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 Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 10:31 pm
Da'at. No one can say when or how the tree was built. The only solid fact is that is exists. While Las Noches lies at the center, this expansive home of the Arrancar lies at the furthest reaches of Hueco Mundo. It has large and small rooms, personal areas for each of the arrancar who managed to survive the purge some hundred years ago.
Since that horrible time, there were only a few adjuches who managed to live. The rare ones who did were gathered by Ein Sof: a Vasto Lorde who could manipulate spirit particles has he saw fit. Hiding himself, he waited until the time was right, and forced the evolution of those worthy adjuches and gillian, guiding their consumption until they developed into their ideal forms.
As quickly as he came, he left, leaving his followers in the ruins of Las Noches.
The strongest of them, Ori Shikoku De Nō, after some decades, grew tired of the boredom, and set out at random, or so he thought, the collective in tow.
When they came across Da'at, the surprise gave way to intrigue. Not only had the massive bone tree been hollowed out per each individual's liking, but their names had been inscribed at the base in accordance with their new organization: The Sephira.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 11:06 pm
One of a kind they say ▼ they've never seen before ▼ Investigate the aberration ▼ disorder in the core
There is no way out
Ori was sitting at his desk typing somethings into his computer. His room was huge, convenient for him, and his constant curiosity, of this tree name Da'at, has been growing immensely as the days went by. He was typing up possible reasons on how this came to be, how it had rooms big enough for them, and even had things within the said rooms that benefited them. It was more strange then confusing to Ori. He found this entire tree, being as large as it is, to be as old as Hueco may be. How it was never found until now was strange to him as well. Who ever found this place, before Asuna, or even made this place was incredibly powerful and had some sense of travel as he made his was to the out skirts of Hueco Mundo.
Stopping for a second in his typing splurge, Ori switched to a different screen as a low beep ensued. The screen pulled up a radar of sorts and two other screens that held other information such as the number of actual hollow that the radar picks up as well as any other type of being in the area. His radar began to pick a few hundred Hollow converging onto one spot. The radar seemed to want to pick up another source, a shinigami one, but it must have been quite faint. This was only countered by the amount of hollow there. Letting out a sigh into the air, Ori leaned backwards. "To go or not to go, that truly is the question. It is a potential test specimen that I could have free of any labor on my part. Perhaps there is a god worth praising if he so happily places an object like that, there, just for me to find. There is nothing better to do to keep myself occupied at the moment. Asuna could probably care less about what I do any way." Sitting up, Ori checked the radar again, taking some coordinates down in his mind, before he stood, turned off his screen and moved over to a drawer near his bed.
Ori opened it and took from it, a glove with a round half orb on the back of it. He placed it on his right hand and made for his door, of which the door way was enveloped by roots. It irritated him to no end that they were there, and he watched them carefully in case they decided to start to move again; He did not want to have to rewire his entire room. Ori pushed open the door and looked down the center of the tree to the bottom. He leaped off the edge, his robes billowing behind him, and just before he touched ground was gone within time just short the speed of light.
|Exit to Desert of Hueco Mundo| My name is Ori Shikoku De Nou ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will Your pain is music to my ears:Forever, it is I.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 11:08 pm
One of a kind they say ▼ they've never seen before ▼ Investigate the aberration ▼ disorder in the core
There is no way out
Ori returned to his room a few hours later as he had walked back with the small hollow 'pet' of his that he had carrying both he and Tomomi. The hollow was forced to climb the entire tree to his room as well, and was allowed to stop at the door frame and place his face on the ground. Ori stepped down the Hollow and proceeded into his room, grumbling under his breath at the length of time it took to get here. Ori called for the Hollow to come in a few seconds later, in which Ori had procured a metallic autopsy table. The Hollow lifted Tomomi onto the table for Ori and sat patiently awaiting anything further to do. "Now now, let us go ahead and let you out, yes?" Ori led the Hollow out to the area just outside his door. He grabbed the Hollow by the neck and tossed him off into the middle area that ran to the bottom of the tree. For an added measure, as he was still not mollified with how long it took to get here, he pointed a finger at the Hollow and destroyed him, scoffing before entering his room again.
"Now that ignorance has been removed from my air, what shall we do with you, oh body of mine." Ori strolled over to the autopsy table and looked at the boys body. He removed the Haori and examined the number on it, pegging him to be the Sou-Taichou or, at least now, the previous Sou-Taichou. He nodded his head left to right, "Tsk. Tsk. Shinigami. they are probably still trying to find you, if only somewhat. Hahaha." Ori placed the Haori into a near by incinerator, which precariously made its self apparent through the floor. Ori moved over to the wall near his computer and clicked a button, and a hose came down from the ceiling. He removed the robes from Tomomi and began to wash his body off, as it was now filthy. After a good rinse, Ori turned and went back to his computer, typing a command in quickly and moved back to the body. In a distant part of his room a large tube was erected and filled with a liquid, which was about to change.
"Off to the containment tube for you Shinigami. I have a need for you." Ori wheeled of Tomomi, clean and in his bear essentials, over to the tube. There was a small pad next to the tube, off which he punched in a few things before it drained and opened. He lifted Tomomi up into the tube, which sent out cords to hold him, and also inject themselves into his body, before it closed and filled again. It had a soft green glow to it and Ori returned to his computer. He began typing, "So I can finally start my wonderful Hybrid project. I have one brilliant mind, one captain level Shinigami, one of the most powerful captains at that, and now I need one extremely powerful Arrancar. It seems that leaves me or Zenos, but I do believe Zenos would be against it. He seems content with his power. So, along came a scientist, I suppose." Ori grit his teeth as he became more irritated as he thought about the risk of having to use himself. It was a necessary risk, at the moment, and he hoped everything would go well.
Ori began to rap his fingers against his desk and bit his lip, staring at the tube containing Tomomi, and cursed under his breath. If everything was not perfect, then this could end in nothing but a failure and most likely at the expense of Ori's mental state. He would become a mindless ape, in his book. And so he sat to contemplate the ordeal of what he had planned. My name is Ori Shikoku De Nou ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will Your pain is music to my ears:Forever, it is I.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 11:09 pm
One of a kind they say ▼ they've never seen before ▼ Investigate the aberration ▼ disorder in the core
1,703
There is no way out
Ori, now having contemplated for well over an hour, his abyssal eyes moving to look in multiple directions unnoticed whilst doing so, let out a long sigh as he 'slammed' his hands into the desk. "So obviously, a hybrid situation is completely ridiculous to ponder on as well as being completely risky. In order to hybridize, the two subjects must be similar..." Ori looked over his shoulder towards Tomomi and squinted, taking a breath with it. Turning back to the computer screen, Ori began typing at a blinding speed. The multitude of 'taks' that came from the keys sounded much like a toy machine gun. Many windows popped up on the screen, mainly the command screen that was simply a black box that allowed for command codes to be entered. Ori used this screen to use the built in scanner within the Stasis tube Tomomi was in. Throwing in the command for it, as well as an activation key, the scanner hummed to a start.
In the back of the stasis tube, along the wall, a thin light strip that began to slowly circle the tube, moving in a 360 around Tomomi, started up. It was at the base of the tube and began to pick up some speed. Before long the strip was spinning so fast that the liquid within the tube began to slightly whirlpool, as well it appearing to simply be a permanent strip in the tube. As soon as it reached the peak speed, it began to move upwards. It scanned everything from his toes to his last floating hair as well as his reiatsu signature and resonance. Had his zanpakutou been within it as well, it would run the specs for it, though it had been previously removed and placed in a small cylinder container to the right of the tube.
Soon after the spinning came to a stop at the top of the containment tube the results of the scan began to pop up upon the computer screen. It read things like: Reishi mass: Captaincy, Reishi type: Elemental: Water/Ice, Reishi Wavelength: 400hz. More information flooded the screen, such a body condition and any abnormalities with his being, though the ones dealing his Reishi was what Ori paid the most attention to. Running is finger along the desk, Ori bit his lip as he figured how he would keep his reiatsu at Tomomi's wavelength, which was at this moment in time well below his natural 600hz, while completely non-responsive in a slight induced coma. He searched some files within his computer to see if he had ever created a feature for the system to consciously let out a reishi frequency at all. He spotted one folder that had the beginning of such a project, but nothing more than a few rough ideas over it.
Frowning in displeasure, Ori mentally stored the file and deleted it, standing from his seat, and moved to a part of his room, near the tanks, and picked up a few pieces of scrap and began to melt them down in a nearby pre-heated 10,000 Kelvin oven. He poured them into a mold and began to make a 4in x 4in circuit board that would be programmed to allow Ori's body to only let out 400hz while still in a coma. After an hour of slaving over the circuit board Ori moved to his CPU, a huge room full of large towers, about 6 feet tall, that ran his labs. He moved to one in particular and installed the chip easily and returned to his desk. "Now that all of that s**t is done, I can move on to the actual Hybridization process. Command process AI4-NLFHST4. Planned for Stasis tubes 4 and 6, result within tube 5. Use Chip 748 as coma guide. Once the frequencies are the same, begin the resonator. Once they begin to combine upstart the backup generator to add more energy and speed the fuse. Once result form has been created, moved to Tube five for a period of 5 hours before injecting the Adrenaline. We will find out what has become of it at that time. If subject has become rabid and does not execute code: F417S4F3, lock down the room, back up all data to the CPU room, then incinerate the entire room."
Ori took a soft breath after a monologue of his commands and moved to his bed. He stripped himself to nothing but his skin and neatly left his clothes in a folded pile on the edge of his bed. Softly walking towards Stasis tube 4, a soft taping noise coming with every step, Ori yawned and stretched his body. His body became covered in prickled skin when he stepped within the tube, as it was cold to the touch. Reaching out to type a few begin commands before leaning back, Ori was soon being stabbed with a few needles as the tube closed and began to fill. His eyes rested upon the bed that was some 20 feet away from him, before his body shut down and his eyes closed.
The computer system took over from that point forward. On the screen of the computer, one would see the monitor reading the frequency coming from both bodies. Tomomi's was a good range between 395-405hz and Ori's was dropping from 600 down to the same range so as to resonate with Tomomi. As Ori's frequency hit 405hz, a small arc of electricity would form from Ori's tube to Tomomi's. As it reached the ample range, multiple arcs would begin to form and jump back and forth. Before long, there were as many as 5 at a time of different sizes moving between the two bodies. After a few minutes of their frequencies resonating, something denoted on the computer screen as two waves beginning to flow directly in line with each other, each body began to become separated spirit particles, making each body look like a fuzzy, bright blue mass that seemed to be vibrating softly. As this occurred the computer showed an image of two orbswith lightning between the two as the two bodies began to merge with the peak resonance. The picture on the screen explained what was happening as the souls began to stream to into each other, in tube 5. At first, tube 5 would seem like a storm of the blue particles, but as 20 minutes went by the entire body was formed, if only a rough model made of blue particles. As the resonance was complete, the body’s particles began to settle and create the image of a slender young man with two abnormalities. On his right side, there was a small wing that formed at his forehead and ran back, as well as a wing joint just at the right of his spine, that wrapped to the left. His skin was fair, and just a bit darker than Ori's original skin, now having a light tan to it. Though the body was formed, Ori's eyes were still a bright blue and glowing, right through his eyelids, while the particles of both bodies began to merge and become used to each other, allowing for any competent usage.
After the 5 hour rest period, Ori's eyes had died down and become the complete black that they use to be, though one could only find out after he was removed. The tube drained the one of the numerous needles within his body shot in a medium to high dose of adrenaline. His heart began to pump and his eyes began to lift slowly. Light flood his eyes with a painful glare and he was dropped to the ground as the needles removed themselves simultaneously. He made no effort to catch himself and simply fell, like a doll, to the floor. His legs were sprawl out and his arms laid out to the sides, up towards his head. His face was blank as it stared along the ground as if lost. Truth be told, his brain hadn't kicked in any functions as of yet. After a minute or two of laying there, his body twitched before a sudden breath was taken, and Ori lifted his body upwards with his arms, panting for breath. He was slouched on the floor, knees together and his hands resting on his thighs. He took deep and heavy breaths before looking around and suddenly bursting out in laughter, which, unintentionally, caused his reiatsu to flare out. Few things had changed about him, other than his memories and appearance. His hair was still the deep black, but now, just below the wing, and parts of the wing's base, were a blondish color. Ori's eyes were still completely black, but were now punctuated by a bright blue pupil.
Lifting himself to a standing position Ori found his Zanpakutou, or rather glove, and slipped it on, releasing to his own release and reformed his clothes to that of a slender armor leaving the right arm with nothing, as his glove was about to become over turned to something better. He placed the armor on, after disbanding his release, and his glove turned from black leather with a large orb on the back, to a full arm silver gauntlet, the silver being what would materialize to a weapon, and a black cloth. It matched his already built in left arm, and would serve nicely.
Clenching his fist Ori looked to his computer, "F417S4F3." The computer bummed and everything went as planned. While Ori was making some final checkups on everything, he found that there was a Zanpakutou within his stasis tube. Something he did not notice, as did his computer, which made him quite flummoxed, but nonetheless grabbed the thing and looked upon it. It had a tsuba that looked like a spiraling galaxy. His eye brow lifted and he placed the blade onto his back, then grabbed the blade of Tomomi, now lost of its powers, and placed it on his back as well. He was well equipped now, and quite happy with the results. Ori moved to his computer and typed,” Project Merge: Status: Complete”. He then sat down and took a quick nap before deciding to do something else.
My name is Ori Shikoku De Nou ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will The ideas never leave:Science is my Law.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 9:21 pm
364  ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Malchut Sephira - Being of Lowliness
Αναζοωγόνηση: δεύτερο βήμα
[Resurrección: Segunda Etapa] A Garganta ripped open within one of the dimly-lit hallways of the Da'at and Zenos gripped onto the edges of it and pulled himself from the whirling, torrential tunnel of energy. Zenos Athanasius gingerly landed on the tiled floor, his left foot meeting his right as the Garganta zipped shut behind him and faded out of sight. The arrancar looked ragged and tired, but the strangest thing out of all the changes in his body was that he looked at least sixteen years old and was now 4'10" as opposed to his former 5'2". He wasn't aware that he looked younger at the moment, nor did he know that he was smaller, the only changes he was aware of was that his nails were longer and had a metallic lustre, and that his canines were longer just the same. The fact that his eyes were now golden and that he had a symbol stretched across his upper back was unknown to him along with his changes in age, height and weight.
The only thing he really knew was that he had somehow regained his thirst for blood, and it was for this reason that his feet had brought him to Ori's room. Without even knocking, Zenos touched the door, reduced it to stone, and broke it with a simple push, causing the stone to fall to the floor in a great noise that apparently didn't wake Ori who was currently napping. With his ears throbbing, the bloodthirsty Arrancar approached Ori without a single noise, this being courtesy of his strange ability to erase all sound coming from him. For a few moments, Zenos stood over Ori who was radiating more power than normal, and not only that, he reeked of Shinigami. His whole body shuddered, and his heart rate quickened. As the organ thumped in chest, Zenos eyed his superior as if deciding on his next course of action. His decision was made more apparent by the fact that he quickly flicked out his hand to embed his nail into Ori's left shoulder. His intent was to draw a small amount of blood. To taste, he had assured himself. Just to taste. Nothing more.
[Bah... too short. Oh well.] ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 11:45 am
The trash washes up to shore ▼ even in this landlocked place ▼ The s**t gets thicker ▼ Its toxic
406
Get it out of my face
Ori was quietly minding his business, witnessing the images of his many thoughts behind his eyelids as he slept. His mind was alert to everything around him, but the fact that Zenos had a power to mute himself from the world, even Ori had not noticed anything but the door vanishing. He figured it was nothing as he felt nothing enter his room at all. Ori shifted in his chair to get comfortable as Zenos approached, scratching his head where the wing was. He had still yet to get accustomed to having it there.
When Zenos' finger stabbed through Ori's shoulder, his face grimaced and his eyes slowly flicked open. His right hand lifted to the area and bat away his hand before his eyes focused on Zenos' face. Ori's blue pupils could be seen to flick to one direction and fly back onto Zenos's face as a slight scowl formed and his left hand flew forward to meet Zenos' throat. He shoved forward and stood from his seat, easily lifting the now 4'10" Zenos into the air and having about 2 feet below his feet. "What the hell is this? Who are you!?" Ori's eyes narrowed as he looked upon Zenos. Many of his features had changed. He was younger, and he had noticed his nails were longer and he had a sheen. The look in his eyes was bloodthirsty, much unlike his regular red eyes. His teeth had grown as well. This was all strange to Ori. The man held before him was different, but the smell of his reishi was completely the same. "Zenos? Why this is quite the oddity, is it not?"
Flicking his wrist, Ori threw Zenos towards the other side of his room, over his bed and to the other wall, though it was like a toss so it wouldn't harm him, only, at most, make him hit the wall and roll a little. Ori slowly strolled over towards where he threw the Malchut and tilted his head. Now that he was awake and a bit more alert, he noticed that Zenos' power had increased greatly, even though it was not outwardly shown. "Stand and speak Zenos. Are you so crazed as to not have the ability to think straight?" Ori looked down towards him, though it was not to be degrading as Ori was 6 feet and 8 inches of man, and looked down at most everything and everybody.
My name is Ori Shikoku De Nō ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will The ideas never leave:Science is my Law.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 1:13 pm
383 ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Malchut Sephira - Being of Lowliness
Αναζοωγόνηση: δεύτερο βήμα
[Resurrección: Segunda Etapa] Having been picked up and tossed away like a rag doll, something that was not an uncommon occurrence for the pint-sized Arrancar, Zenos quickly slowed his descent by gathering Reishi underneath his feet in a manner similar to thrusters on spacecraft, but on a much, much smaller level. The effect was only that Zenos' heels touched the opposite wall and he stopped dead in the air, four or five feet up and tilted forward at a 73° angle in relation to the floor, so that his body was neither perpendicular to the ground, nor parallel to it. His bare chest heaved with the defeated sigh he released due to the fact that his prey had awoken far too soon.
With a degree of hesitation, Zenos brought brought his nail to his mouth where he cleaned Ori's blood off with his tongue. He had been right after all; there was indeed Shinigami blood within it. Had he been more for conversation, or for that matter, one to be bothered by such things, he might have asked what the reason for this was. However, given his distant personality, he did no such thing and instead merely scratched the surface of his desire for blood with the tiny amount he had just obtained. His gaze slowly traveled up past his hairline so that he could Ori in the eyes, casting him the blank stare he gave everything. His knuckle moved to his mouth and he bit down on it, drawing blood the second his sharp canine touched his skin. A rivulet of blood slid out of his wound, down the length of his finger, across his palm where it then pooled into a large droplet at his wrist, and then dripped down, tainting the floor with his DNA.
Zenos stood silently for a few moments, gnawing on his finger and audibly sucking at the blood that was leaking out before he replied to Ori's question in a tone that was barely above a whisper. "Blood..." He locked eyes with his superior, staring at him with a look of both hunger and confusion. Zenos was not sure as to why this was happening, but he did know what he wanted. "Αίμα..." He repeated in his native tongue, as though it were supposed to make a difference to Ori's comprehension....and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄Αίμα - Blood
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 2:09 pm
The trash washes up to shore ▼ even in this landlocked place ▼ The s**t gets thicker ▼ Its toxic
685
Get it out of my face
Ori narrowed his eyes as Zenos steadily came to a stop on the wall he was thrown towards and at an incredibly odd angle as well. He lifted his hands to his chest clapped once to congratulate Zenos on his feat, for his current state it was such, and then crossed his arms across his chest. Zenos cleaning off the blood on his smaller digit did not surprise Ori in the least, though the hesitation to do so, just before, was quite the anomaly. Ori was well aware that his past was of a Vampire, and that those very traits never left him, this being the reason the drinking of blood did nothing to raise his over all intrigue of the subject. The hesitation to drink the blood, however, was extremely strange. He knew vampires to attack at the sight of blood, it was like a trigger if they were not hungry. Zenos was different in that aspect, as he has shown on the battlefield, however now, in this blood-lusty state, Zenos has gone slightly primal.
Ori had deduced that his Midbrain, the emotion area, as well as the Frontal/Neo Cortex, the problem solving and thinking area, had shut off, only remaining slightly active. Zenos normally seemed to have a control over his vampiric 'needs', and in this case something has taken his mind and he is now running with that, thus the hesitation caused Ori to hypothesize that Zenos was either being parasitically controlled, or he was undergoing an odd transformation in his life. The spike in his power lead Ori to the latter, but he wanted to prove it. Looking upon the smaller man, Ori took note of the missing clothes on his abdominal region. To be honest, Ori found that he had actually yet to look upon Zenos' back at all, or his body for that matter. Him being a vampire, his internal workings may be completely different from others, and this is what turned everything around for Ori.
Sliding his right arm out of the crossing in front of his chest, Ori held it out to the right, his digits loosely hanging down. "Blood? That is all you want. Θα υπολογίσω αυτό που κάνει λάθος με σας μακριά προτού να σας δώσω μια τέτοια ανταμοιβή." Ori finished his sentence in Greek in the event that Zenos might only understand it, though he doubted it. Upon finishing, his arm's sleeve slid down his arm to his hand as if it were a liquid metal. As it hit his fingers, the, now, metallic substance drooped from each tip and spun into a twisted rope. It did this in a matter of seconds, and with 10 there was a full length rope in Ori's grip, struck silver with a few strands of steel. He then vanished with a soft dum and was behind Zenos, the rope hovering in mid air in front of Zenos and then around him, where Ori had both ends in his hands.
Ori's brow furrowed with the sight of the tattoo on his back. He had never seen such a thing at all. And it was not really ever mentioned by Zenos himself. Snapping back to reality, Ori quickly pushed his knee towards Zenos' Popliteal region in an attempt to cause him to buckle backwards, all the while moving his hands in a quick motion to grab and bind his arms. As they descended, Ori lifted his right knee into Zenos' lower back and onto his hands, of which Ori had moved them too. When they would land, Ori would have Zenos completely detained and held on the ground, unable to use his arms, and to keep his legs in place, he placed his left leg on Zenos' thighs to keep them down. Pushing into the ground Ori leaned into the curve of Zenos' cervical and whispered, "Είναι χρόνος να τρεχτούν μερικές δοκιμές επάνω σε σας!" Ori then grasped Zenos's arms at the cubical area and held him on the ground as he situated himself to lift him and move him to one of the stasis tubes for a scan.
Translations:Θα υπολογίσω αυτό που κάνει λάθος με σας μακριά προτού να σας δώσω μια τέτοια ανταμοιβή - I will figure out what is wrong with you far before I let you have such a reward
Είναι χρόνος να τρεχτούν μερικές δοκιμές επάνω σε σας - It is time to run a few tests on you!My name is Ori Shikoku De Nō ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will And so I stare on:Why yes, that is peculiar.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 6:40 pm
460 ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Malchut Sephira - Being of Lowliness
Αναζοωγόνηση: δεύτερο βήμα
[Resurrección: Segunda Etapa] As Ori apprehended Zenos for what he assumed was because he had tried to stab him, Zenos merely stared off into space and gave him no resistance. His hand fell from his mouth, though his tongue worked it's way over his lips and teeth to gather the excess blood that tainted their natural color. As he was not resisting, all of his muscles were relaxed, and because of this, he fell to the floor like a ragdoll when the back of his knee was pushed. Before this point, he had felt like his back was being scrutinized by Ori's glare, but he was neither curious about nor concerned with this feeling. as he was being lifted into some tube he was unaware of, Zenos promptly and consciously unwound the rope that surrounded his body by taking control of the metal he could feel that was inside it. After the rope had fallen off his body and he was inside the tube, Zenos' Reiatsu spiked and his abilities went haywire. A small place on the outer perimeter of the tube suddenly changed color and density as it was altered into stone. At first it seemed this was the only damage, but this proved to be false as the entire tube suddenly turned into stone, concealing Zenos inside. Any form of metal in the room would suddenly begin to shift in place or start to melt as if being exposed to extreme heat despite the stark absence of this force.
The floor at Ori's feet suddenly turned into a fine sand and tendrils sprouted up into the air in an attempt to snare the Sephira and pull him into the ground up to his neck if they were not dodged. An ethereal grey light encompassed the stasis tube, then suddenly shot into the ground. For a few seconds, nothing occurred, but then a rather wide Cero erupted from the ground near the door, shooting skyward and blowing a hole in the ceiling as it took a column of sand up into the air with it's force. As if that weren't enough, steel wire rope suddenly materialized, first formed as individual strands that were created from the sand, then morphed and twisted into the thick steel cables that shot all over the room, skewering anything in their paths and creating a maze-like effect. Due to the hundreds of long, thick cables stretching in every direction all over the room, one could not even move a foot without touching one of them. During all of this, despite having his arm turned to stone and having his left leg and right lung pierced by a cable, Zenos lay in the tube in total silence as though he had no idea any of this was occurring. ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 1:30 am
The trash washes up to shore ▼ even in this landlocked place ▼ The s**t gets thicker ▼ Its toxic
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Get it out of my face
He is not fighting back in anyway. Its almost like he is a puppet. To his own power? Perhaps. Maybe this is... Ori thought to himself as he went through the steps necessary to get Zenos into one of tubes. The moment Zenos was able to manipulate the tubes that were to detain him, Ori sighed heavily. "This I should have seen coming, but with no resistance, I could not fathom him using his head in such a way." Ori's eyes narrowed on Zenos when his Reiatsu spiked and part of the tube's metal area turned to stone. Tch. Ori sunk into his feet, and when the entire tube turned to stone, he pushed backwards, almost gliding across the floor.
Around the time when Ori would slide to a stop, the rooms metal began to melt or waver in their positions, giving it that type of effect. "What in the world...This has to be Se-" Before Ori could finish his sentence, the floor beneath him turned to stone and tendrils of the fine Quartz flew up to pull him down and entrap him. He had other plans, and quickly threw his right arm up in the air above him. His glove pulsed quickly before surging upward and spiraling outward, creating a rapid and dense 'veil' around him that Ori manipulated to move and deflect away from the tendrils. After landing a few feet away, the sudden explosion by the door caused Ori to instinctively throw up his right arm, forming a Pseudo-shield of metal in front of him. This protect him from the shrapnel that came from the explosion, but its distance was his over all savior.
His head whipping towards Zenos, Ori pushed off the sandy ground, leaving a small indention where his foot was, and rushed towards Zenos. This too, however, was cut short, as a rush of steel ropes flew to pierce through the objects in the room. Ori shoved his hand in front of him, whilst running, and jumped as the glove on his hand gushed forward and created an orb of thick metal around his body. It hovered in midair and caused the movement of the ropes to simply run into and then get redirected away from the orb. Much like if one were to stab into an orb and have it skid along the surface and slide to a different angle. Once the 'pinging' from the multiple ropes ended, Ori dropped to the ground as the orb melted away.
"This much power and no control, Zenos? This can only mean that this power is new, something you've never experienced...Segunda Etapa. I will bring you back to normal and go from there, do not make this more time consuming than it already has." Ori closed his eyes and reopened them as his Reiatsu flared out and then deadlined before flaring out with the appearance of a grayish skin and four wings behind him. His abdominopelvic area was now bare as well. His eyes had become pure white with the new appearance, and he lifted his right hand forwards. "Vom începe acum." He flicked his right arm down to the ground, and off to his right, and a massive change within the room occurred. The entire maze of steel 'spears' along with the container that was stone around Zenos would suddenly become water, still holding their shape however. Ori looked towards Zenos and his warped image behind the swashing watery barrier between them.
Tilting his head, Ori was gone from sight, with not one sound, and was now about a foot from the tube Zenos was in. The steel behind him fell to the sand, tainting its features with a darker damp surface. The watery tube that was in front of Ori turned to wood and the glass that would contain him fell to the ground as water, causing the bottom wood to be darker. Ori covered Zenos' eyes with a wooden visor that came from onside of his head to the other, going over his eyes, so he could not use any of his Ocular techniques. "Deci, să-l capăt..." Ori lifted his right arm up and behind him, a concentration of Reishi forming around his hand. The damage about to be done could be undone by Ori afterwards, so he felt it safe to execute such a dire action. Shoving his hand forward, Ori shot out a condensed Reishi beam that would cut through the wood and attempt to pierce Zenos' Hakusui canceling his Segunda Etapa and rendering him powerless. "Acum, să ne afla dacă totul a mers bine." Ori, awaited a response from the Malchut, not feeling any sort of remorse for having to injure him.
Translations:Vom începe acum. - We will now begin.
Deci, să-l capăt. - So it end.
Acum, să ne afla dacă totul a mers bine. - Now, let us know if everything went well.My name is Ori Shikoku De Nō ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will And so it breaks:Your will is naught.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 8:23 pm
487 ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Malchut Sephira - Being of Lowliness
Αναζοωγόνηση: δεύτερο βήμα
[Resurrección: Segunda Etapa] Zenos was quick to guard against the assault to his Hakusui by putting his Titanium Skin at this area. The silver metal simply spanned up from his waist line in a two-inch wide strip, up to the area that was to be hit, stopping the beam with ease. The strip receded nearly as quickly as it had arrived, leaving his torso bare once again. The steel cables that ran through his leg and lung suddenly melted away, but the areas of both cables that had actually been inside him were converted into iron whiskers and sealed up the wounds that had been created.
The visor around his eyes was suddenly turned to stone via his Evil Eye of Petrification. Apparently Ori thought that such a thing would stop it from working. After it turned to stone, it was reduced to sand as Zenos escaped from the tube by stepping up and back, rocketing himself towards the other end of the room, the cables melting if they came in contact with him, only to be replaced by new ones seconds later after he had passed. Zenos landed against the wall as he had done so before, now staring at Ori through blank eyes as he moved his right hand to his left shoulder. Zenos dug his nails into his shoulder and then ripped off the stone arm, pulling it clean out of socket and tossing it to the ground where it fell apart into ashes. Iron whiskers already began to form, forming an outer shell of his left arm within a few seconds, then proceeding to fill in the void. Once it was done in under a few minutes, Zenos' left arm would be a dull grey color as it was completely iron.
Lifting his right hand, he extended his pointer and middle fingers, then fired a beam of light all over the entire room which quickly turned everything in the room into stone. The stone was reduced to a fine sand, then absorbed into the ground until it was only Zenos and Ori standing in an empty room surrounded on all sides by the bone tree with sand beneath their feet. In a rapid manner, several dozen flat rectangular prisms of sand lifted up from the ground, then were turned into rock quartz. Zenos then produced a large amount of Galium, and attached it to these prisms, creating makeshift mirrors that suddenly caused Zenos' image to fill the room. The end result was the house of mirrors often found at a carnival. An impressive display of his abilities, but nonetheless nothing more than a stall. However, at this point, Zenos wasn't thinking on a conscious level, but was instead being controlled by his own abilities's desire to be used. It was almost as though they were sentient.
...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 7:15 pm
The trash washes up to shore ▼ even in this landlocked place ▼ The s**t gets thicker ▼ Its toxic
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Get it out of my face
Ori slid slightly to the side when Zenos shot forth from the tube. His escape was something Ori had not wanted, but it was expected, Zenos was not going to be easily kept down. What had blocked his attack towards Zenos' Hakusui? Ori figured it had something to do with his metal-powered aspects, and left it at that. As Zenos passed by him, Ori's eyes followed diligently and widened at the sight of him ripping of his arm. Nanda...? As it began to regenerate with iron 'whiskers', Ori found the reason why he had done so.
Ori lifted his left arm upwards, palm facing Zenos, just as the process was complete and, when the beam of light was sent out, Ori noted two things. The beam was clearly reflect-able and though it was reflected, it still effected the area and continued on. Whether this was plausible for all surfaces or if this show was only because Zenos had used it, was unclear at this point, but Ori would only use a metallic surface to the likeness of a mirror. Ori's eyes narrowed with the appearance of large prisms, and when they were turned to pseudo-mirrors, and he laid eyes upon Zenos, Ori was set to end this. Not to kill, but to end.
Lifting his right arm lazily to the sky, eight small quarter-sized orbs came to be. Each suddenly lit with the sound of a match and were a bright and light blue flaming acetylene/oxygen flame that burned at 3,500 degrees Celsius. After 'lighting' each flew in to Ori's arm before it began to become an ethereal shape of an arm, and seemed to be engulfed in the flames that were produced. The flames base was around his hand, and it traveled upwards to his shoulder before it flicked out and up like a torch.
A smirk cracked open on Ori's face as he bent at his knee's and pushed into the ground before using his Pesquisa to locate Zenos' actual location and shooting forward. His body whistled forward as his arm superheated the air around him and as he approached the prisms, it would look as though they melted as he changed the substance to a liquid metal and pushed it out to make room for his body, essentially forming a pseudo-tunnel through all the prisms he had to pass through. As he emerged closer to Zenos his arm cocked back and shot forward, while he was still moving forward, adding to the force, and aimed to pierce straight through Zenos' right hypochondriac area, just to the right of the heart, and just above the right lung, so it was just below Zenos' right shoulder. Being that his arm was over 3000 degrees Celsius, it cutting through anything was not a problem. As he entered Zenos' shoulder area, Ori lifted his left hand up and formed a 4 inch, in width, strip of polished and x100 pressed aluminum around Zenos' head. This would reflect his petrification eye, and after the strip a bubble of water would wrap around his mouth, to block the gaseous form of the beam, leaving on his nose so he would not suffocate.
Ori hoped that the shock of the immense heat, through Zenos' body, would kick him back to his original state. This may have been wishful thinking, but the natural reaction of a body would be to send the said person into a mini-coma to rest and regenerate its cell count as well as repair itself.
Translations: My name is Ori Shikoku De Nō ▲ one you will not understand ▲ I am one you will fear ▲ and one who will break your will And so it breaks:Your will is naught.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:48 pm
180  ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Malchut Sephira - Being of Lowliness
Just before initial impact, a large patch of silver spanned across his chest to deaden the force Ori was going to deliver. Zenos thought he would be protected, but it turned out to work a bit differently for the Malchut Sephira that day. Feeling a hand pierce his torso, Zenos' eye slowly opened wide in shock as he turned his gaze to his injury. His hands immediately went to Ori's arm out of pure reflex, and were pulled away just as quickly. It was so hot. Gasping out for breath, Zenos could feel himself slipping out of focus and in his last ditch effort as the visor and bubble appeared on his person, he summoned a large iron pillar that was behind Ori, but off to the side. It erupted from the ground, grazed Ori's arm, and slammed into Zenos, knocking him away from Ori's grasp and outside into the desert of Hueco Mundo where he would fall into the cool sand and exit from his Segunda Etapa, slowly healing himself as he rested in the sands of the desert.
[Yeah, not my best work, but I'm ridiculously tired...] ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:32 pm
323  ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Malchut Sephira - Being of Lowliness
After the Garganta ripped across the blank expanse of space that occupied Zenos quarters, the male Sephira stepped out and onto the floor. It was about a foot drop from where he had been standing on the platform within the Garganta, so he landed with a soft tap and enough force to loosen his rather weak hold on the female in his arms. He was relatively tired and rightly so seeing as he had regenerated his entire body, then fought Hibiki and Koudo off before expending stamina and Reiryoku on carrying Sakuya away, opening a Garganta and stabilizing the platform within. The portal shut itself as he hit the floor, and stumbling forward, he more or less dropped Sakuya onto his bed which was not all that soft unfortunately for her. He had no need for luxuries; he was not that kind of person.
Landing on his knees, with his elbows and forearms lying across his bed and Sakuya on top of them, he breathed deeply and then exhaled. Sweat had reformed along his body, most of which was now unclothed; his full body regeneration worked on his DNA, not his clothing, so he was naked up until he had burst out of his Segunda Etapa body like it was a cocoon, and that had afforded him what could only be described as a loin cloth. Of course, this less-than-useful article of clothing now decided to slip off his body and reveal him to her as he stood up and pulled his arms from under her. The least of his worries, really. His breathing was still labored, and as he looked down at her, he allowed his exhaustion to take over and made no effort to stop himself from falling on to the bed, half on her, half off. "Sorry about that..." As he moved his hand to her stomach, he mumbled his apologies to her before drifting off to a well-deserved sleep. ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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