A nice hospital for a small town. Ever since the abandonment of the old hospital this one has become much busier and larger in its faculties. Despite this, there are always people on hand in order to help those in need.
Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 9:12 am
As soon as Elena got to the hospital she knew that things were wrong. There was a lot of commotion and the emergency room was flooded with people. It seemed like the majority of people that were there only had relatively minor wounds, but there were people with broken limbs, ruptured organs, and other intense injuries. Within minutes she got straight to work, knowing fully well that she had things that she needed to do. People needed her; not just Jameson, but others as well.
"Dr. Volkov, you're needed in OR immediately."
Elena nodded understandingly at the head doctor and started heading towards the nearest operating room immediately. Things were heated and intense but she knew what she had to do, and she was damned good at it. She didn't waste time on trying to comfort people or talk to them; she told them exactly the information that they needed to know and then she went on her way.
They typically saved the more intense patients for her because of her surgical skills. So it was no surprise to her that the first patient she saw in the OR had a massive injury to the chest; when the explosion in the residential district happened they must've been close to the impact site as shrapnel and other debris had not only cut up their body all over but also left a massive wound across their chest.
She wasted no time in getting to work and within about an hour she'd gotten all the shrapnel removed from their body, patched up all their wounds, and stabilized them. There was still, of course, a chance that they wouldn't recover fully but she had confidence in her own abilities. As soon as she finished with the patient she cleaned up and moved on to the next.
She worked this way for about five hours straight, which was typical for her. It just wasn't typical for her to be performing so many intensive surgeries back to back. As soon as she finished up the fourth patient she had to take a break, beginning to feel her energy fading. In truth the reason she was so good at her practice was purely thanks to her spiritual abilities; she had a latent ability to heal and regenerate, and that came out in her medical work. But it took a lot out of her, and she knew that she couldn't keep up going the way she was.
"Doctor, there's another patient that needs your attention immediately. They don't have much time."
Taking in a deep breath, and against her better judgment, she moved forward and into the next operating room. The nurse wasn't lying; this patient had a massive wound to the chest, much like the first one she'd seen that day. But this time they were incredibly unstable; their vitals were low and they were losing blood quickly. They had several ruptured organs and things weren't getting better quickly. This was the last patient she needed to see; she could do this. She'd done it before.
But it didn't go as she planned. She was trying, and trying hard, but it wasn't working fast enough. She was starting to panic, knowing that if she didn't do something soon she would fail. Focusing, she tried to call on the power she used to have; the ability to freeze time. That would give her the chance to get caught up without the patient going into cardiac arrest. She took in a deep breath, focused, and searched for the energy around her. But it failed. She tried, again and again, all while still trying to operate, but it wasn't working. She'd used too much energy as it was; she was too weak to gather up what she needed to use the ability. She was losing it. She was losing her patient.
Fifteen minutes later Elena walked out of the operating room, holding her head. The patient hadn't died; they were stable. But it wasn't by her hand. She'd nearly lost them but the head doctor stepped in at the last moment and took over to save them. She'd been saved, but just barely. It was too close. Far, far too close.
Elena spent the next half an hour in the break room, just sitting there, thinking. She'd been stagnant too long; she'd lost so much power. She'd lost herself. Trying to help Jameson was helping her to get some of her energy back, but she was neglecting her own abilities. She'd sat there and stared at her hands for far too long, realizing fully what she needed to do.
"Dr. Volkov, are you alright? It wasn't your fault, you know. Dr. Kimura even said that she knows--"
Elena held up her hand to the nurse, shaking her head. She appreciated the young man's concerns, but she didn't need it. She knew exactly what she had done and knew exactly what needed to be done. And being there listening to pity wasn't it.
"I understand, Miles. Thank you. Get back to your station."
With that the young man sighed lightly and then left as Elena had instructed. With everyone back in their place, she knew exactly what she was going to do next. After informing the head nurse that she was leaving and needed to not be disturbed unless it was under the direction of the head doctor Elena stepped outside. It was dark; much later in the day than it had been. She checked her phone to see if Jameson had contacted her about the issue at the residential district and sighed lightly.
He had abilities; she knew that. But he was still young and learning into his abilities. She shook her head, tossing the phone back into her bag. She couldn't think that way; not now. She was the one who needed to grow. With a sigh she pulled her bag back up on her shoulder and started heading towards the river. There was something she needed to do.
Upon entering the realm of the World of the living, Ryuuka, otherwise known as D. Kyuubi felt the power of those fighting off in the center of Karakura Town. It mattered little to her about the problems they were facing as anyone who caused issues for the Soul Reapers in the realm were simply an ally of convenience of the time. "Allright, Dead Eye! Let's take out their sick and their weary!", she roared in a blood-thirsty howl before she unleashed a storm of bala at a window to the Emergency Room of the hospital. Invisible to the unaware Humans, it seemed like a bomb had just went off and the carnage was devastating as souls looked around confused.
Ryuuka looked upon the perplexed spirits and felt a shred of comradery as she had been the same when she had died and encountered the Hollow that devoured her. These souls were going to meet the same fate as she had back in that time when she had been murdered and left all alone by her own. The pain and suffering felt back then would be transmitted on in a vicious and never ending cycle of pain and misery brought on by the Human Condition and the Eternal Hunger of abandoned souls. It was with a an ear splitting roar that the black, nine tailed fox Hollow began to drain the spirits with her Gonzoui, immobilizing the stronger ones and outright consuming the weaker ones.
It was with this influx of power that Ryuuka had begun to undergo fundamental changes. All of this spirit energy, and the fear brought on by the souls felt like she had reached a true connection with her own abandonment. She had been a source of comfort and kindness in life, but now in this moment of murderous intent, she had become the abuser. A hunter of the pure, and a destroyer of the innocent. A truly wicked and vile creature, and the realization of that fact, even with the protective power of the Hollow's Mask that kept her identity hidden. Her mask was her heart, and the feelings of regret and the kindness she had shown finally overwhelmed her.
There was a snap in the reiatsu pressure coming from Ryuuka as her body began to surge spirit energy wildly and uncontrollably. This pressure created a large crater around her in the middle of the Hospital's parking lot; cars and ambulances exploding from the gas tanks being crushed and the sparks from the residual static electricity generated from the collisions against one another. "Graaaaaaahhhh!!! I can feel it...this pain...", she groaned out as her body began to crack and break down. Red lines of energy glowing in horrific majesty as one of her tails sprouted a large demon-dog like head and barked out in a deeper voice than her own, "I FEEL ALIVE!", it howled before, in a blinding explosion of energy which caused all the nearby glass to shatter, Ryuuka was left standing in a new form. Her bone-white mask turned black and a more human-like form... sleek and full of so much raw power that it was almost intoxicating to be near her.
Ryuuka D. Kyuubi had become one of the worst things a Hollow could be permitted to evolve into... A Vasto Lorde.
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Dead Eye stood perched on the water tower of an adjacent building next to the hospital taking his time now that D. Kyuubi had let loose with a barrage of Balas. The humans were so predictable the moment things started going to s**t for them they ran like panicking bugs. Sadly for the bugs their was a predator waiting from high above waiting for them flush themselves out like good little prey offering themselves up to be slaughtered. The exits to the hospital became a blood bath of carnage, and broken body from Dead Eye's left arm projectile, after projectile was fire harden bolts of bone piercing through the frail bodies with such force that when they impacted the concrete they left a pocket mark trail of craters.
Taking in a deep inhale of air he savored the moment the smells were certainly different, but beneath all that was modern the memories flowed. Acrid smoke hanging heavy in the air, the sharp metallic scent of blood wafting around it reminded him so much of the conquest of the Gauls how they burned their forest holds driving them out onto the rolling planes like lambs to the slaughter. The myriad of tools they had at their disposal that were all made for a singular focus the death of their fellow man. It was ecstasy with each death the feeling only grew stronger within him the need for more a torrential flood of blood yet to be spilled.
Lining up his next shot he let the bolt fly slamming through a car that was making it's way here it was one of the loud ones with flashy lights some poor excuse for guards perhaps. Either way they were as useful as everything else the insides painted red in an explosion of blood as the bolt decimated those inside of the now metal coffin. Moving to take out another of the annoying modern creations the shot went wild clipping a corner of the hospital blasting out a massive chunk encompassing a few floors. In the next moment the water tower beneath his feet buckled, and with a sudden spike of spiritual pressure both it and Dead Eye came crashing down onto the roof of the building Dead Eye's large frame breaking through till he was pinned down by the pressure on the ground floor.
It weighed heavy down upon him fighting him every step as he tried to push himself back up to his feet to no avail. He could tell who it belonged to but the explosion in the sheer pressure of it all he could not comprehend what's more the longer it washed over him the more it began to draw out his more feral nature. He tried to keep it in check through a thing veneer of discipline he had long since learned to follow as a Legionnaire, but when it came down to it when you stripped away that mask he was akin to a beast in the way he let loose his violent tendencies. Growling, and spitting in a rage he forced his arm up underneath him forcing himself up hunched down onto three legs his long tail like appendage whopping through the rubble around him chaotically. Charging through the ground floor rubble, and bodies went flying just as the Spiritual Pressure let up somewhat it was still their, and immense but contained for the moment. Not that Dead Eye was giving that much thought at the moment he was fully on the hunt running on pure instinct to feast, and kill. Letting loose a howl he tore his way into the halls of the hospital crawling along the walls, and the ceiling his tail lashing out stabbing deep into bodies only to yank them towards his open maw as he bit down devouring flesh, and soul on the move all the way unleashing his bone bolts into every pillar he ran into feral he may be but he still had an inkling of the best way to bring down the entire building.
Once Black Bastion could move once more like Dead Eye it briefly had been brought down to it's knees by the sudden and violent evolution of D Kyuubi. For a brief moment it thought the weight of her surging Spiritual Pressure would crush it out right as it did many of the humans that got caught up too close to the evolution. Beginning to move once more it started to pick up pace it's large lumbering form slow to accelerate, but once moving much like a whale eating krill all it had to do was open its mouth wide as it simply bulldozed right through the lower floors of the Hospital, and surrounding buildings. Bodies, Souls, Rubble all was devour into it's massive bulk like it had even been there in the first place.
Between the three of them it didn't take much even more a large building such as the hospital to finally start to give way. It's foundations cracked by D Kyuubi's evolution, the weight bearing pillars blasted to shreds by Dead Eye, and with Black Bastion crashing it's way through the bottom levels the Hospital itself began to collapse. First it started to come down in chunks a bit here, a bit there but as more and more started to fall apart is was a violent chain reaction. In no time at all the hospital was collapsing in on itself so much so it was bringing the other weakened buildings around it down alongside it. With it's destruction as it came down it expelled a dust upwards, and out around it engulfing the surrounding area blanketing in a thick obscuring cloud.
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With enough damage done here to gain souls for her new friend, Ryuuka knew it was time to move on before Soul Reapers began to arrive to try to deal with them. It wasn't that she was afraid for herself, but more or less she did not want to put her new allies in the way of her destructive power before they became of some use. She then wordlessly took off toward the Beach, trails of fox fire left behind her so that Dead Eye and Black Bastion could keep up with her trail of destruction.
Things were definitely looking on the upswing from here on out. Ryuuka was now at the pinnacle of power that all Menos dreamed of, and now there was seemingly nothing to stand in her way of becoming the strongest, most respected. She would have loyalty and acceptance or she would kill those who refused her desire. This was the depth of her resolve to lead and nurture, in a perverse symbolence of a desire for love and to be loved. All of this was poured out into the chaos she inflicted on the world around her.
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Coming back to his senses as he pulled himself out of the wreckage of the hospital ruins he shook the dust out of his mane. The feral hunter within was still aching for more carnage, and Dead Eye had every intention of continuing to feed that side of himself this reign of destruction was by no means over. Especially when they had a fabled Vasto Lordes leading the charge that had been a surprise thought one he welcomed with open arms it only meant things could only go up from here. Surveying the destruction he couldn't help, but chuckle in excitement this was certain to get the attention of others though from the feel of it many were busy with some other threat.
Too bad for them the longer they took with that the more fun he could have with D. Kyuubi as they branded their names upon this unprotected city. Motioning for Black Bastion to pull itself out of the rubble as well it was time for them to move on to more hunting grounds. There were so many souls around, and well he wanted his fill seeing D. Kyuubi as she was had done more then just brought out the feral hunter he had always been, but a deep strong desire to reach the same heights of power.
Sasori emerged from the Garganta onto the streets around the destroyed Karakura Hospital. He looks around at the death and destruction, and breathes in the scent. The thought of now being able to watch destruction like this fills him with joy. No longer trapped in that forsaken desert, he can now roam free, and prey on these poor creatures unbound. He takes a moment to bask in the feel of earth and then sets out to hunt for the taste he couldn’t find in Hueco Mundo. That of still living souls, vibrant and still full of life. His mouth salivates at the thought of the taste he will soon enjoy.
Health 175/175 | Spirit Energy 60/60 | Clarity 14 | Movement Speed 26
Word Count for Post: 110 x 2 = 220 Word Count Total for Character: 1166
Posted: Mon May 11, 2020 7:25 am
Grinning Jack stepped deftly through the Garganta opened by the new hollow, his smile never fading. This place was completely destroyed, broken down to rubble by the hollows that had come here before them. The sight was beautiful. Grinning Jack wanted to weep, but instead, he tilted his head back and cackled like a wild beast.
”Such wanton destruction! Such base violence! Let us add to the chaos, shall we~?”
There were humans skittering about, most of them completely unaware to the predators that now walked among them, like wolves in the sheeps’ pen. The new hollow was hungry for blood, that much was obvious. He wanted to devour these people like so much meat. The world was made of meat and mouths. It was clear what this hollow had chosen.
Jack’s tastes were somewhat different. Where the unfamiliar was concerned with the flesh of these people, who were already suffering so much, Jack wanted to take this memory from them, and treasure it. They would suffer no more, with the memory of the destruction of their town so mercifully taken from them, by one who would treasure it always.
Grinning Jack breathed in deeply, the reishi from this place bracing him so pleasantly. The memories came flooding to his mind. A small playing child. A tough day at work. A sick grandmother. The memories and the thoughts mingled together as Jack closed his eyes in rapture.
After a few moments of this, he turned to his companion.
Sasori glances about the area, watching the few humans left wandering about the destruction. Such complete and total destruction was beautiful. Such death would have been glorious to behold. And getting to add to it will also be glorious. His tail curls over his head in anticipation. Without responding to his companion, he starts to set upon the various humans. He rips into them with a savage ferocity, the humans never seeing it coming as they start to get torn to shreds. His tail stings the ones near him, paralyzing them until he gets a chance to devour them so they can’t run.
Health 200/200 | Spirit Energy 70/70 | Clarity 16 | Movement Speed 36
Word Count for Post: 103 x 1.5 = 154 Word Count Total for Character: 1320
Posted: Tue May 12, 2020 7:07 am
Myriad watched in morbid curiosity as the hollow began to tear into the humans gathered here, many of them so blind to the spiritual world they couldn’t even see what it was that killed them! Humans died in a pray of gore, and Myriad watched as it happened. This hollow was perhaps more cruel than he had imagined. This was not the pathetic creature, killing small fledling hollows in the wastes. This was a predator, bathing in the blood of his prey. Grinning Jack was grinning indeed.
As the other hollow egan to tear into the humans gathered here physically, Jack let loose with another garganta, sucking the life force out of the gathered crowd en-masse. The flood of memories filled Jack with a rapture that nearly brought him to his knees. Grinning Jack was in his element.
Some of the humans tried to run, and with a swipe of a clawed hand, they were scattered to the pavement like chum. Myriad cackled like a wild beast as they continued to pull spirit energy from the skittering masses of human prey. It had been so long since Myriad had allowed themself the pleasure of hunting on Earth. It was exhilarating. Some foolish humans ran his way, not seeing him for their lack of spiritual senses, and they were cut down summarily. The ones who did not come close to his scythe were instead deprived of their memories and spiritual energy through the gonzui. It was glorious.
Sasori tore through humans, reveling in devouring the souls of the living, instead of the souls of those already dead. Eventually, he had his fill as the humans left in the area were wiped out. For now at least, though he knew later he would hunger for more. Blood coated his chelicerae and he shook his head to remove some of it. He then started to look around for something to fulfill his other want. He started to look for entertainment, some form of amusement. He began to walk down one of the various surrounding streets, exploring the area, looking for something to alleviate boredom with. He starts to make his way towards the edge of town.
Health 200/200 | Spirit Energy 70/70 | Clarity 16 | Movement Speed 36
Word Count for Post: 117 x 1.5 = 175 Word Count Total for Character: 1,495
Posted: Fri May 15, 2020 7:32 am
Myriad watched in mild amusement as this hollow continued his rampage through the hordes of innocents. Before long, as hollows were wont to do, he became bored, and began looking for different entertainment, his appetite seemingly satisfied, at least for the time being. Hollows were suck fickle creatures, Myriad thought, as he watched this hollow go in search for new entertainment. Suddenly, he had an idea!
Within an instant, Myriad’s form changed to another of his more sinister personas, that of The White Rabbit. When he spoke now, his voice was a hoarse, cruel whisper.
”Let’s go play at the park…” The laugh that came out of Myriad now was not the same laugh that he had made earlier. There was no joy in this laugh, only killer intent.
Sasori takes wary notice of his companion’s change in appearance and tone of voice, but says nothing about it. “The town’s park you say? That does sound like there could be some entertainment to be found there.” His voice contains no trace of cruelty, instead it speaks of boredom. And a hint of hope that the boredom should soon end. He looks around the streets, trying to remember the direction to the town park. His tail curls and uncurls as he does so, and his chelicerae twitch in and out. Eventually, he picks one at random and starts walking down the street.
Health 200/200 | Spirit Energy 70/70 | Clarity 16 | Movement Speed 36
Word Count for Post: 102 x 2.5 = 255 Word Count Total for Character: 1,750
After walking down the chosen street for a bit, Sasori stops and looks around for the other Hollow, who hasn’t said anything in a bit even though they were quite talkative. The other, very strange Hollow seems to have disappeared. He stops, wary now of this change in events. He heard nothing, and has no sense of there being others around. Not liking the disappearance of one he was with, he decides it will be better to return to Hueco Mundo for now, and return when perhaps it seems safer. Perhaps when he has formed a group with another hollow. He turns and with a slash of his hand, opens a garganta back to Hueco Mundo and enters, the portal snapping shut behind him.
[Exit to Muchos]
Health 275/275 | Spirit Energy 95/95 | Clarity 21 | Movement Speed 66
Word Count for Post: 124 x 2 = 248 Word Count Total for Character: 1,998
Taida slowly walks to one of the more heavily destroyed areas of the town, the local hospital. He looks around as he does, mapping out the areas in his head. He sees crews of people trying to fix up the place. Hospitals are important to normal people, right? He should help them out with that, it would be the decent thing to do. He quietly slips in among the crews and helps out with various tasks that didn’t require much strength. He also applies some basic first aid he learned in the military to the few that needed it. However, the amount that needed it was sadly small. It seems a great many people died in the destruction here. From what he hears from the people helping rebuild and clear the area, a series of earthquakes and odd sudden building failures caused the destruction to the town. However, a few people whispered of strange monsters causing the destruction to the hospital. However, these few where not taken seriously by the other people working on the hospital, so Taida doesn’t put any worth to their words.
Health 100/100 & 125/125| Spirit Energy 55/55 & 50/50 | Clarity 8 & 11 | Movement Speed 4
Word Count for Post: 185 x 2 = 370 Word Count Total for Character: 1,794
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Upon entering the realm of the World of the living, Ryuuka, otherwise known as D. Kyuubi felt the power of those fighting off in the center of Karakura Town. It mattered little to her about the problems they were facing as anyone who caused issues for the Soul Reapers in the realm were simply an ally of convenience of the time. 
