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 Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 10:33 pm
 I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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A simple office, it has a chair, and a nice desk. Nothing special, and usually covered in dust, it has a very unappealing feel to it, except for a bright red button on the side of the wall, covered by a plastic casing. It plainly states "do not touch unless of boredom" What it does, it known onto to a select few.
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 11:09 pm
"Knock knock"
Nicholas gently nudged the door to the office open with his foot, as his hands were currently filled with a large white cloth. Tied around his neck was a familiar blue scarf, one that looked overly feminine and out of place on such a strange character.
Moving a hand away from the white cloth and raising the other to make sure none of it touched the floor, Nicholas adjusted the scarf before letting his fingers play around with his tie, just to show of its perfectness to the world. He was a sucker for good suits after all.
"Captain?"
He whistled, low and long.
"I'm Nicholas D. Tenukage...Vice Captain...you in sir?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 11:43 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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"Hey come on in, I am just drinking some scotch, you up for a glass?" Pulling out a small glass from under his desk, he quickly dropped in a few pieces of ice that he had already fished out from a mysterious place only he knew about. Filling it with liquid, he smiled as he placed it at the edge of his desk. "Drink up." He uttered, smiling towards his vice, he stood up to examine him. There was something there. "What is the name of your zanpakutou? And are you any good at doing paper work?"
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 12:07 am
"I'm not much of a drinker, but this is a cause for celebration..."
Nicholas shrugged, and picked up the glass. Throwing it back, he sculled the entire thing before smacking it back down onto the table with an almost deafening thud, blinking rapidly as he did so.
"Wooo"
That's some scotch.
"That tastes like crap." Nicholas smacked his lips. "Seriously, I don't get why people drink these alcoholic drinks all the time. Pointless, kills brain cells, lowers inhibitions, makes you lose control...why is the room purple."
Nicholas paused his tirade, raising his arms Adrian Monk style to study the room and letting the white cloth he was carrying fall to the floor.
"I'm now on the roof. Why am I on the roof Professor Fluffingtins?"
The cloth unraveled as it fell, revealing a white haori with the symbol for the 3rd Squad standing on its back proudly.
"I really do like what you've done with the place. These geese look simply smashing with their monocles. And the top hats are to die for"
He staggered, falling onto the floor where he began to giggle.
"You need more chaaairs" He whined in a sing-song voice, throwing his arms around in the air. Like he just don't care. "Having only one suuuuuuuucks"
Nicholas twirled a finger around his ear, winking at his captain before bursting out into laughter. Suddenly he stopped, adopting a more serious expression.
"Who are you. Yes I'm good with paper work, I've been handling the Captain's load and my load for the good part of a year now. My zanpakutou's name is Wu Ming...or maybe its Falconer...he's not really clear on it sometimes."
Nicholas rolled his eyes in an overly exaggerated way.
"Spirits. You can't live without them, but you can't live with them either. Unbelievaaable"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 12:18 am
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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Scotch was a very good thing.
Pulling out multiple bottles, Ketsu held them towards Nicholas, passing him multiple glasses, and reaching below his desk to grab an extra chair. "You need anything, I seem to have it under this desk, that third drawer... Everything. I swear I heard a cat in there too." Pressing his lips against the glass he held, he finished off the last of it before pulling out his zanpakutou. "I think I am going to rename mine to Lion-o. He is the leader of the thundercats, and if I say thunder the blade will grow longer." He nodded slowly, his power extreme as soon as those words passed his lips. "Thunder..." He uttered, everything beyond belief. He was so amazing and super duper at that very moment, he forgot what happened for the next couple of minutes.
Waking up on the floor completely naked, Ketsu quickly placed his clothing back on. "Very... strong scotch"
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 1:07 am
Nicholas sat up from his position right next to Ketsu, wearing a traffic cone on his head, and being clothed in nothing but skin tight black leather. Raising a hand to scratch the back of his head, his hand passed over a studded neck tie around his neck.
There was an awkward pause.
"What did we just do" He asked in the most dead voice he could conjure up, eyes staring forward and unfocused. It was as if he had seen the horrors of hell itself and could remember every excruciating detail.
Nicholas shifted, trying to get up, only to wince in pain at the massive amount of pain in his lower back region and his abdominal muscles.
"What the hell..."
He smacked his lips again.
"When did I have salt...urgh"
Nicholas blinked furiously again.
"You know...I only came here to give you the 3rd Squad haori...the previous Captain left it in my possession...how'd we end up like this?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 10:37 am
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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For a very strange reason, Ketsu had a very satisfied feeling, but a sharp pain in his throat was also there. Coughing lightly, a silky colored liquid flowed from his mouth. "We... didn't... did we?"
It appeared, that his Vice captain was now a lot more appealing. They couldn't have...could they? Placing his hands onto his sides, there were multiple scratch marks, as well as hickies across his neck. Shuttering, Ketsu stood and ran to the third drawer in his desk.
"No... no... no..." Taking a large dry swallow, he began to sweat. "We didn't use a condom." Grabbing the haori next to Nicholas, he placed it on his back, and avoided the gaze of the one next to him. "Yup." Coughing again.
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:17 pm
"And that's a rap for this issue of drunken sex parties of captains and vice-captains vol 23." Raz said as he chuckled lightly as he turned off the camcorder and began to shimmy his way back from the grate. He loved air ducts so much. He had no problems being quiet as he retreated from his hiding spot.
He made his way outside closing up the air duct behind him, he went quickly to the door knocking on it as if to report in, "Razgriaz Hokuten, 6th seat reporting for assignment." he stepped in saluting the two. He wore his zanpakuto at his hip, a long sword, which was different than the standard japanese katana most had. The small doll on his shoulder was a chibi form of his spirit made of the ink he used when he fought seemed to wave to the two superiors of his.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 11:00 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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"Nice to meet you sixth seat, I like your attitude, lets see how long that lasts at sixth, I bet you can get it up a bit higher. Now, what do I owe this pleasure for?" Ketsu had a large pounding in his head, unable to think straight be began to slur. "Arrancar stuff? I think?" Uttered a few miscellaneous sweet nothings to his very attractive young Nicholas, He sat onto his chair. "Screw this, I want a cool office."
Ketsu quickly stood and began to run towards the other end of the office, smashing the back end of his zanpakutou into the plastic case, causing it to crack, and fall into the ground, still in one piece. If only it was glass... He thought as he smashed his fist into the red button, a large disco ball falling from the ceiling, as the tatami mats on the ground quickly began to grow like a chia pet, turning into shag carpets, while the plain walls instantly had something fall from the top, a wallpaper of David Bowie across the entire office. The desk was, simply gone. Replaced with a bar, an unnamed man standing there holding multiple drinks. ACDC was being played from very large speakers spread across the office.
The other side of the room was changing as well, a large pounding on the far wall, as it fell down, revealing a secret room, which had a dance floor, as well as a large television, with die hard playing on it constantly. The sound of explosions mixed with loud music was simply erotic. Standing and placing his Haori on, he was wearing a very large pair of glasses, and a clock the size of a basketball on his neck. Parachute pants were his hakama of choice, bright purple in color. Wearing no shirt, but a undone button up Hawaiian shirt, he was smoking a cigar.
"Well... if someone comes, hit the button again, it will return to normal."
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 1:50 am
Nurgle's children, our pretties, our pets...
Rin swung the door open when he saw the flashing from the bottom of the door. Flashing means party, he thought to himself before opening it, and parties mean alcohol! He was screaming in happiness on the inside, until the saw what was truly happening. Shag carpeting, David Bowie, A DISCO BALL, and apparently, Flavor Flav was his captain. At that moment, he realized how wrong he was when he was excited to get 5th seat. It wasn't a Blitzkrieg squad. It was simply, and disgustingly, a rap squad, where apparently, through tactics of comedy and sheer horror, you scared the enemy away. Then, Rin noticed the bar, and that was when happiness came back to him. Bar's meant alcohol. Alcohol meant a happy Rin. A happy Rin meant that he was okay with anything other than that had happened before in the same room.
"Captain Flavor Flav!" he yelled over the music, raising his hand to his forehead, saluting the odd man who did not seem to deserve his position. I could do better if I was kept off the whiskey for a week, he thought to himself, still very confused about the situation. Rin then went into a very relaxed composure, realizing that a salute wasn't needed in a place like this. He darted to the bar where the creepy man was giving out multiple drinks. He took the vodka, sake, skipped the Bud Light, and got the Dos Equis bottle, realizing that his captain was obviously, "The Most Interesting Man in the World." He stuffed the vodka and sake under his belt and proceeded to tighten it, and with the Dos Equis bottle, he gracefully threw it towards Captain Flavor Flav's head.
How Nurgle loves his little children, how Nurgle loves his little pets!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 8:01 am
Raz smiled as he took slid around the room moving slowly towards the bar himself, the Doll on his shoulder had gotten out the video camcorder again. He leaned back to dodge the flying bottle of booze that was flying towards the captain, he flailed out his arms as he leaned back in true matrix fashion as he continued stepping forward towards the bar.
"I'm pretty sure I could use some alcohol myself," he motioned to the barkeep to make him a fuzzy n****e. He enjoyed the taste of orange juice and vodka this early in the day. It made him feel all warm and fuzzy. The drink did little to the doll on his shoulder that continued taping the whole thing waiting for the captain to get to drunk again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 1:45 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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"Drink up kids, we are gonna get a party going." The large dress that Ketsu wore did not match his makeup at all, causing him to burst into a blinding rage. It was so pink, while his dark purple eye shadow was just out of line. Smacking Rin in the face, Ketsu's mascara began to smear as he screamed and cried in his face.
"Andsf seehf I sduf Men!" His words were slurred, and the cried made it even more mundane. Punching Rin again, there was blood all over the mans face, until he collapsed. "I killed him!" He screamed, on the ground next to the now dead Rin. Turning his head, he noticed that his friend was at the bar, throwing him liquor. Then who did I kill? He questioned as a unnamed squad member lay twitching beneath him. Quicking grabbing a broom, Ketsu sweeped him under the rug, and acted as though this had never happened.
[busy so its short ^_^ ]
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare 
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 2:23 pm
Aika timidly knocked on the door hearing all the ruckus inside. She was slightly worried as to what was happening, the small woman had heard the rumors about this man. Slowly she opened the door and peaked in. Her turquoise eyes shot wide at the sight, never had she seen something so disturbing coming from a captain's office.
Facing her terror she slipped inside the door and closed it softly cowering close to it. She looked at all the men trying to figure out who was who, "Captain?" she croaked in fear and confusion.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 3:15 pm
Rin observed the beating of what Captain Flavor Flav thought was him with wide eyes. He backed out of the bar after pouring his two drinks into a larger bottle and walked out slowly. Another bar would be nicer for Rin, preferably one where he could flirt with females, or annoy someone that wouldn't kill him.
[EXEET.]
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 4:58 pm
A new captain had been appointed to lead Squad 3. Throughout all of his time in the Sereitei, Genji Kazemaru, had never once been to Squad 3 or even had the chance to meet a member of Squad 3 either. Even through he did had taken so many Kido training requests, he had never once received a request from someone from Squad 3, which seemed a bit odd. Squad 3 was called the Blitzkrieg Strike Group, so he suspected that they would have a taste for certain Kido, particularly Hado. Well, with that said and done, Genji figured that he might as well take the initiative and go to Squad 3 himself and visit the members there and met the new captain. The captain's election was one that crept up on Genji while he was busy doing other work, so he didn't really get the chance to give any input and didn't even get to see who the candidates were. The identity of the captain was an absolute mystery to him.
The walk to Squad 3 was one that Genji found quite interesting. The squad was bustling with people. Usually, when a captain is appointed, the squad is usually in a state of stillness for a while, but this squad picked up speed right away. Certainly, the captain had invited quite a few people to join his squad. All of the faces he saw weren't even close to any of the faces already in his memory.
The door to the captain's office soon appeared before him. Genji wanted to make sure he looked presentable for the new captain to make a good first impression. With a sprint of Shunpo, he quickly made his way to a bathroom to check himself in the mirror to make sure that his hair was nice and combed and that his clothes weren't featuring any faults. After he adjusted his captain's haori, he made his way back to the front of the Squad 3 Captain's office with Shunpo. He paused for a moment and pictured what the captain would be like. He knocked on the door to the office and waited for a response from within.
((I'm sorry for the weak post. I wasn't sure how to jump in. sweatdrop ))
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