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 Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 11:52 am
 Ａ ｍｏｎ ☥ Even the door to the Universe.. can be unlocked by my power.. ☥ Bakenkhonsu ll ll Arrancar ll The Pharaoh's ll Keys ll Of ll Life.. ll Main Theme Song: Host of the Seraphim ███♦███♦███♦███♦███♦███♦███♦███♦███♦███
It seemed he was going to just be at a stand off with this high powered being. A presence felt with Ariana being off to his side, and the other styled haired female to the other. The one smaller, being Ariana discussing whether to let himself play with the high power before them.'' ..... '' Without even moving or striking a battle pose, the composing of orange energy manifesting from under his cloak and then out of his white silk robes. Just as the bala two bala made their ways towards Castaeva, now of course she had already retaliated with that of her own. However, this did not stop Amon's aim and production. Immediately after the Sovereign would have dodged the two, and in the moments of the 4 balas collision a wave of orange would unleash itself towards Caelum. Carving the sandy skirts of land, and spread out to 20ft in width, with a distance of 40ft. Of course he was not trying at all, for it was only a trigger placement. With his guard held high, he waxed the area before him and towards the Sovereign.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 2:03 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCastaeva Sol Volknerᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴄᴇɴᴇ
ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇss ʀᴀᴛ ᴛᴀᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴄᴏɴғɪɴᴇᴅ
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ ᴜs
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴜs
ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴜs
ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴏᴜs After all that has passed, from the Clash between the Primera and the King, from the arrival of another, and now the unexpected emergence of the neutral party now participating --- Castaeva still stood her ground. Her face without a scratch nor a change in color. Her eyes were long on the Dark King. His incomplete gesture was his worth of prompting her to come forth. But she needed not do anything much. For now. She was just biding her time.
The quicklime of orange energy flaring in his direction gave her all that was needed to appear above him. Shooting three more balas of her own orange-yellow balas down not so far from another to close an immediate escape route.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 3:18 pm
Kuchiro Resuvius Mistalune Tercera Espada"You might think you're the almighty Sovereign King for now...████ ████████████████████████████████ ▌♛ ▌███████
⊀☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩⊁ Current Mood: Cautiously Unimpressed Kuchiro refused to bother entering this rather pointless fight. Clearly, Caelum was just trying to see their skills. Kuchiro was smarter than this. Why bother joining a fight, that had no relevance to him? Relaxing, Kuchiro stretched before finding a nice soft spot in the sand, as he watched the Espada fight one another, gaining neither training experience, nor any real benefit, other than a waist of spiritual pressure. He would not fight, unless Caelum commanded him to do so. And even then, his combat would be limited. He would definitely not be releasing, at the least. Kuchiro had no interest in letting them see or even get a chance at comprehending his powers. Leaning his head to the right, his eyes focused on combat happening. ⊀☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩☩⊁
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...But, the only sovereignty you will have is watching your kingdom burn."
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:55 am
 ＩＬＳＥ ☽ ＰＡＹＮＥ xᶠʳᵃᶜᶜᶤᵒᶰ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏᶤᶰᵍ˒ ᶠᵒʳᵐᵉʳ ᵃᵈʲᵘᶜʰᵃˢ x██████████████████████████████ xxxxᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ sᴇᴀᴍsᴛʀᴇss тħαиκ чøυ føя яeмıиıđиg мexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
σғ шнч ı'м Şi¢k iຖŞi໓ēxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxтнɒиʞ γoυ ʇoя тнɘ √εŋσɱ, αıα
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxчσυ тнıпκ ıт шσυʟɔ ραяαʟчzε﹖
тнeѕe ѕcαrѕ, ι ѕcrαтcн, ι тeαr
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαre тнere, υɴder мy ѕĸιɴ
ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵇᵉᵉᶰxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
тнαпκ чσυ ғσя яεмıпɔıпɢ мε
ᵗᵒ ⓢⓘⓝ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵃ ⓖⓡⓘⓝxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxx♦ ♦ ♦ ʰᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵈᵃʳᵉˢ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵍʳᵃˢᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰᵒʳᶰ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶜʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒˢᵉ
The vast expanse of white was for a moment punctuated by a slender figure in black. The figure seemed to flash, reappear and grow bigger by the second until a little more detail could be seen – it was a woman, garbed in a black hooded dress. Her youthful but pale face was framed by the blazing red hair spilling out from one side of the hood. The dress itself, though loose-fitting, seemed to hug her body at the right points, accentuating the woman’s shapely physique. When she was close enough Ilse stopped using her Soindo, choosing instead to walk to the group. The pressure in the area was thick and heavy, a testament to the raw power of the higher-ranked Espada in the King’s army. It could be sensed from afar, but here everything was concentrated, heightened to such an extent that it was weighing down on her. Yet the feeling itself wasn’t foreign to her. By now her body had slightly adapted to being in the presence of individuals with large amounts of spiritual power.
Her arms were crossed below her chest, and as she looked onward at the battle that ensued, Ilse’s icy blue eyes showed no emotion or concern for the man who called himself King. Ilse was confident in the man’s skills. If anything, she should be worried for the King’s assailants. From her immediate view she could see two locked in battle while one laid in the sand. ’… The Cero and the Segunda.’ She thought, pursing her lips as she took in the sight of battle. Ilse kept her distance, mostly as a safety precaution – she knew her limits, facing the elite Espada was not in her best interest nor was it conducive to her own well-being, so being caught in the cross-fire was less than ideal. From where she stood, the woman scanned the field, watching their every move closely. Both the Cero and the Segunda were fast in the execution of their skills, and with a brilliant display of color and energy the battle was obscured from her vision.
ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐʸ ʳᵒᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵇᵒᵈʸ˒ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ᵍʳᵒʷ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉᵐ˒ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶤˢ ᵉᵗᵉʳᶰᶤᵗʸ ♦ ♦ ♦xxxx
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Prince Caelum Tsukiyo Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 9:20 pm
Fast Forward Two Months...
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