception ability. When she was drunk, she'd have a hard time seeing souls- hell she'd have a hard time seeing her hand! Sensing them would do her no good, she couldn't 'sense' something if it was a knife in her back!
But even drunk, things still smelled the same. Sometimes they actually smelled stronger!
This was one of those times.
And something STANK!!!
A Badass Irish Dude .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 6:15 pm
Cypress's wavelength shook at the brutality of Will's fighting style, but held tough, being smart enough to realize that chickening out was NOT an option under these circumstances.
Her reflection in the ax head did twitch a bit when she was held between Will's teeth. Smelled like a freaking liquor store exploded...Somewhere within one of the mammoth floats, the Kishin screeched again. All the underlings responded by pausing their assaults to flail in a couple synchronized dance moves. A minor reenactment of "Thriller" later, the mooks all screamed in unison and took to the tallest float.
Despite most of its reason having been devoured by greed and insanity, the leader had realized the power of the Shibusen students and was pulling back its forces. It had given away its position, up at the top of a pyramid-shaped, glitter-laden float, but had also constructed a living barricade of wannabe kishin-eggs.
The monsters all danced around the ridges of the pyramid, screaming and flailing their arms. If anyone had managed to stumble upon the scene, they'd assume it to be an elaborate act for the festival. However, most normal humans were in the process of running away screaming, or bleeding to death. The chaos of themselves were providing a barricade around the battle ground. "Will!" Cypress cried at the Kishins' sudden change in game plan. The bystanders were clearing out quite rapidly now, and the adrenaline was rushing to her head... er, ax head...
Cypress grit her own teeth and strained her own wavelength. They needed to break through and up that wall of Kishin. "AAAGH!" The tomahawk pulsed and grew. With a flash, Cypress was now the size of a battle axe, and the pipe along its handle was spewing embers as well as smoke. The reflection smirked wildly. This was just her effort. Who knew how much bigger she'd get if Will helped. Ah well, maybe with more training. First things, first.
"We've gotta Kishin to take down!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 6:39 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady She knew for sure where the Kishin was now. She'd picked up the scent and underlings were dancing around the pyramid in order to protect the boss. ...Biiit of a give-away!
The scene of a bunch of monsters dancing around seemed very familiar somehow...
But that train of thought was interrupted when Cypress transformed.
There was a brief moment of awe as Will's drunken mind took in the newly-transformed axe she held. The wavelength she smelled sent a burst of adrenaline through her. Will's grin widened and she gripped her partner with two hands and let her own wavelength flood recklessly into the weapon.
HOLY FECKIN s**t!!!
Cypress was huge! Bigger than Will herself! But to Will, she seemed pretty easy to hold. Her hands were positioned wide, so that when held straight, her elbows formed a perfect right angle.
"HELL YEA!!! NOOW T'IS IS WHA' A'M TALKIN BOOT BABY!!!"
Will charged and furiously started hacking her way through the little kishin. Destroying both them and the float.
She didn't quite have full controll, not being used to this and with a still-intoxicated mind. But at least she was putting that to good use.
A Badass Irish Dude .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 12:41 pm
  ________
Seven and Rydel went on their merry way, hacking past minion after minion with little effort while Rydel—despite spinning—attempted to use his soul perception to find the Kishin. He was actually quite a bit better at it then Seven. Perhaps because he wasn’t as much of a spaz.
Seven suddenly stopped.
“OOOH.” She squealed. She stopped the ring’s spinning by hooking it around her arm and smiled widely as the formation of minions surrounded them. Seven minions. Seven minions standing in the form of…a seven!
“LOVELY! Look, Rydel! Seven of them in the shape of a seven! Delightful! Unimagina—“
She was cut off as one of the creatures reached over and punched her square in the face with unbelievable force. Enough force to send the little girl careening backwards into the main part of the float. She slammed into it, producing a crushing ‘smash’ sound that echoed through the scene. There was a deep dent at the point of impact, which was easily visible when Seven slid down the float and landed in a crumpled heap on the ground, completely motionless her, limbs jutting out at awkward angles.
Seven!
Came Rydel’s voice from the ringblade—which was now lying beside Seven, having fallen off her arm when she’d collapsed. But whether she heard it was up for debate. She seemed rather disoriented now, and even when she propped herself up she seemed rather shaky. She attempted to get her bearings, reaching out weakly for the ringblade as the new ground of minions closed in…
But then she stopped. A very sudden stop. Her eyes widened, and her expression changed from ‘disoriented’ to ‘horrified’. Now, most people would think that this was because she’d just taken a hit and was now about to be attacked while she was off guard…
…but in reality, it was because she’d just realized that six more minions had joined the seven that had originally been attacking her. There were now thirteen of them.
Thirteen. The unluckiest of numbers.
She stood up slowly, suddenly lucid. Suddenly terrifying. Seven stood there, slightly hunched over, the ringblade in one hand. Her eyes narrowed. Reflected in them was pure, unadulterated hatred.
“D-Dis...grace…” She muttered.
“Un…unfor…give…a…ble.”
She moved the ringblade, holding it in one hand above her head before tossing it up into the air and catching it again so that it faces sideways, the spikes facing out at the attackers. Adjusting it slightly, she started it spinning again, but faster. Faster than it had been spinning before. That ‘buzz’ sound that came when it got to this speed got even louder.
Seven’s expression was positively terrifying.
“DISGRACEFUL! DISGUSTING! UNFORGIVABLE! SICK! EVIL! SCUM, SCUM, SCUM! HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU EXIST IN MY PRESCENSE YOU HIDEOUSLY HORRIBLE UNLUCKY SONS OF BITCHES! YOU BILE! YOU FILTH! YOU HORRID SPAWN OF BLACK CATS AND LADDARS AND SATAN! UNWORTHY! UNWORTHY DISGUSTING SICK, DEFORMED, UGLY WICKED b*****d CHILDREN OF LOSERS! YOU MAKE ME SICK TO LOOK AT YOU! YOU MAKE ME WANT TO VOMIT, AND YET YOUR DISGUSTING PRESCENSE IS ACTUALLY SO DISGUSTING THAT THE POTENTIAL VOMIT STOPS IN MY THROAT AND REFUSES TO EXIT INTO YOUR ATMOSPHERE. MY EYES BURN WITH EACH PASSING SECOND IN WHICH I AM FORCED TO ENDURE YOUR TWISTED VISAGE. WITH EACH FUTILE BREATH YOU BREATHE AN INSULT TO MY AND MY SWEET, DARLING, PRECIOUS, HONERABLE MOTHER! THIS OFFENCE IS PRIME! DISGRACEFUL! UNFORGIVABLE ON ALL ACCOUNTS!"
She flattened the ring, the deadly spikes inches from the attackers.
“TODAY IS YOUR TRIAL! TODAY I AM YOUR JURY, I AM YOUR JUDGE! TODAY, YOUR FATE IS SEALED!”
She wound up.
“TODAY, YOUR LUCK HAS RUN OUT!”
She glared, that malice behind her eyes even more prominent.
“TODAY, YOU DIE BY MY ROULEEEEEEETTE!”
Seven tossed Rydel at the group of minions. The blade reacted like a boomerang. The amazing high speed propelled the metal ring through the air as it flew into creature after creature, never losing momentum. It cut through effortlessly, slicing some minions in two and cutting the heads off of others, all so fast that half of them likely didn’t even realize they were dead until a few second after. It operated like a wheel. A flying wheel. A big, scary, flying wheel. Once it was finished with the initial group, it flew back to Seven’s hands, and she drove at the last remaining minion with it. The spikes cut into its chest, literally grinding the spinal cord.
“DIE! DIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEE! DIIIIIIIEEEEE! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!” She shrieked.
A moment passed.
The dust subsided.
Seven straightened up, her expression grim.
“May luck have no mercy on your pitiful souls.”
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 7:45 am
The float tore in half with the force of Will's blow. Meanwhile, kishin mooks were flying left and right (sometimes both at once) from Seven's fortune-based rampage.
The float crumpled like it'd been made of paper-mache. The edges of the slice sizzled and burned from Cypress's wavelength and the lead Kishin flew from the fallen top into the next building over.
"AIIIIIGGHHRRREEEE"
The beast had good recovery time and flew out of the fallen concrete with remarkable speed. Whatever underlings had survived the Harbringer of Luck, screeched in unison and flew at their boss. The group collided in an explosion of wavelength. The resulting creature...
...Oh my Death, that thing was sparkly.
The Kishin-egg had gone One-Winged Angel on the students, if a highly-stylized monstrosity could get any beastly, that is. It was similar in deisign, but now had several, extra, beefy legs and far more sequins and feathers. It was like the eggs hadn't even tried to fully combine and just settled for a pile of glitz. The creature screamed. It was bigger now; the size of a semi.
"RAAAWWWGHHHHH"
In a sweeping motion, the monster contorted itself and pulled a break-dance move; sweeping the crowd and the rest of the float away with a mighty kick, pummeling an adjacent building in the process.
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 3:35 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will wasn't able to notice much of Seven's rampage, seeing as she was on a bit of a rampage herself!
She grinned as she looked at the remnants of the float. "No' baad fer ar first taim!" she chuckled. She sent her adrenaline-crazed grin up at the Kishin-egg in it's new from. "Damn... A 'aven't seen annat'in' t'a ******** up since last taim Mori drugged me!" Will physically shuddred at the memory, but her drunken mind quickly disolved it away.
Will tried to jump out of the way of the monster's little dance move, but it caught her feet, sending her flipping foreward a few times then face-planting hard into the ground.
"AHRK-!" she cried out as her head slammed into pavement and dropped her grip on Cypress.
It took her a second, but she started pushing herself up. Blood was dripping from her forehead down her face. She groaned a bit, but then shook her head to shake off the pain.
"c'mon... a li'le pain nevvar hart annayin." she mumbled to herself.
She was starting to feel a bit groggy again, but then as she reached for Cypress, she accidentally snapped her broken finger back out of place. She gave a sharp cry, but quickly stiffled it. She didn't need to let the enemy know she was in pain. She wouldn't let it have that satisfaction!
Besides, it had just sent her another jolt to wake up her mind.
She picked Cypress up, picked herself up, and snapped her finger into place and stared down her target with a determined grin. Blood was still trickling out of the wound in her head a bit, but it was letting up.
"Soo, ye ready ta taake t'is t'ing doown partnar?"
She took up Cypress in her good hand, and sent her wavelength through her again.
A Badass Irish Dude .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 3:53 pm
"W-Watch it--!" Cypress shrieked a little too late as she and Will were flung across the street. Cypress shrunk in size at the impact and the stream of smoke sputtered in indignation.
Once she was picked up and given a chance to regain her bearings, Cypress slowly but surely pumped more of her wavelength into the bond. Her reflection was of a pout that could only be described as "miffed". It was kind of cute, and hilariously out of place with the situation.
Cypress grumbled something about scratches and "ugly bastards" and glared harder. The smoke was picking up again--her cue to Will to get a move on.
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:14 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will charged the Kishin, full-speed and took a powerful swing at it with her huge, smoke-spitting battle axe of a partner.
She let out a loud battle cry as she swung, not as monstrously as the Kishin, but just as gut-wrenching and almost as deafening.
"RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Will sent her wavelength bursting into Cypress. The feeling and scent of their souls resonating.... was FECKIN AWESOME!!!
Soul Resonance .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:21 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
With a sigh Zeke make a portal infront of Will as she charged at the Kishin and then swung, the portal was just mere inches infront of the Kishin itself; while the other was pointing at the front of the bar Will had been drinking at; if she charged through it her Axe would hit the front door of the bar.
As the portal appeared infront of her, will would see as though the Kishin vanished and what looked like a window would appear infront of her; the front door of the bar on the other side of the window.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:45 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady "HUH???" Will tried to stop herself, but tripped and face-planted once again into the ground, opening another head wound. She had landed with her upper half through the portal and her waist-down still where she'd entered.
She'd managed to keep hold of Cypress this time, but had slammed her into the ground just in front of her and obliterated the area she'd struck.
"Whuuh. Tuhffuc'. Wushha'?" she muttered into the dirt with a muffled voice.
Will turned her head up and saw the bar she'd previously been at. Then turned her head to look where her legs were and saw the place she'd just been.
Her jew dropped in shock as her head whipped back an forth between the two places. Then she jolted up and stumbled back through the portal where the Kishin should have been right in front of her.
"WHA' T'A HELL IS T'IS????"
Indeed- WHAT WAS THIS???
She looked around wildly, feeling a bit paranoied now. She was suspicious of everything!!!
Including............. that can!!!
.....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:48 pm
________
Seven stood frozen in her post-attack position for a the minutes that followed. She seemed almost like a statue, not even blinking until she finally sighed heavily and slouched over.
“Mmm…I feel better now.” She said contentedly.
The collapsing float, screaming citizens, and flying Kishin had just made themselves known to her. She blinked, annoyed by the whole situation.
“Ah well, back to work.”
She readied the blade again just in time to see Will being…teleported away? She thought she heard Rydel say something, and asked him to repeat it.
Those portals…Seven, that’s the same portal that transported you to me! Z-Zeke did that!
He said, clearly quite shocked.
He…he lied, he said he was going to fight the Kishin as well!
Pause.
Seven, make that bloody thing wish it were never born!
Wow. Encouragement to cut a b***h from Rydel. That was new. And a Brit swear too! She grinned, spinning the wheel on both wrists and jogging after the Kishin. Seven was little, but she was fast. She went in with the intend of sawing off the thing’s limbs with the edge of the blade, moving as quickly as she could manage. Rydel’s own annoyance was backing her up now. Goodness, her partner was quiet, but his tranquil fury did wonders for their attacking!
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 5:03 pm
"WHAAAAAT!?"
Cypress almost transformed from the shock of it all. How'd they end up back at the bar!? She hardly wanted to be in Brazil, much less this Death-forsaken place!
Of course, it looked different from last time--oh, yes. It was missing its whole front half. Cypress looked down to see her point of impact was surrounded by a giant crater. Looking up, she met the eyes of the startled patrons. Looking to the left, she saw the Kishin back over the horizon of crumbling buildings. "GET BACK IN THE PORTAL; GET BACK IN THE PORTAL!!" she screamed frantically, wavelength crackling. Looking behind her, she saw Will through a ring of orange, apparently back on the Kishin-ravaged street corner.
"TAKE ME TOO! TAKE ME TOO!!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 5:36 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady "EH? Oh!" Will quickly reached an arm throught rh portal and snatched her partner back out.
She gripped her battle axe two handed in a defensive position.
"Noow, lemme aask wha' t'were bot' t'inkin.... whai is t'ere a hoole in a baar where t'ere shoulda been a freakish beast?"
She walked up to it, and peered around it.
There was the Kishin.
There's the bar.
She looked back and forth between the two, taking a while longer to register in her intoxicated mind.
"Hmmm.... I's a poortal." she deduced.
No s**t Sherlock.
.....can ye point me to a pub?
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