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 Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 6:31 pm
¡¿Cómo está?! (How are you?!)
I do hope you are doing well. If not then why not stay and have a drink? Or maybe just stay and chat? And hopefully we may be able to turn that frown upside down! While attending post here in this thread.
I want everyone to see this as a friendly rivalry between the two Halloween Events. Competition makes everything funner. But don't be someone that likes to ruin everyone's fun by saying, "Ah this place is dull, let's go to the other forum."
¡La Fiesta! (The Party)
- XXLocation: Abandoned Warehouses
This is indeed another Halloween Special. Only this one is gonna be a bit more lenient and if you haven't noticed I'm not trying to make anything fancy. I also don't expect anyone else to either. You can post in your normal posting format, but I'm gonna post in a carefree way with just a size, color and my posts are gonna range from a few sentences to two paragraphs. Why? Because this is just for fun! Now then, with this party being a little more lenient, it's gonna be a bit more crazy. Be sure to follow the guild rules though!
Onward! You do not have to dress up. Seeing as how most of the characters in this role play are already "dead" and/or "mutinous looking," you already look ugly enough. I kid, I kid. But seriously come as yourself if you want to. However, I cannot guarantee that someone will not suddenly blindside you and force you to wear a costume. As for food there is some, let your imagination run wild and just say that there is something there on the table! For activities, there is dancing, there might just be a costume Competition (If so Alannaa, someone else, and I will be the judges. *NOTE: This will only be applied to avi costumes.), Monster fights (Just a friendly duel between two people.) More may be added.
Now your probably wondering what is all allowed and who is allowed? Everything is allowed as long as it is within the Guild's rules. Alcohol is allowed, cursing is allowed (Be cautious though, GUILD RULES*), fighting is given (No fighting would make this a not-so-much-Bleach-Guild! XD But don't go overboard...), Costumes aren't a must, and romance is allowed (Just keep it NC-17). Now as to who is allowed, anyone and everyone is! It's a friendly group party! Okay now then more complicated things: killing is allowed and we are all gonna treat this like a war game. You die, you respawn and go at it again while laughing and having a blast. Whatever happens here stays here so it will not affect your character in the main role play whatsoever. Next thing is: is have fun and don't get mad.
Without further ado, I shall let you.. PAR-TAY! -Cuts ribbon-
Happy Partying/Trick-or-Treating
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 8:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 8:31 pm
---Dante Numero---
Riesco a vedere il sangue dappertutto le mie mani.
Più lunga è voi laici accanto a me, più correvo.
A Rolls Royce Ghost pulled up to the Warehouse, "This is were the deal is going down right," an Italian asked his subordinates, one replied "Yes Don Numero, they should be here momentarily." Dante Numero, Leader of the "Italian Mafia's Japan Branch", though all this for the sake of the Holiday the subordinates were of course his fellow Squadmates. "They know that I don't like my patience tested!" Dante kicked the Suicide Door of the back seat open, three others hopped out, one carrying a briefcase. The driver remained in the car, in case of a needed quick escape. Dante's Zanpakuto was being held up by his shoulder a Tommy Gun, a Thompson to be exact, he took a cigarette out and had on of his goons light it, "Where the hell are they!" He spoke around the Cancerstick.
Di cosa si tratta vale la pena? Quanto si può resistere?
Il soggiorno è più vicino a me, più correvo.
Character Theme: The Godfather Soundtrack
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 8:52 pm
匕 • Sazagishi Kuroyanagi • 匕
Taichō • "Ken" Strange face, with your eyes
So pale and sincere
Underneath, you know well
You have nothing to fearThe entire celebration was meant to occur in an abandoned shipyard's warehousing sector. That made sense, for the crowd expected to participate. After all, the warehouse would probably end up utterly destroyed, so what better place to do it than somewhere no normal human would go? And plus, with it being in the living world, it became effectively a politically neutral zone. A non-aggression pact kept the party a war-free zone. And with a handful of "moderators" such as Saza herself keeping a subtle eye on things, no one could launch an organized assault. But duels were allowable, so long as no one went into a release state.
Speaking of Saza, she had finally arrived, sidling through a senkaimon, leading a large wagon. She had the handle firmly in her grip and pulled it along through the sky like a child would a small, brightly-painted cherry red Radio Flyer. The sheer difference in size was almost attrociously comical. Saza was using her own skill to keep them both aloft, and had formed an invisible ramp to the entrance of the biggest warehouse. It had been cleared of all the debris beforehand. Her cart contained within it a terrifying amount of alcohol, some of it stronger or weaker than others which she had hand-picked from great experience for the gathering. There were lagers, ales, wines, basically a vast assortment of drinks from around the world. She'd done her absolute best to make sure the bar was stocked.
Having arrived at the end of the ramp, she trundled inside, barely fitting her haul through the massive loading doors. Half an hour later, Saza was perched on the lid of a cask of whisky, drinking from a solo cup, while her wagon was around back. This was the last load of four. It was time for the party to start.
Saza herself had decided to do something unique. In following with this weird human holiday, she had dressed up. She was dressed as a random character from some unimpressive manga series with a bewildering title and a failing sense of direction. Leere had ecstatically demanded she do it, saying she fit the personality and general design of the character. As far as costumes went, though, hers was very comfortable. She wore a red jogging outfit with white trim. The jacked was fully unzipped revealing an unassuming white shirt. The pants' hems were rolled to her calves and she wore flimsy-looking brown flip flops. Since the costume required mostly fair skin and normal-looking eyes, Saza was also wearing a healthy amount of flesh-colored body makeup and really high-tech contacts. They darkened her eye color to a less neon-esque shade and here tinted so that part of her iris looked like her pupil. The end result were very normal-looking eyes and skin, with a few freckles. She had left her scar alone, however and had dyed her hair blonde with clips to pin her bangs down and most of it set into two pigtails on either side of her head.
Hearing an engine brought her out of her reverie. Saza shunpoed to the entrance and had the audacity to tilt her head, screwing her face up in consternation at the weird bunch of assholes out front. One particular a*****e was rocking a black-trimmed white suit and a cigarette. Made Saza long for one, too. She'd have to take a break after an hour and go enjoy herself out on the wagon, but in the meantime this guy looked eerily familiar.
"Oi, you assholes lookin' fer someone?" she called, really not liking the aura they gave off and the human weapons a few of them were brandishing. Something about this entourage was very, very wrong, but she couldn't quite place it.But while the earth
Sinks to its grave
You sail to the sky
On the crest of a wave (Everyone is welcome to post in both threads, and Saza's costume is a mystery. If you figure it out, don't give it away!)
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:57 pm
---Dante Numero---
Riesco a vedere il sangue dappertutto le mie mani.
Più lunga è voi laici accanto a me, più correvo.
"Who you calling an a** whole Troia!" Dante brought his Tommy Gun down, Saza in the iron sights of his Zanpakuto. "Who the hell are you anyway!?" He moved the cigarette over to the opposite corner of his mouth. "You look like some sorta Cosplayer, and it really isn't your buisness is it now Un'anima Mietitrice di!"
Di cosa si tratta vale la pena? Quanto si può resistere?
Il soggiorno è più vicino a me, più correvo.
Character Theme: The Godfather Soundtrack
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 9:29 am
匕 • Sazagishi Kuroyanagi • 匕
Taichō • "Ken" Strange face, with your eyes
So pale and sincere
Underneath, you know well
You have nothing to fearSaza glanced at the weapon in his hands. She didn't know much about these things called guns. They'd come around in the last few centuries, when the humans took their turn at war while the souls stayed deadlocked. As far as Saza knew, there was something called a pistol that looked like a warped root, and then there was a bigger one called a rifle. This thing, though, looked like a metal tree lost a branch with a bunch of hacked-off twigs. It was ugly and bulky and looked awkward. Really, aside from the speed boost, what the hell were these things good for?
The noise that came out of her mouth was blatantly derisive and she wore a sneer, drawing one corner up. Maybe for humans this gun nonsense would be terrifying, but for Saza it shrieked of "loser." She was confident whatever it could dish out wouldn't be able to hurt her. Confidence in place on her now-more-human-looking face and a glint in her eye, she stared that thing down, daring it to show her up.
Oh, wait, Tuxedo a** was saying something. Saza didn't have a damn clue what he was saying but she colored in her confusion. General experience told her foreign s**t in a conversation was usually an insult. Naturally, Saza did something entirely familiar to her and just perfect for such situations. She bristled.
"I dunno 'bout that foreign s**t," she began, snarling in her anger. "But that cos-...cos-whatever thingummy ya called me, I don' take kindly ta it. So's 'm gon' make ya take et back!"
Saza began her advance as an innocent stroll forward, solo cup still in hand and steps relaxed. She cleared the entrance and was midway to the car-sleek-looking thing, too. Hacchan commented to the effect that it looked like something yummy he would eat. Saza was eyeing the weapons warily as she kept up a quiet but spirited conversation on it's "species." Unfortunately for all these developments, Saza stopped dead as something occurred to her.
"Wait, yew c'n see me? How?"But while the earth
Sinks to its grave
You sail to the sky
On the crest of a wave ()
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 7:10 pm
Shala
"The Abyssal Ocean"
Thoughts: (Bout' time I got released from the cramped form/ Feeling pretty good)
Reiatsu Lvl: (0%)
Theme:(Endless Ocean)
Floating her way into the well lit building, the water elemental headed to the main area to see what the commotion was about. Shala, the name of the elemental that was temporarily released from her seal within Chiyo, floated easily in the air by the thin layer of water that surrounded her body. Despite its thin layer her Liquid Skin ability more then made up for it in defense purposes. Her hair was a darker blue then her body itself, and her feet had become web-like while a large mermaid-like tail protrude from her backside. The scale that were darker in hue on specific places on her body were harder, shinier, and as elegant as sapphires. Specific marking of black depicted in her native culture who she was, where she came from, what her social standing was, and what type of seal was used to trap her within Chiyo Amaya. Despite all this if anyone here knew how to actually read and properly understand these markings was somewhat slim to none as far as she knew.
As her golden eyes made drew a path around the room, the water elemental couldn't help but be impressed by the architecture of he building she floated in. Being a art enthusiast before being sealed was a hobby of hers and she enjoyed all kinds of art, more or less. What beautiful elegance hast thine Humes bestowed upon this world since my long absence. Noticing something interesting a distance away from her, Shala floated right in-between the two bickering beings: one a short and ugly child, and the other a monkey in a suit. Keeping to herself would be presumed the best plan in any situation, and thus did she begin to admire the work gone into the archway that led to another room. "Thou must excuse thy existence, if you would. I must ascertain the curiosity that has become ever growing within my subconscious."
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 6:21 pm
████████▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓████▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓████████ [OOC: Like I said nothing fancy going on here. XD] ●●●XZephiel VillarealXXX●●●XThe Cell Ten Cero Espada◘________________◘________________◘"I know your not there, and I'm just..."
"... Talking to myself, but guide me my love."XXX♦XXThe arrancar walks into the party with a bottle of alcohol already in his hand. Looking around there seemed to be a few people gathered around. Taking swig of the beverage he waltzes on in then with a sigh he stands next to the punch ball all alone. He didn't dress up, or at least he didn't dress up in a costume. He was dressed in his usual attire at least, which was better than being naked right? Of course it was! Though the man didn't appear to be enjoying himself and it more appeared that he was irritated than anything."So that I can destroy our enemies..."
"... And create the world that we wanted."◘________________◘________________◘
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 7:26 pm
---Dante Numero---
Riesco a vedere il sangue dappertutto le mie mani.
Più lunga è voi laici accanto a me, più correvo.
Dante's "Goons" started to laugh they couldn't contol it anymore, "Of course we can see you! Ha ha!! We're Raine Shiba's Squad Captain Kuroyanagi!" Dante spoke up, "There's no need to make me take back what I said I didn't mean it any way," He chuckled, pulling long bottle of wine out of the Rolls, uncorking it with his hand he took a swig, then offered it to her. "It's Clos de Vouget."
Di cosa si tratta vale la pena? Quanto si può resistere?
Il soggiorno è più vicino a me, più correvo.
Character Theme: The Godfather Soundtrack
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