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 Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 1:24 pm
 ♣ ♠ ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ♠ ♣ ...We the Children of God...--- Flooded StreetsAs a result of the Great Ash War, many of the streets in the Human World have become flooded with high waters from the oceans. The waters are so deep that many trees are underwater. From the water has grown green plants onto buildings and other objects left behind. The waters run threw many streets and threw many buildings. Many different sea hollows have been known to swim here, as well as regular Human World animals (whales, sharks, etc.). The waters can be used any time a mission is given to travel through here. --- ♣ ♠ ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ♠ ♣ ...Will Yell Thy Name...
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:47 pm
Taking a slight push forward he began to descend from the heavens and leap from the remnant rooftops scanning quickly and swiftly as his body vanished and reappeared. A cigarette attached to his lips as smoke trailed every second his body reappeared. Amon finally came to a full stop and stood in the center of the street. Placing the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger he took a strong hit from the stick before removing it from his mouth and exhaling. ”Sections four, eight, and sixteen are clear so far, and no signs of disturbance.” he muttered to himself as he kept his mental log. ’This is stupid, the Thirteenth Division is supposed to be the ones that come down and do these checks. The Sixth Division doesn’t get involved with human world stuff unless there is a criminal on the loose. Sometimes I don’t think the Head Captain is as wise as she makes people believe’
Amon was lost in his own thoughts as he stood there and continued to smoke. Amon's feet stood on the surface of the water leaving small ripples as he casually walked around.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:04 pm
    ☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t Arturo sat perched on a building, the last bit of a black shark fin in his mouth. It wasn't a burnt human world shark, no, twas a hollow beast. Those things, the living sharks, were nice from time to time, but they're souls were mostly flavorless. They did not have as much taste as the human soul, and when they did was far and few between. The water predators were always so limited, but alas such was the nature of animals. And speaking of animals...
Arturo finished up on his hollow prey, one of many that prowled the waters in search for the Human souls that dwelt beneath the waves, crunching on the last bit of tail fin noisily as a Shinigami stepped into view. The ultimate animals. Actually, that would likely be an insult. Not all animals killed for no reason, just Humans and Shinigami. If Arturo were to bet, he'd bet that he would soon be a target for the blood thirsty blade the people in black carried. It disgusted him. Still, he could not just haphazardly engage someone like this. No, he had to keep his home land a secret, presuming the snooping dogs didn't already know about it. His home of Ash and Dust, the land of Hueco Mundo. So instead, he swallowed the fin and narrowed his amber eyes on the man standing out over the water. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:43 pm
☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t "Don't speak to me in such a manner you black furred dog." Arturo spat. Taken the wrong way, someone would think Arturo just racially insulted the man. However, "black furred dog" was more of a reference to the fact that Shinigami wear black robes rather than Amon's ethnicity and the dog part, well in his mind the Shinigami were nothing more than game dogs sent out to hunt on the weak. "Actually, reconsider that." Arturo countered himself. "Even if you were to adopt a more polite terms the words would still be poison and false. As for who saw who, I do believe we felt each other did we not? And still neither changed our course or fled." He finished with a cold tone, tilting his chin up as if in a very subtle demonstration of the hierarchy in the current situation. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:03 am
☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t The man just proved Arturo's point, at least to this one self-important Arrancar. "And why should I do so when you don't do the same? As far as I am concerned, you should introduce yourself first as the aggressor." He retorted. Arturo may have been prideful and rather haughty, but he wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to go down there on an insulted whim just to get a closer look at a man. That would be a fool's errand. And as far as Arturo could tell, both by the kill and the fact the man only recently entered the particular area that Arturo was feasting in, he had in fact been here longer. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:17 am
Removing the cigarette once more to flick the ashes from the tip and exhale Amon sighed as a small vein appeared on the side of his head. ’This guy is really starting to annoy me’ ”Fine, but if we’re going to be so formal about it, do you mind if I call you big dumbass. Moron, and if we’re so damn intent on introductions than I’ll give you what you ask for” Amon calmly said as he began to walk forward as he removed the cigarette from his mouth and allowed the smoke to trail from his fingers as it continued to burn like an incent. ”I am the Captain of the Sixth Division, member of the Ishtar temple, first son of Rashid Ishtar. Captain Amon Ishtar.”
After he finished his introduction Amon stopped walking and placed his left hand on his hip before putting the cigarette back into his mouth.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:25 am
☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t "Quiet yourself dog." Arturo barked again. "I am Arturo Plateado. You need to know nothing more than that and that is what you shall get from my introductions." The proud Arrancar decided to reciprocate his foe a bit in return though, coming down off the building and stepping closer to him across the distance of water that separated the two. He would not just go about shouting off prideful nonsense about a family or rank. That was an idiot's calling, men who hid behind titles. It was not to be mentioned before a fight, only during or after. Cursed be the men who rely on fancy names to win them their battles. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:38 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:46 am
☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t Of course the Shinigami would attack first. And now Arturo was immediately the villain. As the sphere's moved at him. he didn't find himself worried. They were simple, small missiles, not something large and hard to dodge, just quick and annoying. Arturo's body leaned left before he stepped into the down fall, side stepping the more imminent of the projectiles, the last one whizzing by and messing up his hair. He compensated for that miscalculation by outright dodging the next one entirely, over doing it a bit as he slid several feet more to the left. "Oho, you wish to dance? Fine then, I shall treat your wishes Amon Ishkar" Arturo sneered, leaning forward before taking off, bringing his hand up from his waist and striking forward with what should have been an empty handed attack. Instead, his index and middle finger were extended outwards with a short black blade of compressed reishi emitting from his finger tips as he threw the first actual melee attack of the fight. Never mind the annoying tactics of long range fighting, Arturo would move this to much more personal quarters. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:06 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:14 am
☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t The man dodged. He, like Arturo, seemed to be light on his feet. When he fired off more of the annoying little balls, Arturo just did what he would normally do. Since the move was so close, dodging would be infinitely harder and cutting the flimsy little balls in two would be much faster, easier, but less efficient. Still, rather take minimal damage than moderate. Turning, the blade extended into the length of a more full on sword as he began to swing, dancing lightly on his feet through the kido hail, the balls exploding as he sent the blade cleanly through the weak reiryoku orbs, coating his skin in minor scruffs but otherwise nothing major. Glaring at his foe, the blade shrunk and Arturo bolted forward, hands in his pockets as he slid the rest of the way, skidding across the water as he aimed a powerful kick directly at Amon's midsection. "Well then Ishtar, quit running like a scared mutt!" The arrancar snapped, his foot bearing down on its target with alarming speed. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:32 am
From the last words of the cold voice a spark of electricity came from the Captain’s right foot but it was generated throughout his whole body. Suddenly the electric current rapidly ran through the water from his body and throughout the web and the water towards the Arrancar, if the Arrancar could manage to escape from this strategically placed trap Amon’s second plan would be forced into action, but the simple way the man or better said creature ran into the trap only proved the difference between the Shinigami and the Hollows.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 2:13 am
☩Arturo Plateado☩
is not amused by your s**t A netting? Just like Arturo thought, dogs for the hunter. Cowards and dogs and liars, every last one. Still, the electric shock that went through Arturo wasn't some light jolt but more of a taser racing around his body. Even so, the thought that this Shinigami could suggest peace talks made his blood boil, only helped further by the electric shock that seemed to do little for his tongue. "Lying cur! Do not act so mighty when you sit there orchestrated like puppets!" At this point, Arturo was mostly taunting his foe, trying to get him to snap. Dispelling the blade of reishi, he aimed a hand and began firing Bala's rapidly, one after the other in the Captain's direction. These weren't aimed at him, but rather the netting which would cut off the electric flow. Once the power source was gone either by disconnecting the net or by forcing the Captain to move, a mere Kido net would be child's play for one of the Espada Rank. ✏OOC: OOC
✏Technique: Technique
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