This place is very secluded and morbid so it is rare for anyone who would even dare to come. This is a dark forest located on the outside of the Rukongai. The forest is completely dead. There is not even one spec of green. No Plants, No Animals, and No Life. All of the trees have died or even possibly withered away. The soil is completely dried up and is very rough. The sky is masqueraded by a never ending sea of clouds. The clouds are very tightly sewn together, in order to block out all chances of light. Then the wind is slowly picking up. On top of all these endeavors, the rain has began to fall. Like a grown goddess is weeping for what is about to occur. The mood is despair, grim, isolated, and sorrowful. What else could this place be? It is no other than the Forgotten Forest.
░((ⓄⓄⒸ: ((This Role Play is strictly for the owner of Takuma and Myself. I am sorry but no others may join. This is to establish the past. Standard Bleach Role Play rules apply. Nothing over Shikai for both parties.))░
.....but the beauty of what they once had will always be envied
Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 6:16 pm
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
There was once a forest. So grim. So isolated. So sorrowful. It was obvious that none wished to be around this desolate land. There was no life. Well, there was once aspect of life. Deep within the twist and turns of the forest laid a being. This being was sitting on a large dead root of a tree that had perhaps lived long ago. Now, its only purpose was to sit below this being's figure and support him.
This being held impeccable stature. His skin as white has the pure and driven snow. Probably more under his unique style of clothing. His clothing was depicted as black and blue cloth. His hair consisted of raven black shade that would branch of his head like bird feathers. A sword that was encased by it's sheathe laid down upon the boy's feet.
This being, no. This boy sat upon this dead root as he looked to the sky. The endless clouds covered the sky like a deep desolate blanket. On top of it, it started to drizzle. The boy looked up as if he were going to look at some being in the sky. It was because of this action the rain would fall onto the boy's face in the crevus between his nose and cheek. It would seem if one were to watch from afar as if this boy was crying.
The boy was indeed sad. He felt completely alone. Completely isolated. I guess this is what he deserves. A monster like him, needs no friends. No allies. No lovers. He was in total isolation. He knew this. He accepted it. His eyes held pure sorrow. As did the ominous pressure that consumed the entire forest as well as radiated from this one child.
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Nervous and Hopeful O.O.C.: It's fine! I'll probably be playing with the posting style for a while to I make it more personal to Takuma... I just stole one of my other ones. Also not all my posts are this long... It's usually how long my introductory posts are though...
TheSnowisDancingThere was an invitation that had began his trek into the Forgotten Forest. Not knowing what awaited him specifically, the shinigami continued onwards searching for any sign of movement or for any sign of existence what so ever. Being a shinigami he would have searched for some spiritual pressure, but in a forest like this all that he would find was madness. As he walked and surveyed the land set before him the clouds began to shed tears a fitting emotion for this sort of forest. Whether it was to drown and rid this world of this long "Forgotten Forest" or to attempt to bring back the life that had to have once thrived in such a land, it was futile. It wasn't the only that was futile and it seemed like this only made things worse for his current emotions. He wasn't sure who had sent the invitation in the first place, much less what to expect. Being so low in rank anyone could swoop down and defeat the boy quickly, effortlessly. However he made sure that he was able to defeat any enemy that would appear before him. He knew that he was stronger than he looked, many didn't see this in him. See, the world he is involved in is that of a hierarchy. The automatic assumption based on the lowly number that he possessed should no potential or no strength. He himself knew that while this may be true it did not so much apply to him. He was talented in other forms and it has kept him afloat for as long as he could remember. Such was life for him. He had yet to push himself further than he had and if he did he found other means to complete the task set before him.
TheSnowisDancingThe rain continued to fall patterning against the floor. The rain was starting to panic him, the coldness finally getting to him. He tried to keep himself occupied as he continued deeper in the forest. 'They could have drawn a map at least...' Takuma complained to himself as he made his way further in. He continued to look around finally seeing what seemed like a person, his uncertainty created by his angle. Had he been in the forest alone he would not have believed that such a being would be in a place such as this but with the events that had occurred he knew that this MUST be the person that had requested his presence in such a location. Yet, this made the blonde boy nervous. What would such a person want with him? And perhaps, why this location? Nothing was connecting for him and he had yet to recognize the figure that sat, facing towards the sky. The maternal instincts within kicked in, any sign of danger washed away with the rain, his rationality gone like the life in the forest. He took three careful steps forward, contemplating whether he should approach the... boy? Yes, the boy. Now that he was closer he could see the figure a bit better, his white clothing becoming more and more transparent as the rain harrassed the child.
TheSnowisDancing'I must help him...' the blonde decided. He steps felt slowed, as if he were in quicksand. The back of the boy seeming just as far as before, each moment feeling slower than the last as well. His heart beat began to beat much faster, a nervousness attempting to cloak his good spirits. Ba bump. Ba bump. Ba bump. It felt surreal as he finally arrived to the boy. He reached out to touch his shoulder but kept his hand pulled slightly back. He wasn't sure if it would surprise the other to be touched from behind, or perhaps he already knew he was there. The latter seeming more likely to Takuma seeing as how he could have been heard and even sensed. He began to walk around to the front of boy. He observed his features, the green hair keeping his eyes drawn to the boy. As he got to the front his eyes quickly switched to the others, the gold orbs quickly absorbing his every interest. In fact, his interests of protecting the boy, gone.
"Your eyes..." he began, "wait... I've seen those eyes before..." Finally he realized who the boy was.
TheSnowisDancingThe "child" who sat before him was none other than his Captain Kimmimaru Kyokosaka. His foolishness caused the shinigami to blush. He could not believe that he made such a mistake as to not recognized his own captain. Then again, he hadn't had much reason to deal said captain. His position didn't require that he stay near to him but he did have his encounters and they were stupendous when they did occur. He slightly wished that he could be more like his captain, but his own personal demons made that wish disappear as quickly as a shooting star. "Captain... You requested me" he said formally bowing on one knee as he looked down at the ground. A part of him wished he could curl up somewhere in this forest and die but he couldn't admit that to himself, not yet. The nervousness began again. What did the Captain want with him of all people?
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
Rain continued to pour down. However the boy did not seem to move or care. He would eventually feel the presence of the man who he had requested. He could feel the man inching foreword as if he was slowly inching his way towards a monster. The man would feel a sudden rush, as he fixated on coming close to the boy. Eventually the man would appear before the boy. He then would reveal so many aspects into the light.
He would reveal what this boy was. Also who he was. Yes it is true. This boy. No. This young "demon". Was in fact a Captain. However, he was not just an average Captain. He was in fact the Captain of Squadron Two. Meaning that this boy was indeed the deadliest assassin within the entire Seireitei's walls.
The boy would not even hesitate nor look away from the sky as it continued to rain. His squadron member flustered and began to babble. It might have not been babble. However Kimmimaru, took it as such. When his officer was finished, Kimmimaru would let a beat of silence occur. Within this beat all that one could hear was the deep low rumble of rain. The rain was in fact getting worse. It had arised from drizzle to rain. Kimmimaru's hair began to fall down because it was getting wet. The pale face of Kimmimaru began to glisten because of the water. Even after all of this Kimmimaru did not remove his glaze from the sky.
He hesitated to talk. As he looked towards the sky, his eyes were filled with complete sorrow and agony. How he hated life, including his own. However, his superior had ordered him to train this newly opened "Squadron" well. So, to make sure his squadron was on the up and up. Kimmimaru decided he was going to test each and one of them.
Within in an instant, his eyes flicked down to the knelling solder and the pain and sorrow had completely disappeared. A smile had now been painted on his face. He then giggled slightly. Even though he had put on a complete mask or illusion as he was so good at doing, his pressure still remained full of sorrow, pain, and yet ominous to the sense.
He then spoke over the rain that had accumulated around them. He spoke with a gentle yet very ominous tone. He would go on to state, "Takuma Nakahara...Squadron Two, Third Seat as well as Corps Commander of the Detention Unit. You are also the head of the Nest of Maggots!" His voice slightly began to increase at the end of his sentence.
He would go on to speak, " I am afraid, I have been ordered to test my Corps Commanders, to see their worth. So you and me are going to play a little game! Do you want to play a game with me?" His tone would have gone up a slight octave as he asked the question. He would also end with a sarcastic tone, so it would be obvious that Takuma had no choice in the matter.
Kimmimaru would softly began to swing his legs as if he was a little kid upon a swing. He would patiently await the man's answer. Until such a moment, he would stare at his officer with his gold eyes. The eyes that were said to install fear of anyone who had looked into them. The eyes of a killer. The eyes of a person who was successfully hiding his true pain and sorrow inside. The eyes of a true demon.
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
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"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Nervous and Serious O.O.C.: Alrighty then!
TheSnowisDancingSilence. Such an ominous presence even in an ominous forest such as this. The rain added relief to the quietness that shrouded the two shinigami. He had looked up and noticed that the Kimmimaru had face him. Takuma wasn't quite sure if it were because the other felt more superior to him or if he was that badly entranced with the rain that had gotten even heavier. He felt his bangs droop down to cover his green eyes. Annoyed he moved the hair from his face as best as he could, trying to tuck them behind his ears but it proved to be more difficult than he believed. He looked into the others eyes once more trying to find something that would answer his previous question, what was he doing here. Then the eyes looked into his own, words began to resonate through the others mouth causing him surprise. Out of the surprise the blond jumped a little bit but continued to kneel as he heard him speak. The voice didn't match the melancholy atmosphere that emitted from the other boy when he first caught sight of him. The smile seemed to be painted on the face adding to erase the primary tone. But he fell for it. He listened to every word that came out of his Captains mouth finally understanding the invitation and the setting.
TheSnowisDancingBeing a part of the second squadron Takuma knew what to expect from the other especially because of how he was viewed by everyone else in the other squads. He was viewed as a monster and one of the greatest assassins that ever lived. Being a researcher, he naturally gained as much information from others, but even then it was a waste of time because all anyone knew was that he never failed an assassination. The origin of anything that involved the boy was within the boy himself and whether he would explain his life story to him was something the blond did not want ask right now considering his current situation. A game seemed simple enough, however having to be tested to see his worth was what frightened him more. He stood up then, allowing another second of silence before he took a deep breathe. He released the breathe with a long, drawn out sigh continuing before looking behind his captain. He felt his own eyes dull compared to their normal radiation, a mood change that occurred anytime he had a mission to do. He would not let his emotional fragility get in the way of something he must do, that much was certain.
TheSnowisDancingThe swinging of the young boys legs distracted him a little bit, but he wouldn't allow it to bother him to much. Such was the way this Captain behaved. "Of course I will play this 'game'..." the man answered, "what other choice do I have...?" He knew that this was a requirement by someone even higher in power than his own captain so what choice in the matter did he have? It was like trying to wonder why he, or anyone else, died. He could wonder and wonder but none of it helped the final outcome. In fact the questioning only solidified the fact that he would never be able to object a higher power no matter how much he wished he could. The blond continued with another question, "what will I have to do for this test?" This is what bugged him the most. This test, or game, could be over anything. From combat to knowledge to speed. Each of which he could do fine enough, but would he be able to pass. And if he didn't pass? What then? Was he to be demoted or worse, executed? These questions began to flood into his mind and he turned to look the boy back in the eyes, looking for a relief of some sort but to no avail. Instead he found only fear creeping into his heart and not because he wanted it either. It slithered in and jammed it's way in as quickly as possible. His eyes turned into a even darker green then before and knew that it was his own fear was apparent but no matter how much he tried to become more calm and to turn away from the eyes that added to his emotion, he couldn't. He was drawn in even further and further as he hoped that the next set of words his captain would speak would release him from his mindset.
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
Kimmimaru's body as well as his kimono was starting to get fully soaked. He would slowly to contunie to swing his legs like that of a child on a swing. He would contunie to do this motion for quite sometime. His golden eyes slowly would scan his officer down. Kimmimaru could sense that this man was afraid of Kimmimaru. Which was wise in the boy's mind.
Takuma would let a beat of silence occur. Then he would slowly draw his blade from his sheathe and face it towards Kimmimaru. Kimmimaru's eyes fell upon the blade and as his eyes would analyze the blade he would feel as if his pain and sorrow was slowly seeping away from his conscience, away from his reality.
Takuma would then finally vocally answer his question. Doing so made Kimmimaru smirk. He already knew the answer because of the physical actions that were occurring before his eyes, however if Takuma felt like he needed to express his answer in words. Well, it didn't bother Kimmimaru that much.
Once Takuma was finished, Kimmimaru would hop off of the trunk. He then would bend down and pick up Sō’unga. He then slid the sword with sheathe and all in between the black silk lined belt that held his pants up. He then proceeded to withdraw his hands inside of his layers. His hands withdrew completely inside of both the layers. He then rose them at the top of the "v" opening at the neck line and pushed both layers of cloathing down to fold over at the waist line.
Doing this would reveal Kimmimaru's slim and flawless physique. His skin was as pale as the driven snow and it had not a single flaw. He only did this because his clothes were getting drenched. Meaning they were getting heavier. So to release some of the weight from his body, he would fold it over. His eye's which never left the sight of Takuma peered deeper into him as he said with a smile, "Well, that is simple! There is only one rule to this game. " He stated in a child like tone with a smile slithered upon his face.
He then took a deep and long beat for suspense. He then closed his eyes and contunied to be silent. Once a moment of silence, excluding the noise of the rain, had cease to exist. One would hear the words slither from the mouth of Kimmimaru, "To survive or Die!". As he finished, he would emphasize the word die as well as open his eyes once more with a sharp flick of his eye lids.
Then, not even a beat or a moment later Kimmimaru would perform shunpo. He used this technique to his its full potential. His burst of speed would make the rain that was going to make contact with him actually repel from here his body in an outward motion. One would assume that using such a technique that they would immediately attack from the rear and most likely aim for the back of the neck considering that was everyone's blind spot.
However, Kimmimaru did quite the opposite. Instead of getting close to Takuma, he shunpoed away 35 meters away. He would land at the highest peak of a dead tree. He would support his weight with a thin layer of spiritual energy so the branch underneath him would not snap under his weight. He would then hide behind the center of the tree, otherwise known as the trunk. He became "hidden". However, he was not even trying to hide. This was just purely out of sheer entertainment to see what Takuma would do.
He would wait for Takuma to come and find him. Until such a time, Kimmimaru would let his voice ring out in a melodic tone. His voice stayed in a perfect pitch as he began to sing out loud, "Come little children, I'll take thee away, Into a land of enchantment, Come little children, The times come to play, Here in my garden of shadows. Follow sweet children, I'll show thee the way, Through all the pain and the sorrows, Weep not poor children, For life is this way, Murdering beauty and passions. Hush now dear children, It must be this way, To weary of life and deceptions, Rest now my children, For soon we'll away, Into the calm and the quiet. Come little children, I'll take thee away, Into a land of enchantment, Come little children, The times come to play, Here in my garden of shadows."
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Serious O.O.C.:
TheSnowisDancingTakuma was thankful that the words of the Captain brought him out of his trance. Everything seemed to happen so quickly. Kimmimaru unsheathing his zanpakuto before putting it away at his side. His removal of his top, possibly due to the rain. Then of course what would seem to be the attack. He had tensed up at that moments prepared for the attack but it never came and even if it did he wouldn't have been able to do much from his position and with his own zanpakuto still inside it's sheath. When the other began what seemed like a taunt he drew his own blade looking at the dull gray blade before putting it at his side. He pulled out the sheath from his belt where he wears it on occasion and held it firmly like another blade. One of his fighting styles needed a second weapon type item so he used the only sheath in another weapons place.
TheSnowisDancingThe words of the captain echoed in his head as he took a deep breath. 'To survive or Die!' The emphasis was clear and this would be one of the most dangerous things he was ever going to do. He didn't know what was going to come out of this or how serious the captain was being but he was sure that Kimmimaru was being dead serious. No pun intended. There was no need to answer the other not like he was feeling like yelling at him over the rain. He left his own clothing the way it was because he didn't really mind it right now even though eventually he would have to shed it off if he was going to be able to survive, the wet and heavy robe would only be a pester to the blond as he fought for his life. He listened to song a bit more before taking off in the direction of the captain. Being a third seat he wasn't exactly able to master all the abilities that captains and even vice captains were able to so his speed while impressive, was far below the abilities of his captain.
TheSnowisDancingHe ran on the air as quickly as he could feeling the location of the captain who was currently behind a tree. He was relieved that he gave a sign to where he was by using some pressure to stay up so he wasn't completely blind in the battle. As he drew near to the location he prepared his sword for a diagonal strike his sheath in a position to defend his torso. However he knew it would be foolish to try to get around the captain with his current speed so he decided on something else. "Hado 1. Shō (衝, Thrust)!" he exclaimed punching the empty air in front of him sending a strike towards his captain. This strike would hopefully make the captain reveal his whereabouts and with luck on his side he would jump up into the sky in the wide open, because honestly he would need all the luck he could use and this could very well be the only time he'll know where Kimmimaru would be before there was a blade at his throat or inside him.
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
Kimmimaru would eventually finish his song. Most did not know of the origin of the song. However, those within Squadron Two would be used to hear such a morbid melody. This melody was infamous and known as "Kimmimaru's Lullaby." Kimmimaru would sit there and be patient for a moment longer. After the beat of silence, Kimmimaru would sense that his third seat was getting closer within range.
Kimmimaru soon then began to process the available outcomes from what he was about to do. Being trained as an Assassin, the man could either attack in a swift motion downward. Or he could perhaps use speed techniques and appear before Kimmimaru himself. However, that would have been a foolish move. Although all the actions that Kimmimaru was thinking of did not even occur in this moment in time.
No instead of attacking Kimmimaru while he was in his "playful" state, Takuma used a Hado to lure him out. Kimmimaru couldn't help but think "Interesting...". He soon heard the Hado's force coming near his state of being. So he had to come up with a retaliation and fast. Within an instant he came up with a solution that was fitting.
Kimmimaru at the last moment, bent his knees at a slight angel and forced himself to jump out of the tree insight of Takuma. He then placed himself in a position where he would be able to draw upon the technique of Air Walk within a moments notice. After he landed upon the air, he would quickly scan upon Takuma's being and analyze the situation.
Kimmimaru was having a little bit of fun although, he felt like if they were going to go on at this rate, they would never get to the fun part. So Kimmimaru decided to show Takuma by force if he did not listen to his words and warning that he did state earlier. Within an instant two other Kimmimaru's appeared beside the original.
This was a technique was known as Speed Clones. Meaning Kimmimaru was moving so fast that he was creating after images of himself to cause an illusion that there were more of him. All three body forms of Kimmimaru began to use Air Walk and dash towards Takuma. They each then began to shuffle around amongst themselves to make it harder to tell the original from the clones.
The rain seemed to be getting even worse than before. As the rain began to worsen; two of the three Kimmimaru's would launch themselves on Takuma's left and right side and both of them attempted to punch with their right hand towards Takuma's face. One of them could have been the real one or both of them could have been an illusion. No one would truly know....
...Until a moment later. As soon as contact was made from either the fist of the two Kimmimaru's or perhaps a reversal move that was deployed by Takuma, both of the Kimmimaru's would disappear. In fact the two Kimmimaru's that were attacking from the right and left were both illusions created by the orginal. Speaking of the orginal...where is he?
Then out of the blue, the real Kimmimaru appeared not even after a moment after the clones would have made 'contact' with Takuma. The real Kimmimaru was slightly elevated above Takuma's presence so they were standing at the same height however, Kimmimaru was attempting back fist Takuma right in the cheek. However, what made this attempt worse was that in the middle of the swing, Kimmimaru would utter the word "Shunkō" under his breath.
As soon as the word was uttered in mid swing, the arm as well as the fist that was attempting to whack Takuma was converted within a pressurized kido formation that immensely increased Kimmimaru's physical strength. Although, one would notice he used the imperfected Shunkō rather than his perfected 'Mukyū Shunkō'. He also would slow down the movement of his arm when it came close to Takuma's head. He would not stop his movement but he did slow down the motion to give Takuma time to either dodge or reverse.
The clouds seem to cover the sky, the rain was only getting worse. Now thanks to Kimmimaru's Shunkō, there seemed to be lighting in the sky. Was there going to be a storm where blood would rain down from the heavens? Or perhaps Takuma would realize that this game was serious. Then and only then when, Takuma would release his blade, would the game get interesting. The game would finally be able to get....fun.
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
Air Walk- The Ability to walk upon the air. Speed Clones- Speed Clones: The practitioner creates at least one other clone{s} of themselves at once using Shunpo. While they are indistinguishable from the user's true self and mimic their movements, the clones do not last long. They are also a sheer illusion, nor do they cause harm. Shunkō (瞬閧, "Instant War Cry"): An advanced technique that combines hand-to-hand combat and Kidō. He fights by surrounding his back and arms with pressurized Kidō. His uniform has no back or sleeves because they will rip apart when the technique is activated. The technique takes the form of wind currents and its incomplete form is concentrated around his right arm. He has enough control to release the Kidō energy as a directed blast that can cause considerable damage to the surrounding area. He can use the technique to a greater degree later on, using it to block a devastating lightning blast and dissipate it, and block a blade attack as well as push it back with only her bare hand, using the energy of the technique as a barrier. He has shown that he can focus the technique's pressurized Kidō onto specific areas of his body, making the protection exceedingly more concentrated. {This is the Weaker/Imperfected Form} Remaining Speed Points: 22
"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Serious O.O.C.: QUIT ADDING MUSIC!!!! Jk Also false alarm! I had that last post stashed away so I can just put it back on there!
TheSnowisDancingTakuma was alert and realized that his strike would do nothing since the captain did something completely then what he thought of. He automatically began to switch tactics make a firm stance on the solidified air he stood on. That's when he noticed there was three of them. 'Yet another technique I can't learn...' he pondered to himself. While he was in his thoughts two of the clones would close in on him. As quickly as he could react he took a step in a backwards diagonal direction planting his foot on the air, using it as a pivot. He turned on that same leg that he had planted and turned his body successfully evading one of the punches, but the other managed to hit him in the side of the head. He felt pain shoot through his head when the fist made contact. However he wasn't allowed any comfort room, not like he was expecting any in the first place, by the time Kimmimaru was already aiming to punch him with a Shunko. At that moment he panicked blocking the blow as much as he could with the sheath and the zanpakuto, crossing them in an 'X' to absorb as much of the impact as possible. But it wasn't enough.
TheSnowisDancingThe Shunko infused blow was devastating even though he had blocked it for the most part. If it weren't for the captain playing nice he would have definitely been hit by the entire technique. Even though this happened he was sent flying back, rocketing through the air holding onto his weapons as best as possible to not lose them. He barely managed to hang on by the the time he stopped himself, skids visible even in the air. He was in a losing battle if it had been anyone else he was fighting. In this case he was losing a game which made it worse because the captain was clearly not trying to annihilate him but mess with him long enough for him to do something. What it was wasn't really clicking in his head, not at that moment at least. The weather was becoming more dreadful, lightning now apparent in the sky and the rain coming down quickly, messing with his vision slightly. He felt his clothing sticking to his torso seeing as that's all it covered at that point but it was definitely becoming more heavy the more the rain fell on him. At this point his clothes had to much absorbed that the cloth itself was dripping water and sweat. Knowing time was not of the essence he cut the top off as he made charged back at the Captain. When he would arrive at the captain he would have his blade and his sheath prepared to do two horizontal slashes that would cut his chest and scrape across his upper abdomen if it were to hit.
TheSnowisDancingAs things were now his captain would not put up with his third seat. The blond knew that he would have to use his shikai if he wanted to at least do enough to get him to survive but he refused. There was no way that he was going to use that "demon". He had vowed to himself the day he knew his true power that he would never use it and never meet the spirit inside his zanpakuto ever again. There were many factors that had applied to his decision but the biggest one was the fear that ran through his body the moment he activated it. Ever since he died he had this fear of the cold and his shikai being a manifestation of snow and ice, something inside of him just went insane. In order to keep his sanity he vowed to never use it and used his vow as motivation to become as strong a shinigami as possible without using his true power. That's how he got to where he is now. Perhaps if he had used this power more, or at all, he might have become the vice-captain for the Second Squadron but he clawed and made his way to his current status through hard work, knowledge, and lots of practice in his fighting styles, sword and hand to hand, to have an edge on others than just having a powerful shikai. But with that it might be his very downfall in such a high stakes duel.
TheSnowisDancingThe blond kept this thought in his mind as he planned the next set of attacks. To keep on with a chance of survival he would have to use more Bakudo to allow him more room to attack rather than just waiting for the up chance of a strike. He formulated in his mind whether or not he would even be powerful enough to keep the captain under the influence of a lower class spell or not such as Sai and if he could maybe it would serve as a way to defend against punches, but of course it would only help him for so long as the Captain would probably take notice to the futile efforts the man would make. Plus with the limited amount of spells under his belt he wasn't quite able to give himself more time to attack as he could have granted himself if he knew higher level spells such as Rikujokoro, but it would all have to do.
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
Kimmimaru would watch and befall at the ingenious that came from his third seat. His third seat had managed to use his sheath as a protector from his imperfected Shunkō. He would watch as his third seat was flung backwards. He would then notice, within the instant of balancing himself, Takuma charged Kimmimaru without hesitation. Kimmimaru was impressed with his dedication towards the goal he was achieving. However, Kimmimaru was not looking for his dedication. Kimmimaru wanted to have pure fun! However, there was only one way to do so.
Kimmimaru waited, he waited like a snake watching its prey. Takuma was drawing closer and closer. He would then wait for a moment. As Takuma's blade came close towards Kimmimaru, Kimmimaru would force his weight backwards, and began to bend his knees backwards at a perfect perpidicular angel. However, because he waited a little too long, Takuma's blade was barely able to cause a scratch on his lower abdomen. Once Kimmimaru had fully fallen, and the blade of Takuma had flung over Kimmimaru's being, He would presume to release Air Walk which in turn would cause him to fall from the air.
Kimmimaru would only fall for about four to five feet. He then would activate Air Walk once more so he would stop falling. He then placed a finger on the tiny scratch on his lower abdomen that had occurred onto his being. This was his punishment for taking to long. However, he also did this on purpose. He wanted to show Takuma that it is possible to touch Kimmimaru. However, in this state it was going to be nearly impossible to injure him. Or at least deal an injury that is worth bragging about. Plus, Kimmimaru could use this one tiny scratch as an excuse.
Kimmimaru ran a finger over the tiny scratch that had accummilated a very minuscule amount of blood. He then proceeded to lick the finger he had previously wiped his blood on. The taste of his blood was warm. In a twisted morbid ideal, Kimmimaru felt like his body was finally being warmed up. Kimmimaru then looked up at his third seat with a fake sadistic smile upon his face. He then spoke in that childish yet ominous tone he was so famous for. He would go on to state, "Well....it is not much...practically nothing at all. However, you did hit me...well it looks like I shouldn't hold back from here on out." Kimmimaru stated.
It was true. Kimmimaru was using this tiny scratch as just an excuse, but he was bored. Plus he had a goal. Using his twisted thinking, he was able to deprive a plan that was suitable for his goal. He slowly began to raise his spiritual pressure as he finally drew his blade. The blade of Sō’unga glittered as it was being drawn out from it's sheath. However, Kimmimaru's actions did not stop there. Kimmimaru would then go on to state, "Amass the clouds and mask all hope. Unveil true sorrow, Dance to appease the unholy one. Begin your Dark Rituals, Sō’unga".
Then what happened next, was just the beginning of a story that would soon reveal itself. A deep sound began to entomb the entire area. Bum Bum. Bum Bum. This sound was acted like that of a heart. Where was this coming from? In reality, this sound was the pulsation of none other than Sō’unga, Kimmimaru's blade. The more it pulsated, the more the blade color would begin to fade. Not only that, the more it pulsated the more of a feeling of sorrow began to entrance the entire battlefield. This would continue until the blade itself had fallen as black as the moonless night. Once this process was done, Kimmimaru would then go on to state the word, "Dance.".
After stating 'dance', Kimmimaru's blade began to shine with an ominous grey, purple, and black reaitsu. This spiritual energy soon consumed the entire sword and then continued to consume Kimmimaru's entire right arm. This spiritual energy would arise over Kimmimaru's right arm until it reached the bone henge that connects the right arm and the shoulder. The spiritual energy began to pulsate then it spewed outwards from Kimmimaru's body revealing that his entire right arm had now changed.
Usually, one would not see this technique so vividly. However, due to the lack of clothing into today's situation, Takuma would get the full glimpse of "Danse Macrabra". It would appear that his right shoulder would appear to be normal. Although, if one were to continue down from the hinge, one would not see a normal arm. No...not a normal one at all. You see, Kimmimaru's right arm has now completely changed. There was no skin. There was no muscle. What made up Kimmimaru's right arm was nothing but bone. However, these bones were pure black. They also had demonic claws instead of finger tips. These black bones were a sight of true fear. This Technique was known as Sō’unga's Dance of the Demon. Otherwise more known as Danse Macrabra. Which translates into Dance of Death. It also had another nickname more infamously known within the Squadron Two Barracks. This ability was also known as "Touch of the Grimm Reaper".
These bones held an ominous presence towards them. They looked weak. However, this was a mere illusion. These black bones had a defensive quality of the gauntlet and the offensive quality of something that was incomprehensible. Kimmimaru began to flex his claws in a fist formation then he would relax them. He would repeat this action three times, before he turned his attention to his third seat. He then spoke in his infamous tone once more, "So, are we going to play for real now? Or are you going to die within the first dance?" Kimmimaru asked.
It was true. Kimmimaru did hold back when he used his Shunkō. Although he may have seem like he did it out of kindness for his seated member but in actuality he did not care. Takuma has not began to grasp the real Kimi. Nor has he impacted him as of today. Therefore he did not truly care about Takuma. He held back early solely because, he did not want to smash the guy's brain's out. At least that is what he was thinking. He would easily kill Taukma in two strikes or "dances". Doing so would not effect his way of thinking nor his emotional state. Doing so wouldn't even cause a mess. However, the real question here is will Takuma accept his challenge or will he dance and try to escape the melodist void that his Kimmimaru's blade or will he join most shinigami and fall to the tune of the Dance of Death?
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
░((ⓄⓄⒸ: ((LOL. I am sorry! I just finished completing his soundtrack! They are all so beautiful!!! T-T))░
Air Walk- The Ability to walk upon the air. Special Ability Two: {Dance of the Demon} aka "Danse Macrabra" {Dance of Death} - Once triggered by the incantation of “Dance”. Grasping onto zanpaktou with his right hand, the entire sword glows with a black, purple, and gret rachi and said rachi covers the entire right arm of the user. When the emitted glow dies out, it is revealed that the sword has now completely disappeared and something has replaced the entire right arm of Kimmimaru. His entire right arm appears to have no flesh nor muscles. His entire right arm is only black bones. The bones are said to covered in a hard form of rachi that can block any metal/weapon based attack. It basically acts like a gauntlet protector. However the fingers have become like shard demon claws. Kimmimaru refers to them as blades. This form is depicted below. This form has also earned the nickname of "Grimm Reaper's Hand". The "blade" is about twice as long as the normal length of Kimi's fingers, which slightly increases his striking distance. In this form, the zanpaktou is still capable of withstanding an opponent's sword attacks, as Kimi can block incoming attacks with the "blade" and "gauntlet" aka bone portions but extreme aim and caution has to be taken in order to do so. These "blades" also have the capability to extend up to a five meter radius. Increasing the striking distance. The actual capability of this zanpaktou is taken into two “Dances” As its first “Dance” Kimi’s stabs or claws the enemy with the Zanpaktou’s “blade”. The first effect occurs, this effect is known as “Shi-Hanabira” ("Death Petal"), This effect occurs because the weapon itself is covered in a waxy like substance. This waxy like substance is a poison which implants a dormant virus inside the body. However, the side effect is that when the virus enters the body, it will act like the venom of a spider bite; when an opponent is stabbed or clawed by "blade", it severs the brain signals controlling the neural impulses for movement in the limbs of the victim. However, unlike regular paralysis, the pain receptors and nerve endings are unaffected by the weapon, so the victim can still feel pain, even in a paralyzed limb. {This takes a total of 2 post to circulate and take effect. Once in effect it is frozen for five whole post then it recovers in 2 post.}. However, that is not the deadliest aspect. If the user has already been intoxicated with the "Shi-Hanabira" once at any given time, the holder of the blade may strike again and by infusing his rachi within the claws, he unlocks the virus that has already been hosted inside the body and it's true effects. The second aspect and the true ability of the "claws" is released. This ability is known as Shi no Butō {Dance of Dead}. If struck again in any given place and the user has already been intoxicated with “Shi-Hanabira”, the dormant virus will awaken and relase will a sheer amount of poison that eats away at Circulatory System, If the virus "awakens", it will take a three post allowed interfacing which means the person won’t feel like that have been poisoned or even know that they have been poisoned. Following that procedure, a two post pain process of high extreme will kick in that will affect the host of the poison. During this process the host of the poison will suffer dementia, pain, blurry version, nero-cronic symptoms, and muscle spasms. Then lastly, on the third post the host of the poison will faint due to the “eat through” of circulatory main functions thus ending blood expansion through out the body, thus stopping the heart. If the host is treated within five post {or unless the RPC decides they want to die right away} they will ultimately die. However it is possible to save someone from this poison if they know it is in effect or even five post after the person has “died”. The effect's of the person's body will grow pale intenstainously as well as cold. As if they had seen something quite gruesome that scared them to death. Thus giving it the name of "Dance of the Death". Since this eats away at the circulatory system, if one where to be killed by this weapon there is no way to find a cause of death because the circulatory system has been eaten through. This is also Kimi’s favorite weapon and style.
"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Serious O.O.C.: Haha it's fine but that's cool all the different emotions you can get from the songs though!
TheSnowisDancingTakuma had made contact with the boy, only slightly however. But it was enough for him at the moment. In the next moment the captain had fallen below him with a very clever idea. It was on that he would have to implement sometime during this fight as well. He had continued forward before turning to get a good look at the raven haired shinigami. A voice resonated, a voice that halted the blond where he stood, he wouldn't dare to do anything while he was being spoken to. Apparently, everything just went downhill after that tiny scratch to his lower abdomen caused by his sheath. Over that time the other had spoken to him about the pitiful strike before he unsheathed his own blade. At this point the blond had assumed he would just fight with the blade rather than with just his fist but the assumption was far off it's mark. Rather the captain only continued by releasing it into its shikai state. The air around the third seat became denser at the release of "Sō’unga". It then quickly dissipated and everything felt more normal to the man.
TheSnowisDancingThe entire release was beautiful in a weird sort of way. The fact that a shingami was perfectly able to release his own zanpakuto and not freak out was impressive to him even though the blond knew he might be the only person to ever have this problem. Yet it brought him to the much brighter reality that everything wasn't going to continue to be the same after this fight. He had no choice in the matter, in fact he knew that he would now HAVE to release his own zanpakuto or die without a chance. Both were things he feared at that moment seeing as how he knew the captain could destroy him at any instant and that he hadn't released his blade ever since the first time he acquired the name to his companion. Due to this, even if he were to reveal his shikai form to his captain, would it even make a difference? He had made it this far by hard work in different areas in order to spare him the insanity, but the best shinigami don't just have amazing skills in combat and overflowing knowledge. No. They had all formed a deeper bond with their zanpakuto spirits and had trained for years and years until they were able to flawlessly call upon it's powers and be in complete synchronization with the spirit inside the blade. This is what had made all those superior to him, superior in the first place. Takuma decided though that if he survived that from that moment on, he would have spend as much time as possible on his own to be able to form a relationship with the spirit inside and to learn it's uses to be able to efficiently use it.
TheSnowisDancingThe rain had ceased to stop and it seemed that it was only getting worse. The captains arm was now completely transformed due to the release of his first technique. It was a dangerous technique yes but it was one that he had to survive no matter what. Then came the taunt. "So, are we going to play for real now? Or are you going to die within the first dance?" It was insulting yes, but he knew that every word was spoken with truth dripping down each word. By this time Takuma had absolutely no choice in the matter. He returned the sheath into the belt that held his hakama up. He grabbed onto the rest of the hilt with the other hand. He squeezed and took a deep breathe know it was now or never. His pressure built up around him, blue reishi appearing around him before he concentrated into his sword. "Karera no tamashī aisu o animēshon-ka! (Animate the Ice in their Soul!) Hokkyoku Sairen " he exclaimed. His own blade began to shine with blue before flowing up to the tip of the blade. Then blue began to fall down the sword as well falling off the butt of the hilt and dripping snowflakes onto the ground below. There was a coldness that came with the increase in power and one coming from the blade as well. The blonde's eyes opened wide once the release was finished. For the first time in so many years his zanpakuto was in shikai. A majority of the surprise however was because of the coldness that he could feel. He never knew why the cold did this to him, but it did. It would also have to serve as his strength though. TheSnowisDancingTakuma also took the window of opportunity to release his own technique as well. "Burizādobēru (Blizzard Veil)!" he stated, a smokey cloud from his breath now visible. The air around him became colder immediately after the release of the technique. The frigid air spread out from him quickly turning the rain that was falling into snow and ice. A wind kicked up as well pushing the snow that was quickly falling to the ground. Since there was already liquid in the atmosphere the snow fell quicker and the rain that had been turning into puddles on the ground froze and became covered with whatever snow fell to the floor. Once everything seemed normal the wind kicked up again pushing the snow on the ground straight up completely blinding the blond and perhaps even the raven haired boy. With the one time he used his zanpakuto he knew that it was best to completely conceal his spirit pressure to be able to survive for the longest time possible. He fell down to the ground, trying to hide every bit of spirit pressure possible, making a mental note of where the captain had stood but prepared himself for an attack that could get to him by increasing alertness in his ears for any sounds, other then the now howling wind, and for any sensation from a release of spirit pressure from the captain to know where he was. At this point everything from then on would be a gamble with the limited visibility but it would only get worse the more time went on.
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
Once Kimmimaru had released his blade, he would befall his attention towards his subordinate. His golden eyes would befall on Takuma's presence. He would then sense his spiritual pressure arising. He would slowly realize on what was to come. What was it coming? The real game was about to begin. Knowing this thought, knowing what was about to happen, and just knowing in general. This plastered a full smile upon Kimmimaru's face.
Takuma would release his blade. Kimmimaru would befall the transformation that would befall the blade. Kimmimaru couldn't help but be interested. This was the first time that Kimmimaru's attention would actually behold the aspect of Takuma's release. It was a sight to see. Kimmimaru was secretly in awe of variants shades of blue.
Once his opponent's blade had transformed, he then took the opportunity to realse a form that was not predictable. Takuma released an ability that would cause the drenching rain to slowly turn to driven snow. The temperature began to drop as well as winds began to pick up. This environment was not made for those of a soothing nature. Kimmimaru found this interesting. Takuma presented himself as a loving and motherly type of guy. However, his blade that was supposed to represent the inner aspects of his soul was cold.
Kimmimaru soon began to consume his entire mind of thoughts. He was interested in such a key component of such a subordinate and he was glad that now he could hold nothing back. The game that he wished to play was only getting started.
It wasn't until a snow bound eruption expanded from the ground. This action would of course make Kimmimaru loose sight of Takuma. However, Takuma was a clever being and did not stop there. He took advantage of Kimmimaru's distraction and lowered his spiritual pressure and hid amoungst the snow. Once the snow that had once blocked Kimmimaru's sight had dissipated, he would have realized what had happened.
Kimmimaru could not help but chuckle at the trickery that his third seat was trying to pull. This was in fact the same trick that Kimmimaru pulled earlier in the battle. Although, Kimmimaru was not going to drive the poor boy out with a mere weak Hado. Oh no, if he was going to lure the boy out, he was going to do it in a giant and swift motion.
Kimmimaru soon, gathered his energy as he put his kimono back on. He would stick his hand through the sleeves and wore his normal attire, the way it was originally worn. {Shown in picture}. Doing so also hid the full length of 'Danse Macrabra'. In this state one would only be able to see the his black boned hand and claws. Kimmimaru would then proceed to scan the area and soon deducted that Takuma hid well. However, he knew of a kido that would either give away his location or perhaps hit him.
Kimmimaru gathered energy in his hands as he mumbled to himself, "Bakudō #62. Hyapporankan." He then generated a blue-white glowing rod of energy in his normal hand, then he proceeded to throw it at the intended area in which he had summarized that Takuma had scattered to. As it was falling It multiplied into a hundred more rods, which rained down on the target in order to pin him or perhaps just impale him.
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
░((ⓄⓄⒸ: ((SORRY!!! HORRIBLE POST! I am just so tired. Forgive my illiterate self at the moment T.T...Also! I have a new commission ^^. This is going to be his execution outfit. The kimono will be formal ^^ what do you think?))░
Air Walk- The Ability to walk upon the air. Special Ability Two: {Dance of the Demon} aka "Danse Macrabra" {Dance of Death} - Once triggered by the incantation of “Dance”. Grasping onto zanpaktou with his right hand, the entire sword glows with a black, purple, and gret rachi and said rachi covers the entire right arm of the user. When the emitted glow dies out, it is revealed that the sword has now completely disappeared and something has replaced the entire right arm of Kimmimaru. His entire right arm appears to have no flesh nor muscles. His entire right arm is only black bones. The bones are said to covered in a hard form of rachi that can block any metal/weapon based attack. It basically acts like a gauntlet protector. However the fingers have become like shard demon claws. Kimmimaru refers to them as blades. This form is depicted below. This form has also earned the nickname of "Grimm Reaper's Hand". The "blade" is about twice as long as the normal length of Kimi's fingers, which slightly increases his striking distance. In this form, the zanpaktou is still capable of withstanding an opponent's sword attacks, as Kimi can block incoming attacks with the "blade" and "gauntlet" aka bone portions but extreme aim and caution has to be taken in order to do so. These "blades" also have the capability to extend up to a five meter radius. Increasing the striking distance. The actual capability of this zanpaktou is taken into two “Dances” As its first “Dance” Kimi’s stabs or claws the enemy with the Zanpaktou’s “blade”. The first effect occurs, this effect is known as “Shi-Hanabira” ("Death Petal"), This effect occurs because the weapon itself is covered in a waxy like substance. This waxy like substance is a poison which implants a dormant virus inside the body. However, the side effect is that when the virus enters the body, it will act like the venom of a spider bite; when an opponent is stabbed or clawed by "blade", it severs the brain signals controlling the neural impulses for movement in the limbs of the victim. However, unlike regular paralysis, the pain receptors and nerve endings are unaffected by the weapon, so the victim can still feel pain, even in a paralyzed limb. {This takes a total of 2 post to circulate and take effect. Once in effect it is frozen for five whole post then it recovers in 2 post.}. However, that is not the deadliest aspect. If the user has already been intoxicated with the "Shi-Hanabira" once at any given time, the holder of the blade may strike again and by infusing his rachi within the claws, he unlocks the virus that has already been hosted inside the body and it's true effects. The second aspect and the true ability of the "claws" is released. This ability is known as Shi no Butō {Dance of Dead}. If struck again in any given place and the user has already been intoxicated with “Shi-Hanabira”, the dormant virus will awaken and relase will a sheer amount of poison that eats away at Circulatory System, If the virus "awakens", it will take a three post allowed interfacing which means the person won’t feel like that have been poisoned or even know that they have been poisoned. Following that procedure, a two post pain process of high extreme will kick in that will affect the host of the poison. During this process the host of the poison will suffer dementia, pain, blurry version, nero-cronic symptoms, and muscle spasms. Then lastly, on the third post the host of the poison will faint due to the “eat through” of circulatory main functions thus ending blood expansion through out the body, thus stopping the heart. If the host is treated within five post {or unless the RPC decides they want to die right away} they will ultimately die. However it is possible to save someone from this poison if they know it is in effect or even five post after the person has “died”. The effect's of the person's body will grow pale intenstainously as well as cold. As if they had seen something quite gruesome that scared them to death. Thus giving it the name of "Dance of the Death". Since this eats away at the circulatory system, if one where to be killed by this weapon there is no way to find a cause of death because the circulatory system has been eaten through. This is also Kimi’s favorite weapon and style.
Picture of Danse Macrabra
Remaining Speed Points: 25 Bakudō #62. Hyapporankan - Generating a blue-white glowing rod of energy in his/her hand, the practitioner throws it at the intended target. It multiplies into a hundred more rods, which rain down on the target and pin him or her against a solid surface, completely immobilizing them. It is hard to dodge in a small area
"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Serious O.O.C.: It's okay! Sorry it's taken so long to get this posted... and Yeah I like it! Do you do the art on your own? I feel like I'm giving up to easily... what do you think?
TheSnowisDancingSnow continued to fall more heavily than before making the air feel so much colder. Takuma could see his breath clearly in front of him but figured that right now he would rather deal with a little cold rather than death. His mind was in a constant panic so he had to use his situation as a reminder on why he should push through it. He moved slightly forward walking slowly to where his captain was last at, whether he moved or not was not in his power and if he did move then he was in a harder predicament because he would be as lost as his captain would be. The steps forward were slow somewhat like the sneaking of a lion on a gazelle, but the blond was not that foolish to believe that he now held the advantage. This was far to the truth. It was still something more of a mouse trying to chase a cat. At any given moment Kimmimaru could get through the entire area with a simple flash step, but considering he enjoyed to toy with his enemies he might even have enough time to deal another blow even if it was a light blow.
TheSnowisDancingAs he continued on his path he heard through the wind another sound that wasn't familiar to him. He held his zanpakuto prepared for what would come out towards him but with a 10 yard vision field he he would have to rely on his reaction time rather then his knowledge and skill. That's when the rods came at him. The first few went around him but the rest of them where the ones that he was concerned about. He began to block the pole as best as possible but his speed wasn't enough and he didn't have a technique that he could use to defend himself and especially from a technique that was this high leveled. The rods eventually felt like they were coming faster and he felt himself being grazed by them enough to cut him, slowing him down. That being the downfall of the moment. Without having his momentum he covered his heard and as much of his vitals as possible to cover himself as the rods began to impale his arms and shoulders as well as grazing his legs and torso.
TheSnowisDancingTakuma bit his lips tightly to not let himself yell out in pain from the barrage of poles, that had impaled him. He looked behind him see all the poles that had either grazed him or that he had successfully blocked but it wasn't enough. He could feel himself getting light headed from the pain he was feeling. Slowly he attempted to pull out the poles and couldn't get them out, his hands to numb from the lose of blood and from the cold that was pushing him further and further in a hypothermia like state. At this point he only had only minutes to pass this test or he would be gone from the world. With his energy he had he prepared a technique to get in another attack. Desperation was never a good thing but at this point it was all he had left. He pulled his blade as far back as he could with the rods restricting his moment before thrusting it in the direction the rods had came from while saying the technique name, "Aisusuperu: Reitō danmaku (Ice Spell: Frozen Barrage)..." Six pieces of ice flew out from the sword flying quickly to him. He wasn't quite sure the distance between the two quite yet but he didn't care. As soon as the technique was executed he began to draw circles in the ground preparing another technique that would let him survive from where he was. "Yuki majo no sōzō (Snow Witch's Creation)..." he would whisper. In his mind he held the thoughts of what he wanted. 'Protect me from anything that will come after me...' he thought to himself as the snowmen came to life standing in front and behind him while he came up with something to do about his situation. Doing so however gave away his current position since now the snowmen were infused with enough of his Reiryoku to come up on the Captain's sensor. It was now or never to strike if he got close enough to the bleeding blond.
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xx₪xxSquadron Two Captainxx₪xx"Flash God"xx₪xx"The Dancing Assassin"xx₪xx"The Dancing Demon"xx₪xx"The Child Prodigy"
"We are just ordinary people driven to revenge...x x x ...in the name of "Justice"x x x ....then that "Justice" breeds yet more revenge....x x x ...this then forms a chain of Madness."x x x
Kimmimaru's eyes would scan the place as his kido would have landed all throughout the region. He then would notice a particular spot where the snow started to turn red. Doing so made Kimi make a hypothesis. Then a spike of reaitsu would occur. This only confirmed the hypothesis. He knew exactly where Takuma was. Kimmimaru then would descend from the sky. However, he would get close to the ground although he would still use Air Walk to levitate just above the ground. Snow had continued to fall. Kimmimaru was cautious, he had no clue or idea on what Takuma could do. This blade of his could in fact somehow manipulate the snow under Kimi's feet. So in likewise, Kimmimaru did not ant to take such a chance.
Kimmimaru's eyes scanned the area as snow men began to form. It was obvious where Takuma was. Therefor it was easy for him to manipulate ideals to form a plan to his liking. One could go about this several ways. He would use Shunpo. Utsumei. As well as various other tactics that would help toy with Takuma. Although, he did not use any of them. No. Kimmimaru just simply started to walk slowly towards Takuma and his snow men. His Danse Macrabra still activate and yearning for some blood.
Kimmimaru would slowly walk towards Takuma. Yet he did not make a simple move to end him. No. He just in fact taunted to him. Kimmimaru would yell across the plains, "Is this all you got!? Takuma Nakahara! You are supposed to be in charge of the Nest of Maggots! Let alone my Detention Corps! This is all you can show me!!! His voice would emphasize 'show'. He then would go on to yell in a more humiliating voice, "You are supposed to be the third best assassin in the Seireitei! Yet you can't lay a real hit on me! This game is boring!!!! I might just have to get a new third seat if you keep this up!
In reality, Kimmimaru didn't mean any of it. However, if the physical let alone spiritual separation between both of their powers was not enough. Maybe taunting would get him to own up to his shikai and attack Kimmimaru. It was obvious that this boy was not comfortable with his Shikai. Kimmimaru could not have that. So he would put all that he could in this fight. To make Takuma stronger. Even if it meant hurting Kimmimaru himself.
"Dances are like flowers...x x x ...eventually they will all wither away...x x x ....but the beauty they once had....x x x ...will always be envied."x x x
░((ⓄⓄⒸ: ((Oh gawd no! I wish I could draw! My talent relies in music and poetry lol. As for your 'giving up' well it matters not to me. This whole Role Play doesn't have to be just us fighting lol. We could have multiple rounds or talk etc... ))░
Air Walk- The Ability to walk upon the air. Special Ability Two: {Dance of the Demon} aka "Danse Macrabra" {Dance of Death} - Once triggered by the incantation of “Dance”. Grasping onto zanpaktou with his right hand, the entire sword glows with a black, purple, and gret rachi and said rachi covers the entire right arm of the user. When the emitted glow dies out, it is revealed that the sword has now completely disappeared and something has replaced the entire right arm of Kimmimaru. His entire right arm appears to have no flesh nor muscles. His entire right arm is only black bones. The bones are said to covered in a hard form of rachi that can block any metal/weapon based attack. It basically acts like a gauntlet protector. However the fingers have become like shard demon claws. Kimmimaru refers to them as blades. This form is depicted below. This form has also earned the nickname of "Grimm Reaper's Hand". The "blade" is about twice as long as the normal length of Kimi's fingers, which slightly increases his striking distance. In this form, the zanpaktou is still capable of withstanding an opponent's sword attacks, as Kimi can block incoming attacks with the "blade" and "gauntlet" aka bone portions but extreme aim and caution has to be taken in order to do so. These "blades" also have the capability to extend up to a five meter radius. Increasing the striking distance. The actual capability of this zanpaktou is taken into two “Dances” As its first “Dance” Kimi’s stabs or claws the enemy with the Zanpaktou’s “blade”. The first effect occurs, this effect is known as “Shi-Hanabira” ("Death Petal"), This effect occurs because the weapon itself is covered in a waxy like substance. This waxy like substance is a poison which implants a dormant virus inside the body. However, the side effect is that when the virus enters the body, it will act like the venom of a spider bite; when an opponent is stabbed or clawed by "blade", it severs the brain signals controlling the neural impulses for movement in the limbs of the victim. However, unlike regular paralysis, the pain receptors and nerve endings are unaffected by the weapon, so the victim can still feel pain, even in a paralyzed limb. {This takes a total of 2 post to circulate and take effect. Once in effect it is frozen for five whole post then it recovers in 2 post.}. However, that is not the deadliest aspect. If the user has already been intoxicated with the "Shi-Hanabira" once at any given time, the holder of the blade may strike again and by infusing his rachi within the claws, he unlocks the virus that has already been hosted inside the body and it's true effects. The second aspect and the true ability of the "claws" is released. This ability is known as Shi no Butō {Dance of Dead}. If struck again in any given place and the user has already been intoxicated with “Shi-Hanabira”, the dormant virus will awaken and relase will a sheer amount of poison that eats away at Circulatory System, If the virus "awakens", it will take a three post allowed interfacing which means the person won’t feel like that have been poisoned or even know that they have been poisoned. Following that procedure, a two post pain process of high extreme will kick in that will affect the host of the poison. During this process the host of the poison will suffer dementia, pain, blurry version, nero-cronic symptoms, and muscle spasms. Then lastly, on the third post the host of the poison will faint due to the “eat through” of circulatory main functions thus ending blood expansion through out the body, thus stopping the heart. If the host is treated within five post {or unless the RPC decides they want to die right away} they will ultimately die. However it is possible to save someone from this poison if they know it is in effect or even five post after the person has “died”. The effect's of the person's body will grow pale intenstainously as well as cold. As if they had seen something quite gruesome that scared them to death. Thus giving it the name of "Dance of the Death". Since this eats away at the circulatory system, if one where to be killed by this weapon there is no way to find a cause of death because the circulatory system has been eaten through. This is also Kimi’s favorite weapon and style.
Picture of Danse Macrabra
Remaining Speed Points: 25 Bakudō #62. Hyapporankan - Generating a blue-white glowing rod of energy in his/her hand, the practitioner throws it at the intended target. It multiplies into a hundred more rods, which rain down on the target and pin him or her against a solid surface, completely immobilizing them. It is hard to dodge in a small area
"The harshest thing in the world is the cold. Cold people, cold weather, both are despised for the weight placed on a warm soul, something that creates an endless cycle of misery and suffering...."
TakumaNakahara
Location: The Forgotten Forest Company: Kimmimaru Feeling: Serious O.O.C.: Oh well that's still cool! And yeah maybe because this seems a little quick... I guess I should have talk a little bit more but figured the calm would be a better talking environment then a blizzard would be...
TheSnowisDancing"Shut up!!!" Takuma screamed, the howling wind echoing his anger pushing the snow faster across him temporarily shielding him from Kimmimaru. He didn't need these words right now, especially not when he was only moments away from death. He hadn't had to doubt himself since he became a shinigami and now it only stung. He couldn't help but recall things he felt when he was training with others and constantly being beat down. All of them would say the same thing, he was nothing. And he knew it was true because he knew that he was nothing special, that he wasn't ever going to become something great, but he did know that he wasn't useless, even pawns have their use even if it is to draw out the others as a sacrifice. The blond wouldn't have that chance to do that if he died here and he wouldn't forgive himself if he was left to live knowing that he wasn't good enough. He continued to shake from the cold and now from the anger. He was completely out of ideas and he knew that no matter what the effect of the blizzard would be useless, even though it was probably useless ever since the moment he used the technique.
TheSnowisDancingThe snow and wind was becoming annoying to him, his seemed to get angrier with everything around him. The snowmen had moved in front of him blocking him for the most part from his captain. With the annoyance of the wind the blond raised his blade to the sky. "Yuki bēru (Snow Veil)" he said watching as blue shot into the sky. Once it did the wind died down disappearing completely leaving the now frozen forest as calm as it was. The snow continued to fall, more gently then before however. He could now see everything clearly since even before the battle began, the rain was blinding as well. All around he could see the snow and the peacefulness of it and couldn't believe that his zanpakuto could create something this beautiful as well. He looked back at the snow men that stood prepared to be destroyed by the captain. The other male was only stalking towards him slowly, taunting him with each and ever step he took. From the close there was nothing for him to do other then attack him and let the snowmen do their thin which with his vague command could make them do anything from stand there or shove the captain away if he got close enough. The blond figured he would test what they would do since they would continue forward with him.
TheSnowisDancingTakuma took a step forward, the snowman inching forward as far as he would go. He took off in front of the snow man running towards the black haired captain with his sword ready to strike him from the left side. Once he was close enough he slid across the snow slicing to the left to cut him from the stomach. It was reckless and very un-assassin but there was nothing else for him to do. The snow men then came forward and whenever the blade would finish it's motion, one would push itself in between the captain and the 3rd seat in case the other would retaliate, the other would remain behind the blond leaving him only three ways to be hit. In the chance of either, because of the placement of the snowmen, the diagonal footwork of the Spanish Fencing would saving him from most of the attacks depending on where he felt like moving and where the other would come at leaving him able to attack.
