anime ya Bleach Bleach: The Clan War

blackpanther666 posted on Jan 18, 2012 at 12:28AM
Arc One: Aizen: The Beginning of the End

The beginning of this RP accounts for Aizen's disappearance from the Maggot's Nest and back to Hueco Mundo. Sosuke Aizen is planning to take over the Soul Society once more, by creating another Arrancar army. In reality, his goal is to steal the Ouken and use it to achieve passage into the Soul-King's dimension. Once again, the Soul Society are destined to try and stop him, lead by Captain-Commander Hitsugaya and the other 12 Captains. The appearance of a strange man, who saved a Seated officer, was to be their salvation... He was powerful, enough so to kill an Arrancar and then, later, an Espada. But, they learned that the name of his Zanpakuto was akin to that of a God.

Arc Two: Soul Society: The God's Realm.

The second is about the pseudo-shinigami, women and men with powers similar to Raijin's, where they each possess the capability of using these 'God-like' powers. Unfortunately, their existence has attracted the attention of a group of 'Radical' Gods, that believe existence of the pseudo-shinigami is unwarranted and wish to cleanse the Universe of them. The Radicals are lead by Ajisukitakahikone, Raijin's God, and the reason for his Zanpakutou's existence; Ajisukitakahikone had spent so much of his life feeling unloved by his father and brother, that he and Takemikazuchi, his other brother, decided to form a group of Gods to rebel against the other Gods.

Arc Three: Aizen: Revenge.

Aizen is planning to destroy the Soul-King's dimension and eradicate the Soul Society from existence. Only Raijin Masamune, with the help of the Gotei 13, can stop this from happening. All of their efforts are now focused on apprehending and executing Sosuke Aizen for good. With the help of each of the divisions among the Gotei 13, everyone is now underway to learn more about Aizen's activities and find information taht will conclude what his plan to enter the Soul Society is.

Filler Arc: The Kasumioji clan are being manipulated from within by a man with a powerful intellect and a major hatred of the Shinigami from the Seireitei. While this is going on, the other noble houses are protecting the existence of the Diadem, a powerful artifact, that could possess the secret of Kido and knowledge of Futo Minoriko, the first person to develop Kido. Together these two occurences will shape a new destiny for the Soul Society.

[Just to make a note, but the Third Arc will be Aizen's dramatic return... It will be called Aizen: Revenge Arc. Should be interesting. XD]

Rules

1. In a battle, there are to be no cheap shots that result in a one-hit kill.

2. No ridiculous over-powering of characters and abilities, otherwise there is no point in having a fair RP.

3. Play fair.

4. If you want to be a Visored, then you really have to spin me an exceptionally good story of how it occured and it really has to believable, otherwise I'll tell you to get naffed.

5. If you want to leave the RP for good, or you anticipate being away for a few days, try and work it into the story.

6. Follow my rules, otherwise I'll ask you to leave.

7. No trolls! I hate people who go on forums just make a nuisance of themselves. If you do that on here, I'll get rather annoyed and ask you UNKINDLY to leave.

8. If someone is going to be away for more than two days and cannot post, then we skip their turn and they get to post on their next turn. This is to make sure the forum doesn't get held up too much. We still have a fair bit of stuff to cover and I'd appreciate some good stuff coming in consistently XD. But, seriously, this will help keep the forum up and running. Cheers everyone :)

9. Listen to Whiteflame, he's the most experienced at RPing on here.

10. If you wish to join, don't just start posting on here. Ask first, then post your character onto 'New Characters for the Clan War' forum.


This is the Posting Order:

Whiteflame
Wantadog
Me
Exorcist
Frost
Zordaik
Kage-No-Asagiri
Gaia

(Shukun...?)


N.B.

Current Shinigami Captains:

Squad One - Toshiro Hitsugaya (Captain-Commander)

-[Vice-Captain]: Vasare Buigetsu

Squad Two: Soi Fon (Exorcist)

-[Vice-Captain]: Aikido Omaeda (Exorcist)

Squad Three: Kogase Sonoyuushi (Able to be replaced)

-[Vice-Captain]: Nami Tigrase

Squad Four: Isane Kotetsu (Someone may command this Captaim)

-[Vice-Captain]: Hanataro Yamada

Squad Five: Momo Hinamori (Replaceable, or usable character)

-[Vice-Captain] Anike Nimatsu

Squad Six: Azusa Kuchiki (Exorcist)

-[Vice-Captain]: Corwen Heyne (Exorcist)

Squad Seven: Sajin Komamura (Replaceable or usable character)

-[Vice-Captain]: Tetsusaemon Iba

Squad Eight: Shunsui Kyoraku

-[Vice-Captain]: Nana'o Ise

Squad Nine: Tsubaki Tokugawa (Exorcist)

-[Vice-Captain]: Kazuma Uesugi (Exorcist)

Squad Ten: Rangiku Matsumoto (Replaceable or usable character)

-[Vice-Captain]: *Masabei Ikarase*

Squad Eleven: (Vacant)

-[Vice-Captain]: Kirodzuki Namase

Squad Twelve: Hideaki

-[Vice-Captain]: Ogodei

Squad Thirteen: (Vacant)

-[Vice-Captain]: Rukia Kuchiki (Temporary Squad Leader)

Surviving Espada:

Number One: Ulquiorra Schiffer

Number Two: Raiden Anteras

Number Three: Coyote Starrk

Number Four: Grimmjow Jaegerjacques

Number Five: Aguantar Espina

Number Six: Idoya Onda

Number Seven: Nero Lanca

Number Eight: Cyrus Sataros

Number Nine: *Vacant* (Anyone?)

Number Ten: Cloud Sparrk

Rogue Squad:

Commander: Raijin Masamune (Me)

Vice-Commander: Isamu Sato(Kevy)

Kido/Combat Specialist: Renee Chevalier (Whiteflame)

Combat Specialist: Mishiranu Rikou (Wantadog)

Kido/Combat Specialist: Bukimi Nikushimi (Wantadog?)

Medical/Kido Specialist: Toku Mujaki (Wantadog)

Combat Specialist: Johan Pesaro (Exorcist)

Kido Specialist: Cadence (Whiteflame)

Combat Specialist: Kowareta (Wantadog?)


I think this should do, that way we can keep track of who's who and whether they are alive or dead. If I haven't included a character and you know which one, please message and me tell me so I can update it to here.

We are now in the depths of re-visiting Sosuke Aizen and his deviant slaves - the Arrancars, Espada and Hollows. From this point, until the filler, the forum will be completely focused on the fighting between the Soul Society's Gotei 13 and Aizen and his Arrancars.
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
I, too, am bored, and wish to express...something. Skit time :D

Exorcist: (Is still running with his tail between is legs as Bluebell chases him) Cease this at once, you effeminate creation of human imagination!

Bluebell: (gets even angrier) Effeminate? I AM a girl, you cultural anomaly! I know about you creating all those characters for this forum on your spare time! You intend to replace me, don’t you?

Exorcist: What? NEVER! I’m just anticipating the possibility that you…er…

Bluebell: ‘er…’ what? Are you anticipating my death or something?

Exorcist:…Can I lie?

Bluebell: (her fury explodes around her in a blazing inferno of her reiatsu that sends Exorcist on his back) I’ll kill you!!!

Whiteflame: Watch out! (rams right into Bluebell, knocking her to the ground) Sorry, sorry, didn’t see you.

Bluebell: Ugh… (faints)

Exorcist: (pats Whiteflame on the shoulder) Thank god for irony. Thanks Whiteflame, I was in trouble.

Whitelfame: (distracted) Uh, yeah, no prob. Uh, listen, I kinda have a problem myself…

Acelin: Found you!!

Whiteflame: Agh! What do you keep following me?!

Acelin: Duel me!!!

Exorcist: Is that a ghost? Cool, you’re being haunted by the character you killed off!

Whiteflame: Not cool! He wants to kill me!

Exorcist: Don’t worry about it, I’m called Exorcist for a reason.

Acelin: Because you refuse to tell people your real name?

Whiteflame: Yeah, is that supposed to sound cool? It’s kind of lame, dude.

Exorcist: (glares) You know what…I think I forgot my exorcising gear at home…

Acelin: Down with Whiteflame!

Whiteflame: Damnit, no!!!! (Runs off with Acelin chasing after him again)

Wantadog: Why ARE you called exorcist?

Exorcist: Dear mother of Jesus!!! You scared me! You’re a sneaky little ninja, aren’t you?

Wantadog: Guilty as charged.

Exorcist: So you want to know the secret behind my name, eh? Give me five seconds (draws a rosary from his pocket and holds it up) Seraphic magic, activate! Wings of Icarus! (In a burst of white light, Exorcist shoots into the air like a rocket and vanishes in the distance)

Wantadog: (dumbfounded) …Uhmm…what?

Exorcist: (crashes to the ground behind Wantadog like a meteor and stands erect quickly with a salute) I have returned!

Wantadog: That was fast… (Notices BP groaning on the ground, sitting up painfully) BP? What are you doing here?

BP: Dying. What the heck was that, Exorcist?

Exorcist: A display of my awesome power! (laughs with his head toward the sky, arms back)

Wantadog: Aren’t exorcists supposed to kill demons?

Exorcist: (stops laughing and looks at Wantadog) ….

Wantadog: ……….

BP: …………….

Bluebell: …………………………..

Exorcist: (Glances at Bluebell and jumps in shock) You’re awake!

Bluebell: Really? No way?! (kicks Exorcist in the crotch and he collapses) Jerk…

BP/Wantadog: ………………………

Raijin: Die! (slams electricity into the ground around them all)
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
LOL!!!!!!!! Oh wow, I think my laughter for the morning has been fulfilled already... Nice skit, Exorcist. XD
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
laugh
Takuma, Hideaki, and Kogase stood off to the side, watching the display of creators and their creations.

Takuma: Anyone ever feel like you’ve been left out?

Kogase: Yeah, almost like the story has moved in a completely different direction?

Hideaki: I don’t know what you guys are talking about, but this is an amazing social experiment. You realize that imaginary beings are attacking real people right now?

Takuma brushed him off: It’s really too much. I mean, weren’t WE the main story not so long ago? What happened?

Kogase: I know what you mean. Feels like someone left us out. You think we should get in on this?

Takuma: Well, I’m thinking about it, gives us something to do, might influence them to start including us again… I mean, come on, Renee’s gotten more attention than all of the other captains combined in the last several pages, and she’s not even a captain anymore!

Kogase: I know what you mean, but this fight’s sort of… hypnotic. Almost like watching a game of tennis or something.

*Whiteflame screams from out of sight. BP yells “FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, HELP ME!”*

Takuma: Yeah, all that’s really missing is the commentators on the side of the court.

Hideaki: If imaginary creatures can fight their creators like this, perhaps imaginary workers can assist me in my lab! I’ll have to draw up the specs-

*Bluebell kicks Exorcist repeatedly in the crotch*

Kogase: *speaking in an announcer voice* And the ball goes long! Advantage Bluebell!

*Raijin starts maniacally throwing lightning at everything in sight*

Takuma: *trying to emulate the same voice* And it seems we have a new entry into the field, but he’s using a non-regulation racket. We’re going to check with the line judge… *sees Whiteflame flailing wildly as he sought to avoid another slash* The line judge has OK’d it!

Fazoodle: What the hell is going on in h-!

He was interrupted when Bukimi slipped out of the shadows behind him, wrapping an arm around his neck.

Bukimi: Now tell me, what is this business of me losing the very first fight you put me in so badly?

Fazoodle tried to respond, but was having so much trouble breathing that he began to double over instead. Bukimi didn’t seem to care.

Hideaki: *using a high pitched voice that was nothing like an announcer* Too many players on the field! Red card!

Takuma: …Do you have something in your throat?

Kogase: …Do you even know what tennis is?

Hideaki: Sure, it’s the game with the giant H at each end of the field and a black and white checkered ball.

Takuma: …

Kogase: …

*Fazoodle’s choking to death in front of them*

Hideaki: Well, I know they yell “GOAL” a lot, don’t they!?

Takuma put an arm around him: Sure they do, buddy. Sure they do.

He said this while shaking his head at Kogase. Echoes of pain, surprise, and yelling punctuate their mundane conversation.

Whiteflame: *frenzied* Why isn't anyone doing anything?

Ethereal Acelin: No one cares about you, now get back here so that I can get rid of that unsightly head of yours!

Whiteflame dodges another slash, desperately wanting to keep his head where it was.

Wantadog: ...Kinda feel left out too now. Not that I'm complaining...
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
laugh
Might as well continue the chain................


Raijin: Die you bastard!!!

BP: (dodges barely) Holy crap! gotta run! (BP runs about 30 feet before Raijin catches him and drags him away.) Ahh!

Bluebell: Wow...I feel pretty bad for BP right now...

Wantadog: I feel pretty bad for Excorcist's little exorcist's...

Exorcist: (groans) Wantadog, you bastard...(groans)

(Toku walks in)

Toku: Yo guys! Whats going on here? (looks around at everyone, ending with the sight of Exorcist in the fetal position clutching his groin)

Wantadog: I have no idea?...This started out as a skit, but now it's starting to feel more like we just smashed random sentences together hoping they'll be funny...

Bluebell: Speak for yourself. The other ones were pretty well written. You're just hoping yours turns out okay!

Wantadog: Bingo! Speaking of which....where did Whiteflame get off to?

(Whiteflame in distance running from Acelin)

(Toku points) There he is!

Bluebell: Wow he can run fast...Think we should go help him?

Wantadog: Think we should go get a camera?

Whiteflame: Wantadog, you bastard!

(Exorcist slowly gets up, gingerly massaging himself) Why the hell did you do that Bluebell?!

Bluebell: You asked for it.

Exorcist: (Glares and turns towards Wantadog) What about you?

Wantadog: What about me?

Exorcist: How come your the only one that hasn't had anything bad happen to yet hmm? That doesn't seem fair!

Wantadog: Simple. I keep good control over my characters.

(Mishiranu walks in angrily) Oh really?

Wantadog:.....crap....(runs away quickly)

Mishiranu: Control this!

Exorcist: There goes Wantadog...(receives another sharp kick in nuts.) Why!!!!

Bluebell: You asked for it.

(Voice from distance) Ha!!

Exorcist: Wantadog, you bastard...
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
smile
Wow, I had no idea the skits were going to continue on for so long... And here I was just writing one because I had nothing to do last night, now it has turned into some kind of tradition lol. Man, you guys crack me up, so much. XD
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
laugh
How do you guys come up with this?
Funny stuff guys xD
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
big smile
Lol, simply through boredom and trying to kill time when nothing else is happening, XD.

(How are you, Fazoodle?)
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
big smile
Aww, BP did a C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
Lol, not necessarily true... I still have some stuff left.

Bp: Ow! I can't believe I have to defend myself against a fictional character. True irony, right there.

Raijin: Shut up, fool! Draw your Zanpakuto, I've been waiting for this for a very long time.

Bp: Meh, really? You have nothing better to do than attack the person who created you, huh... Oh well, I will draw it then.

(Bp draws Zanpakuto)

Bp: Rise against, Kasipoka!

(The Zanpakuto changes, with a burst of bright reiatsu; when it clears, Bp is holding a fire-poker. Kasipoka ['fire-poker'])

Raijin, eyes wide: T-that's your Zanpakuto...? (Bursts into laughter, rolling on the floor laughing, as the idiom goes, or maybe it is irony.)

Raijin: Strike from the thunderous realms above, Ajisukita!

Bp: Uh, oh... Maybe I'll just run away again... See ya!

(Bp escapes out of the door and runs away, to god knows where)

Wantadog: I could see that coming from a mile away

Whiteflame, struggling with Acelin: Dammit, guys! Help me, please... (His voices fades away, as Acelin grabs him in a choke hold, surprising, considering that Acelin is ethereal)
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
[Vision or Dream? / Enter, Kuchiki!!]

Building…Creating…Forming…Crafting…M­aki­ng…­All come from within the heart and manifest through the mind. Nothing is created without the creator having thought of it. Everything in this world is born from the imagination of either a divine will or a sentient being, either out of necessity or instinct. If they don’t wish for something to be as it is, often it is not. The opposite is also; there is more that does not exist than there is that does exist. As such, creativity plays a major factor in taking what does not exist and creating it. If the mind behind the creation lacks the incentive and resolve, there is no reason for the result to be as he wished it to be—it never had an intention.

Do you lack the resolve?


Isaac’s eyes snapped open and he found himself staring at the blue sky above. It took him a moment to remember what had happened. He’d used his manifestation ability, Logos, consistently during the training and was beginning to slip. For some reason, none of his creations were turning out how they should. He hadn’t mastered it as it was, but for some reason he was really slipping. His head had finally started to feel cluttered and threatened to make him pass out in the middle of sparring before he finally accepted that he had to lie down and sleep.

From the looks of it, Bluebell was able to handle things just fine without him. She’d created three clones for Makoto, Lǜshī, and Kowareta—one for each. She ordered Makoto’s clone to use Sonikku Rasen constantly against him so neither would have to hold back as they participated in aerial combat, relentlessly trading blow, trying to recreate the sensation Makoto had experienced earlier. Bluebell was standing behind Lǜshī’ and Kowareta’s clones, giving them orders as they fought together against Lǜshī and Kowareta in unison, using the two’s lack of unity against them to drive them into a corner forcefully. Isaac had to admit, the idea wasn’t half bad. At least, it looked good on paper. But he could see for himself that it had yet to work. None of the three were using the manifestations to fight just yet.

It had already been three days. They were beginning to lose time.

Isaac stood up and grabbed his nodachi from beside him in the grass, thrusting it into his belt. He needed to get his act together himself. He needed to understand why he couldn’t use his manifestation properly, and fast. He would have preferred to speak with his goddess personally and inquire about it, but she hadn’t responded to him at all, as of late. She was usually a very reasonable person, if blunt at times, so he could only imagine that something serious was occupying her at the moment. He needed to find the answers for himself.

With that, he released his sword into shikai and laid the top of the axe blade against the ground, gripping the handle firmly as he slipped into a trace for zanshin.

[In Soul Society]

Captain Shunsui Kyoraku strode across the grassy garden of a particularly large manor with his arms folded within his haori, a mellow expression on his face. No one was around, a fact that seemed to please him. He silently stepped onto the wooden structure of the manor and began poking his heads into several room, sliding the doors open and closed as carefully as he could, leaving no tracks. His bit him bottom lip in mild irritation as he considered the possibility that what he was looking for wasn’t in this portion of the manor, and was somewhere deeper inside. Would infiltrating really be that worth it?

“Can I help you find something…Captain Kyoraku?”

“Ah, Kuchiki!” Kyoraku smiled sheepishly as he turned and found a barefoot woman standing behind him with a stoic expression. She had dark grey eyes and short curls the color of lilac sticking out from underneath the hood of the cowl she wore, which laid over her a familiar looking white sleeveless jacket and shuhakusho. She was barefoot and sported arm and ankle bands that sported an assortment of expensive jewels that showed her wealthy upbringing. “I was hoping to run into you! I have never gotten the chance to speak with you about your deceased older brother so long ago, or his vice-captain, who also passed away.”

“If you only wished to speak with me about such trivial things, you would have gone about finding me in a different manner aside from breaking and entering.” Azusa Kuchiki responded coldly. “Why are you here?”

“Honestly…” Kyoraku sighed as he tipped his straw hat over his eyes. “I didn’t ‘break’ anything. I was just driven by some curiosity. Can’t you give a senior captain a break?”

“Perhaps, depending on why you invaded the property of a noble family.”

Kyoraku observed Azusa quietly for a moment. He’d only passed by her once before since her appointment as the new captain of squad 6, but he’d only gotten the fleeting impression that she was just her Byakuya and Ginrei; cold and dry to a fault. She was the 29th head of the Kuchiki clan and the first woman to acquire the position, as well as the only real family vice-captain Rukia Kuchiki of the 13th squad had left.
But despite the weight of her position, she didn’t seem to bear it solemnly. Rather, the coldness in his eyes was only for Kyoraku. No doubt she had been told all about him by her brother. Considering the position he’d been found in, there was no point in trying to contest it, Kyoraku thought dryly.
Even so, it had been worth it. He had come for the sole purpose of seeing her up close. He certainly would have liked to catch a glimpse of some of the artifacts the noble family was in possession of, but he knew that continuing on with that intent would be vain.

“Never mind, never mind.” Kyoraku sighed as he stepped around Captain Kuchiki, heading back the way he came. “I’m happy to see you were able to catch me so quickly, though. In this job, you need to be sharp.”

“Sharp enough to see you trying to save face?” Captain Kuchiki added slyly with a raised eyebrow. Kyoraku chuckled as he raised a hand up in farewell nonchalantly.

“I’ll show myself out.” He assured as he vanished from sight with shunpo. Azusa Kuchiki sighed in exasperation.

“How does one remain captain for so long and still hold no principles?” She muttered to herself darkly as she turned and continued on walking.
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By the way, are we going to be killing of Lushi as well, since Frost is gone? And don't mind the second part too much, I just felt the urge to introduce my character and completely ignore the currently time line XD

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Exorcist: Screw this all! I'm tired of my male parts being treated like a soccer ball! At this rate, I won't be able to have children! (raises hands up) I summon thee!!! Isaac!

Isaac: Whoa, I'm finally being used in one of these skits?

Bluebell: Not that it matters. We all know you're too terrified of me to actually attack me.

Isaac: This is true.

Exorcist: I hate you both...

Azusa: Blame yourself, you created them like this. Maybe it is you who has the problems?

Corwin: Agreed. I mean, he created us two with the clear intention of not straying too far from the same personality combination Byakuya and Renji have in the anime/manga. He must have been lazy while writing about us.

Exorcist: Not true! You both have very intricate personalities that fold and connect with one another in a way that transcends the anime's sixth squad. Besides, Azusa talks more than Byakuya.

Azusa: What is THAt supposed to mean, exactly?

Bluebell: It means he's a self-incriminating bastard who has no problem pointing out the flaws in his own characters, despite giving us emotion and feeling. Except Isaac. He seems to be fond of him.

Exorcist: I deny this. His personality is borderline emo.

All: .....

Exorcist: Glare at me if you will, I do not tell lies!!!

???: (Body is hidden in a giant blur, as if censored out) Perhaps you should try to just not talk, rather than lie?

Exorcist: Wha--hey!! They don't even know you exist yet!

???: Yes, but you are a plot ruining bastard. For the time being, I am acting as your conscience who guides you.

Exorcist: Really?

???: Yes, and for the time being, I advise you to run.

All: (carrying large maces, bats, and other bludgeons) DOWN WITH THE SOCIALIST!!!!

Exorcist: Dear god!! (runs away while being chased by the mob) POOOOOOUUUUUURRRRRRQQQQUUUUOOOOOOIIIIIIIII­I??­???
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
[Sukai no hogo-sha's Concern]

It was in the middle of the night, Kiyoshi was sleeping as Sukai no hogo-sha appears before him. He floated over to Kiyoshi and sat next to him.

Sukai no hogo-sha: Please wake up Kiyoshi, I must speak with you.

Kiyoshi begins to wake up, as he opens his eyes, he wakes up to see Sukai no hogo-sha sitting next to him. He let out a yawn and sat up to face his Zanpakuto spirit.

Kiyoshi: Sukai no hogo-sha?

Sukai no hogo-sha faced him, but he seemed to have a concerned expression on his face.

Kiyoshi yawning: Is something wrong Sukai?

Sukai no hogo-sha: I wanted to talk to you about the voice that we heard earlier.

Kiyoshi: The voice of my god?

Sukai no hogo-sha: Indeed. You're making progress quickly Kiyoshi, but, I'm going to tell you something about the gods.

Kiyoshi: What about them?

Sukai no hogo-sha: Gods are ruthless, and they are always in conflict with eachother. It is quite possible that certian deitys might dislike or even hate another, creating a reason for them to fight. There is no telling what these "Gods" could influence someone to do...

Kiyoshi: Sukai..., what is it that you're trying to say to me?

Sukai no hogo-sha closed his eyes: What I'm trying to say is, if your god told you to kill another Pseudo-Shinigami, because the said Pseudo-Shinigami possesed the powers of the God that rivals your god, what would you do?

The question left Kiyoshi speachless, it was about 20 seconds before Kiyoshi made a sound. Sukai no hogo-sha opened his eyes again and turned to face Kiyoshi again.

Sukai no hogo-sha: It's just something that concerns me Kiyoshi, you see, Gods can be quite persuasive. I'd hate to see the Kiyoshi I know, do something he would not normaly do. All I'm saying is, be cautious.

Sukai no hogo-sha disappeared and left Kiyoshi to think about the questions that were given to him.

Kiyoshis thoughts: (What would I do...? Would I be so easily persuaded by my god? What if he is in eternal conflict with another god)?

He thought hard for a few seconds, then he shook his head.

Kiyoshi was still in thought: (I guess confronting my Deity would be the only way to find out...).

-[To Be Continued]-

Btw, I'm doing fine, thanks for asking Bp :)
And one other thing, is anyone else having horrid lag on Fp and Meebo or is it just me?
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
@Another funny skit at the end, Exorcist... I enjoyed that part too, especially the bit: 'Down with the socialist, lol.

@Fazoodle, nice post dude and you're welcome. Nope, my Fanpop is actually working fine for once. Sorry to hear you are having troubles with it.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
[Revenge! Renji's Death, Avenged?]

(Raijin strolls through the trees, noting that a batlle had taken place here recently, though he wasn't sure what kind of battle it had been; whether it had involved the Radicals, or the Shinigami. Raijin had heard from Gaishima and Shishira that the Shinigami had exiled some Shinigami, or pseudo-Shinigami, whatever they were. Apparently Captain Chevalier had been among them, somewhat harsh, considering the loss of her Vice-Captain, Acelin, during the Hueco Mundo battle. Raijin stops suddenly, noticing a block of ice, which is slowly melting. There is a shape hidden among the fractured pieces and shards, one that resembles someone Raijin had been interested in meeting once more. Suddenly, the shape begins to struggle, then, with a upsurge of reiatsu, the shape burst free from the ice, shattering large pieces and sending shards flying everywhere. The was of the Vasto Lordes that had killed Renji. He looks slightly different, though, noting that his hair is different and he is only wearing half a mask.)

'You! I'll kill you!'

(Raijin jumps into the air, being followed by the Vasto Lordes. Raijin stops and stands firm, his reiatsu beginning to rise slowly, but surely. The Vasto Lordes looks at him and roars loudly, the steam from his hitting the cold air around them. Raijin glares at him, but keeps his temper in check.)

'Who are you?!'

Raijin stares, stunned. 'You seem different from the last time we met... What has changed?'

'Aizen experimented on me. That bastard! I used to pity him, but now I absolutely hate him. Him and his foolish stooge, the former Shinigami! You know, it almost saddens me that I killed Renji, but I simply don't care anymore, I'm going to destroy everything!'

Raijin stares back in disgust. 'So you just give up, do you? You have Arrancar powers, that I can see now, but, if you were once a Shinigami, then you should be using those powers to protect the people you care about. Instead, you killed one person that you used to care about. You make me sick! I'm going to rid the world of your presence....'

'If you can... I'm not THAT weak, though.'

'Shut up, you freakin' bastard! You killed one of the few people I have ever had respect for, in my life, now you're gonna pay!'

(Raijin's reiatsu reaches boiling point and erupts in a violent flash of grey and yellow light, sweeping through everything around them and blowing viciously at Ichigo, whom Raijin had no doubt it was, pushing him backwards. Then Raijin leaps forward, almost half way through, he shunpos skillfully, slashing into the Arrancar's arm, then disappearing and renewing the attack from behind. Ichigo turns swiftly, catching the strike with his own Zanpakuto and deflecting it, then forces his own attack. Raijin snarls and flings the large, cleaver-like blade away and slices into the Arrancar's shoulder, his rage fuelling his power and concentration, and his desire for revenge. Ichigo howls in pain and swings his blade at Raijin, releasing a blue/black blast from the blade of the Zanpakuto, which careens at Raijin. Raijin snorts and holds his Zanpakuto in front of him, preparing to take the blast and block it with his Zanpakuto. The blast smashes into him and Ajisukita, pushing him backwards and then explodes into splinters of energy, burning him slightly and cutting into his arm. He doesn't feel the pain, instead he points his Zanpakuto at Ichigo.)

'Strike from the thunderous realms above, Ajisukita!' Raijin glows with a faint, grey aura around his body and his Zanpakuto flares yellow, spewing smoke everywhere and obscuring him from sight. The Zanpakuto lengthens and forms his Shikai, then two yellow bursts of energy surge forward, striking Ichigo, before he can move. Up above, the skies begin to cloud over, with light-grey clouds and it begins to drizzle. A low rumble of thunder alerts Raijin to the appearance of his Zanpakuto's special ability, the ability to manipulate the weather and cause a small thunder-storm. Gradually lightning begins to strike at Ichigo, who avoids the bolts with ease.

'You can't run forever! Hiraishin!' Raijin's Zanpakuto begins to absorb lightning energy and it glows blue, until Raijin pulls it away. He holds it up in front of him, shunpos, and slashes Ichigo through the stomach.

'Haretsu!'

(The explosion was massive. During his 'training' with Hageshii Raikouarashi, Raijin had learned that a Haretsu attack would be strengthened by Hiraishin in Shikai, but not in Bankai. This made Raijin feel more confident, while in Shikai, so he didn't always have to rely on his Bankai, though he could foresee having to use his Bankai this time, considering the other hadn't even released his Resurrec... 'Pierce the heavens, Tensa Zangetsu!!!' Everything around them exploded in a large wave of red and black and Ichigo stood before him, all injuries gone and a long, sleek black Zanpakuto held out in front of him. Raijin stood with anticipation, awaiting the coming storm. Ichigo suddenly disappeared, cutting through Raijin's arm, before he could even move and then came back again, slamming his head into the ground.)

-To Be Continued-
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
Heh, always good to see a fight with Ichigo in here, especially when he's not being his normal self. Great post.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
Thanks dude. I'll be posting the rest later, the true Bankai of Raijin, which he discovered during his 'wee' scuffle with Hageshii Raikouarashi. I'll probably start on that now, actually. XD
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
Old fools.

Pele could do little more than fume over her predicament. She should never have asked them for permission. None of them understood. None of them wanted to understand. And yet she’d gone to them, honoring her “venerable” elder gods.

Gods who would sit on their hands and do nothing.

She sat in a small room, barely large enough for her to sit with her knees pulled up against her. She hadn’t been placed in chains, though those would have done little good. The only exit was directly above her head, though she could no more force it open than penetrate the smooth surfaces that surrounded her.

Kū should have understood. Kū should have listened. And yet he had been the first to denounce her.

She had spent days in this degrading cage, watching the outside world through a single slit in the entryway, which was hardly enough to allow in the little sunlight that could reach her prison.

They wanted to break her. She would not oblige them. She was stronger than this, stronger than them.

Suddenly, a grinding noise came from overhead, and the large stone covering over her peeled back. She could not see who had come to take her, as it took time to adjust to the flood of light. But she soon learned from her voice.

Nāmaka: Please, don’t do this Pele! Lay aside your foolish pride and submit to the will of the Great Gods!

Pele sighed: Pleasure to see you too, sister.

Nāmaka: Damn you Pele, this is not a game! This is not a simple exercise of your rebelliousness!

Pele’s eyes had come into focus. Her sister’s was gowned in a dress of sheer blue silk sewn with more pearls than she could count. Her eyes were like pearls themselves, white with a shine that had made her the jewel of her parent’s own eyes. At least, she had been, while their parents were alive.

Pele: Just take me to them. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?

Nāmaka gave her one last despairing look before becoming frustrated. She pulled Pele out of her cell and pushed her to move. Pele stumbled for a bit before regaining her posture – she hadn’t stretched out in days, let alone walked.

Pele didn’t hate her sister. They had never gotten along, as sisters are sometimes wont to do, but all the more so because the elements they presided over were opposites. Nāmaka was a sea goddess, and therefore opposed her at every turn. Still, she didn’t bear her any enmity. Each cherished the other. That was why she was so concerned. They had lost their parents, and Nāmaka couldn’t bear losing her sister.

She might have to.

She let Nāmaka lead her to the meeting chamber. The scenery around her had always been beautiful, covered in the native flora of the Hawaiian islands, a testament to the life giving force of volcanic eruptions. Beauty and death rolled into one. Still, her sister’s presence wasn’t completely dismissed here. Waterfalls and rivers streamed across its length, many of those leading straight to, or from, the ocean.

The chamber itself was a large, cylindrical structure of pink-white marble, smooth throughout, and the doors themselves stood almost as tall as the 50 feet of the structure. They were huge and heavy, so much so that she had to grunt and push into it hard in order to move one. The air inside smelled stale, and dust was raised from every step she took. This room hadn’t been used for decades, but somehow, it felt appropriate to her. The people inside were no less relics than the room itself.

Kāne, Kū, Lono and Kanaloa were seated upon a dais at the far end of the room, each with a high seat behind a wide desk that extended from one end of the room to the other along the far wall. These four gods were the central pillar that held up their society, and they were the four men who directed almost all of the actions of the Hawaiian gods. Too bad they were afraid of their own shadows.

Kāne wore a wreath of leaves with red flowers about his head, as well as a collar of palm fronds that draped over his bare chest. His long black hair extended down past his shoulders, lying unkempt. He had piercing black eyes and brown skin.

Kū wore garb befitting a warrior, including a headdress of parrot feathers (covering a bald and gleaming head), leather armor, and a variety of war paints that covered his face and arms. His feathered spear lay across the desk before him. His eyes were a cool green, and his skin a much darker brown.

Lono, as per usual, wore a hat of monstrous proportions, at least as tall as himself. It was a multitiered thing of wood that looked more like a set of shelves, and was sheathed at the bottom in cloth. His clothing bore much of the same ostentation, gold and red silk lining every portion of his obese form. The cuffs of his sleeves were massively extended, draping so far off his arms that they extended across and off the desk before him. His skin was the most pale of the bunch, only a light tint of brown, and his eyes were hazel and unfocused.

Kanaloa was covered in sea life. Squids and octopi latched themselves to his arms, shoulders and bare chest, even a starfish latched onto the side of his head. His short black hair hung down just past his ears, drooping as though it had just been washed. Long beads of all sorts covered his neck and most of his chest, and he always seemed to have a hand among them, twisting them about his fingers.

All of them appeared to be middle-aged men of great renown and intelligence, and all of them were actually worthless old buffoons.

Kāne: Have you come to your senses yet, child?

Pele chafed at the mention of her as a “child.” She was hardly that – a full woman grown for centuries, and easily capable of making her own decisions. Still, she bit back the dozens of retorts that came to mind.

Pele: I have not changed my mind, elder. Nor will another week in that cell change it for me.

Lono: She means to ensure our destruction, to embroil us in a war over mortals. She certainly has lost her mind.

She couldn’t help but notice that Lono refused to talk to her, and instead chose to talk about her. He didn’t consider her course more than a trivial whim, something he had long since learned to distance himself from. He would learn.

Pele: I mean to give us meaning again. Destruction appears to be what you crave.

Lono sputtered. He was hardly the most quick witted of the group. Kāne was quicker on the draw.

Kāne scoffed: You’re fooling yourself. We are not calling for war.

Pele chuckled: Just because your method of destruction will take longer doesn’t make it any less assured.

Kanaloa: And what do you mean by “your method”?

The elder god chose not to look at her as he spoke, continuing to fidget with his beads. It wasn’t a sign of disrespect; he did that with everyone.

Pele: Death by obscurity.

Lono smirked: “Death by obscurity” she says. Don’t be absurd!

Kanaloa: Lono has a point. We will survive as we are, whether or not our existence is punctuated by wars and death.

Pele’s eyes narrowed: And what will we be survived by? Will there be humans to worship us, or gods to remember what we’ve done?

Kāne: We are immortal. We will survive until the end of time, or had you forgotten?

Pele: Survival is worthless without power.

Lono slammed his hands down on the desk: We have power!

Pele: And look at what you do with it? You squander it, you hide it. Power is nothing more than an illusion if it’s never used.

Kū: So you would participate in this war for what? To make us known again?

Kū spoke with all seriousness in his voice, meeting her gaze evenly.

Pele: I would do it, my elders, to make us significant again! To remove us from our self-imposed exile!

Kanaloa: Isolation is not exile.

Kāne: And fighting is not significance.

Pele frowned: Centuries ago, our followers were destroyed, their land taken from them, and their traditions lost. The Hawaiian peoples are no more, my elders, and we did not lift a finger to help them. No one remembers us today, my elders. The human world has forgotten us completely, my elders, and will continue to do so as long as we stand idle, my elders.

She used the honorific as a whip to beat home every one of her points, though none seemed to leave them scarred as she had hoped.

Kū: Do you hope to win us new followers, then? Forfeit our lives for the sake of mortal favors?

Pele smiled: I’m not aiming to protect humans.

Kāne: No, you aim to protect shinigami, these “death gods” or so they claim themselves to be. What do we gain from that?

Pele: Relevance. It’s not about the shinigami, it’s about the other gods. The shinigami are a reason for their interest, not ours.

Lono: You’re being absurd. We don’t need the other gods, we don’t need the shinigami or humans!

Pele: You cannot continue to ignore the world around you. The other gods are intervening for the first time in millennia. Please, if you refuse to risk your own lives to remove us from obscurity, allow me to risk mine.

They were silent for a full minute, all of them staring directly at her. Pele felt the urge to fidget, forcing herself to stand still and meet their gaze.

Kū broke the silence: If you have a death wish, then so be it.

Lono gawked at him, speechless.

Kanaloa: You are as much a god as any of us, and free to sacrifice yourself should you decide to do so.

Lono turned his gaze on him, eyes wide. He looked to Kāne, eyes incredulous.

Kāne: You may do as you wish…

Pele relaxed, opening her mouth to speak, but was quickly silenced.

Kāne: …but we will not have it said that your actions will speak for the rest of us. We do not share your desire for “relevance,” nor do we feel that our power is any less for our isolation from conflict. In order to make that clear to the other gods, you will be forced to pay a… toll. Are you prepared?

Pele: I would not be here if I was not prepared.

Kāne frowned: Just remember, you brought this upon yourself.

She felt a hand upon her shoulder, and turned to see a grim Nāmaka still standing behind her.

Pele: Wha-

She was immediately blinded by searing pain as she watched the color bleed from the world bleed from the world around her.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
Magnificient job, Whiteflame. Honestly, this post was just incredible.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
Glad you enjoyed it! Been thinking long and hard on how I was going to introduce her.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
Heh, I agree with Exorcist - it was a great post. You really portrayed the idea of the stubborn Elder Gods well. XD. Anyway, my post will be up in about twenty minutes, guys.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
[Anticipation: The True Bankai?!]

(Raijin slammed into the ground, his shoulder spraying small amounts of blood and his head feeling half-crushed. It was time to use his true Bankai and not the fake one. Raijin stood up shakily, his head feeling sore, but mostly fine. It was time to show this Arrancar his true mettle and finally exact his revenge upon the one who had killed his friend. He hoped Renji would have understood what the death of Ichigo Kurosaki would mean, once it had occured. If the other man was alive, Ichigo would probably have lived to see another day, but this time, he simply needed to be terminated, before he killed someone else, who didn't deserve to die. Ichigo, in his Resurrecion form, was almost as powerful as Raiden had been at 100% power, something that Raijin was not too fond of facing... However, it needed to be done, so be done it would.)

'This is my true Bankai, one that I had to fight to the death and test every inch of my strength to obtain. I faced off against Gods and sat, rotting, in a prison cell, learning this, so you better be prepared... Bankai!'

(A bright flaring of grey reiatsu, accompanied by tendrils and swirls of blue and yellow burst high into the air, strking the light-grey clouds and scattering them, revealing a small patch of dark-blue skies, riddled with stars, twinkling brightly. The reiatsu then falls and scatters drops of yellow pieces of reiatsu and it begins to pur with rain, while the light-grey clouds begin to darken distinctively and thunder rumbled, even closer than previous, while lightning begins to strike at a much greater rate, hitting the taller sands and exploding, sending sprays of sand flying everywhere. Ichigo Sonidos, avoiding any bolts of lightning striking at him, while Raijin assumes his Bankai release.)

You, Raijin, have been mislead, by Ajisukita... It may not have been intentional on his part, but it happened, nonetheless. You see, what you thought was your Bankai, was a dulled down version, that Ajisukita had allowed you obtain. Because you planned to learn your Bankai in such short time, he had no choice, but to only allow you half of the true power your Bankai holds. Not only that, but the two abilities, Inazuma Keigo and Inazuma Shasai, were fakes... deisgned to hold your attention. These abilities, while you could attempt to use them, will do you no favors. Your true set of abilities are far more complex, but we simply don't have the time to go over them. Instead, you will find that you can use the energy, derived from pure lightning itself, in any way you see fit. That is your true special ability.

'This is my true Bankai. It looks no different, but my power is light years ahead of what it used to be. I think you'll find yourself outmatched now...'

(Raijin disappeared, his sword slid into Ichigo's side, going right through and coming out the other side. Blood dripped off the end of his Zanpakuto. Raijin pulled the blade out and vanished. Ichigo roared and his reiatsu flared violently.)

'Getsuga Tensho!'

(A massive wave of energy left his Zanpakuto and bulled towards Raijin, who had just reappeared. Raijin snorted and raised his Zanpakuto, drawing a large line of yellow energy, with blue sparkling through it. Then he pulled his arm back released it, sending it smashing into Ichigo's Getsuga Tensho and crushing it, causing a violent explosion of all four colours: red, black, yellow and blue. Raijin shunpos, reaching Ichigo and cut into his chest, then jumped back, avoiding the black Zanpakuto and then parried the next strikes, until Ichigo stopped to breathe.)

'You have gotten stronger... But, its not quite enough. Cero Getsuga Tensho!'

(A ball of the same black and red energy formed from Ichigo's horns and then was released in a beam, that was almost as large as the wave of energy from the Getsuga Tensho, but was much faster and more accurate. Raijin took the blast head-on and it exploded around him, leaving him obscured from view. Once the smoke cleared, Raijin stood there, his grey robes smoking, but he was otherwise unharmed.)

'What??!!'

Raijin rolled his eyes. 'You didn't really expect that to hurt me, did you? You know, if I had taken that blast, without putting up a shield of reiatsu and lightning energy, I think I might have actually taken some serious damage. But, my ability allows me to use lightning energy for whatever purpose I wish. I can manipulate any amount of lightning energy, from the stormy weather I create, when my Bankai is first released. You have reached your limit as an Arrancar and now it is my turn to show you, one of my most useful techniques against your kind.'

(Raijin shunpoed into the air and stood still, as he began to charge his final ability. A ball of yellow energy, with blue sparks, and a grey outline, began to form, spiralling madly and flaring slightly. Raijin shunpos again, about ten meters in front of Ichigo and then released the blast of energy, which was even more massive than the wave of energy released from the Getsuga Tensho, or the Cero Ichigo used. It engulfed Ichigo and exploded, sweeping backwards in a huge wave of destruction. When it had finally all cleared away, Ichigo was seen, scrambling on the ground, his arms covered in burn marks and blood dripping from most parts of his body. Part of his mask had shattered, leaving a part of his face to see, but with blood dripping down, covering the scuff marks he had sustained. He was no longer in his released form, instead, the blast had caused a problem with the connection between his mind and his soul, causing it to seal itself, back to the original form.)

'It is over...'

(Raijin shunpoed, and cut Ichigo, from the top of his chest, to his stomach. Blood splurted out, splattering all over the ground, in ribbons. Ichigo fell backwards, collapsing onto his back.)

'I-i ca-can't believe, that i-it is over-'

(Ichigo's eyes lost their colour and his head slumped. Gradually, his body began to melt away and turn into ash, then blown away by the sudden wind. Raijin sealed his Zanpakuto and his Bankai disappeared and the night sky of Hueco Mundo came back into view.)

-I'm sorry, Renji, but I had no choice. He had been turned into a monster by Aizen and he had to die, so that others wouldn't become his victims. I miss you, my friend, I wonder what you are doing right now and where you are. Aizen! When all of this is over, I'm going carve Renji's name, and all of the souls you have corrupted, into your body, then seal you away forever, you bastard! I hope you rot somewhere... Cursed man!-
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
[Bukimi's Deity Revealed]

Isamu and Bukimi were fighting again to try to have her achive her Manifestation again, though this time so far Bukimi is putting up a better fight. She has been holding her own against Isamu for about 5 minutes now, though she still struggles against him, because of his Armor mainly.

Isamu's thoughts "(She's getting stronger, both Physicaly and Emotionaly. It seems, she's almost in the right state of mind to actually...).

Bukimi lunges herself to hit Isamu, and as he swings she backs up just enough to narrowly escape his sword strike, then she counterattacks.

Isamu: A evade and counter fighting style. You're just full of surprizes Bukimi. In fact, i'm pretty sure if I didn't have this armor on, I'd be in pretty bad shape after that attack.

Bukimi swings her sword again: Yeah yeah, keep talking about it, you know it annoys me to death.

Isamu suddenly raised his hand as to tell her to stop trying to attack. She stops in her tracks.

Bukimi: What is up with this Isamu? You just want to stop the training?

Isamu's armor vanished again: I think we're done here Bukimi.

Bukimi raises her eyebrows: I beg your parden?

Isamu: Bukimi, go to your Inner World, I think it's time.

Bukimi's thoughts: (Makes sence I guess, I was tired of fighting this "Buckethead" anyway).

Bukimi nodded and then sat down to begin concentraiting. Meanwhile, Mishira and Renee approached them.

Renee asks: How goes her Training Isamu?

Isamu replys: Quite well, I think she's on the brink of discovering her "Deity".

Renee: That's good to hear, hopefully she'll get her Deitys name.

Mishiranu: That's right, she's the only one who has not heard the actual name of her god.

Isamu: We should go elsewhere, I think we are distracting her.

The three of them head towards the campsite while Bukimi tries to enter her inner world. Despite their talking Bukimi was crossing over into her Inner World. She began to see sand as far as the eye can see, and a "Ancient Pyramid". This was her Inner World. In here she encounters her Zanpakuto spirit, Konton no hakobi-te.

Konton no hakobi-te: ....I expected you to come Bukimi, There has been a change in this world recently, and I do beleive it is related to the Training you're doing.

Bukimi asks: How has it changed? it looks the same as I remember...

Konton no hakobi-te: Follow me Bukimi, I will show you myself.

Bukimi follows him into the Pyramid, to find out that the interior looks completley different. The walls on the inside were black, and the floor was covered in black sand.

Konton no hakobi-te: It seems you're Deity is somewhere inside this Pyramid. You must find Him/Her Bukimi, and without my help.

Bukimi replys: ...Whatever.

Konton no hakobi-te turns into sand and exits the Pyramid. and Bukimi follows the trail of black sand. After countless rooms she finaly comes to a room with a statue in the center.

Bukimi's thoughts: (Wait a second, I know this statue....).

She into the statues eyes. The eyes of the statue begin to glow a purpleish color and the statue begins to crack. Bukimi stands in awe as her god fully revealed himself to her. He was wearing Egyptian clothing, and the head of a unfamilliar animal.

Bukimi: (Could it be that my god is actually....Set..)?

Set: You already know of my name? Well at least that takes the need to say my name away. Do not fear me Bukimi, I am well aware of what you have been doing as of late. You have been honing your skills all for the chance, to aquire my powers.

Bukimi: ....So, what happens now?

Set crossed his arms: Now, I lend you my strength, but on one condition.

Bukimi: What is it that you want me to do Set?

Set: Now listen closley Bukimi....(Whispering)

He begins to whisper into Bukimis ear. The things he told her to do shocked her, her eyes widened.

Bukimi: But I could never do th-

Set yelled: That is the ONLY way I will lend you my strength. If you want it, you will do as you're told Bukimi!

At that time he turned into a black sand and left Bukimi there. She just stood there in shock for a little while. After a few seconds she actually let out a few tears.

Bukimi muttered: But....I could never do that to...him....., What am I suppose to do...?

Konton no hakobi-te approached: Bukimi, you are crying, this is not like you. What is wrong?

Bukimi: My god he...told me to kill someone....

Konton no hakobi-te: Who is it he told you to kill?

Bukimi's eyes teared up some more: Ki-Ki......

Konton no hakobi-te: Kiyoshi.....

[To Be Continued]

Yes, Set is just one of those gods, I feel sorry for Bukimi.
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
cool
[Loki and Toku! Manifestation Achieved!]


Toku looked up to see Isamu and the rest were walking towards him. He noticed that Bukimi was left behind.

Toku: "So how'd it go?"

Isamu: "She's ready to learn her god's name."

Toku: "That's good. Finally moving things along."

Renee: "What about you? We haven't seen you training. You're not gonna just be standing in the sidelines you know?"

Mishiranu: "That's right. You wanted to come, you're gonna help fight."

Toku: "Double teamed, huh? Don't worry about that, I'll be fine. Trust me."

Isamu: "Hmph! Fine we will."

Toku closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out at Isamu! When he opened them back up again, he found himself once again inside of his inner world. Toku looked around him, searching for the zanpakuto spirit that he knew was there. Toku spotted Nekokaburi a few feet behind and to the right. Nekokaburi was inside is bankai form and had that usual crazy grin.

Neko: "Come on! No hello?"

Toku sighed. "What do you want?"

Nekokaburi's smile widened as he began to chuckle. "Nothing much. Just here with a progress report."

Toku: "And? Are you guy's finally done?"

Neko: "You could say that...but there is one more thing you need to do before obtaining your...manifestation?"

Toku: "I have to talk to him right?"

Neko: "Bingo!" he said with a maniacal laugh. "He's waiting for you in there." Nekokaburi pointed to his right at a small building.

Toku: "The House of Mirrors? Cool, I always wanted to know what was in there!"

Neko: "Mirrors...." Nekokaburi and Toku stared at each other.


(Meanwhile!)

Lushi panted along with Kowareta. Both were extremely worn out from Bluebell's harsh training. Bluebell has been continuously attacking for the past hour. Makoto had been preoccupied ever since they started today's training, causing him to be doing fairly poorly against the clone Bluebell had created. Lushi began to block the incoming attacks as Bluebell began a new wave of attacks. Kowareta had long released his bankai, but Lushi was somehow holding it off in shikai.

Kowareta: "Hey Lushi! Try attacking for once!"

Lushi: "I am! Try focusing on your battle and not on mine!"

???: (Ya you damn jackass!)

Lushi jumped at the voice she heard. It wasn't really a voice per-say, It was more of a feeling. A feeling that was really irritated at Kowareta. "Well, I can understand that emotion..." Lushi thought dryly as she prepared to release her bankai.

???: (Stop striking poses and release the thing!)

Lushi growled. That voice was more irritating than Kowareta.

Lushi: "Bankai!"

Lushi entered her bankai and began to attack the clone. She was beginning to gain the upper hand when she suddenly felt dizzy.

???: ("Stop fighting it. Release your true power! You fight with me and I'll fight with you!)

Lushi: (Who are you exactly?)

???: ("I am Chu-Gong. I preside over justice.)

Lushi: ("There has got to be some catch or something.")

Chu-Gong: ("No, you fight for a noble cause and these 'gods' must be punished for their disgraceful actions! I will help you with that, but first, let us show these guys how powerful justice really is!"

Lushi began to radiate power. Bluebell gave a small grin. Lushi's power rose and rose until finally it reached a size that couldn't be contained any longer. The power exploded outward kicking up a large cloud of dust. As the smoke cleared, her manifestation was revealed. Lushi was garbed in a white dress with a piece of cloth binding her. She had the gavel and scale from her bankai. She looked at the clone of her that was staring with a emotionless look, then she looked to Kowareta and his clone which had a similar expression. She quickly focused her considerable reiatsu and used flash step. She landed neatly behind the clone and attacked as it made an attempt to block. Her gavel smashed into the clone, instantly destroying it. She then repeated the process on the other clone with the same result. Kowareta was grinning as Bluebell walked towards them. Makoto also descended towards them.

Kowareta: "So that's what you're manifestation looks like huh? Impressive."

Makoto: "Very impressive!"

Bluebell: "Well, you still have a lot to learn and I would guess you have...10 seconds left?"

Lushi grinned tiredly as she began to wobble. "Something like that." Lushi fell backwards and was caught by Makoto.

Bluebell: "That's enough for now. Let's let her rest."


(Back to Toku XD)
(Play music)

Toku walked through the obviously broken House of Mirrors. Nekokaburi had told him to head to the center so that's what he did. He was now in a small circular room with mirrors covering the walls. Just as Toku wondered whether Nekokaburi was just playing a trick on him, he heard a voice.

Loki: "So you're Toku?"

Toku: "No"

Loki: "Smart ass. Now then, shall we get down to business?"

Toku: "Very well. Let's get this over with."

Loki: "You can use manifestation anytime, but on one condition."

Toku: "I have to kill Odin."

Loki: "Exactly! That bastard has given me enough trouble throughout the centuries! And he puts himself in the middle of a war which includes a soul reaper with my powers? Sounds too good to be true."

Toku: "What if I'm not the one to fight him?"

Loki: "That's fine by me! If someone else gets to him before you, then goody!"

Toku: "Exactly how do you kill a god like Odin anyway?"

Loki: "Just kill him like an ordinary opponent. Even if it doesn't kill him, losing to a mortal is just as bad in his opinion."

Toku: "I'm a healer. What makes you think I stand a chance?"

Loki: "Ha! I'm the god of mischief! I can tell when someone is being deceitful! You're just as skilled as anyone else in your group."

Toku: "Good, now leave!"

Loki: "What do you mean?"

Toku: "I won't kill Odin just because you have daddy issues! Everyone deserves a chance to live and change their ways! So even if I do fight him and even if killing him like a human would work, I won't do it unless I have no other choice so if you're looking for a pawn who will kill indiscriminately on your behalf, go find someone else!"

Loki: "Humph! Nekokaburi did say you were a fool! But he didn't say you were stupid!"

Toku drew his sword and pointed it at where the voice of Loki was coming from.

Toku: "I don't give a damn what Nekokaburi said! I expect you to be gone by the next time I come here or you'll find out just how skilled at killing gods I am firsthand!"

With that Toku left his inner world. Loki said something as he left.

Loki: "Ha!...Hahaha! You're a spunky fool! Like I said, I'm the god of mischief! I like fools. Alright we'll do it your way, but only because I said earlier that losing to a human was the same as being killed in Odin's mind! Take your manifestation! Maybe the sheer power of it will change your mind about things eh?"

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Notes: Any mistakes or anything? I figured there wouldn't be enough posts with Loki in there so I didn't make a character for him XD. Now of course! Toku's theme!
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
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Great posts, guys. I'm lovin' the direction this RP is taking...
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
[Tense Gambles]

Bluebell wasn’t regretful.

She didn’t care what that paranoid, uptight, incessant Isaac thought. Things were going well. From the beginning, she knew it was a long shot. Not just the limited time—but also the entire idea of training to fight against gods in general. What they had were the borrowed powers of immortal beings. What chance did they have against the real thing? If it were that simply, she wouldn’t have been stupid enough to take the gamble. Tokei, no doubt, would have prevented her as well. Her temperamental zapakutou was always acting on its own volition.

What had convinced her to take this bet wasn’t the pure adrenaline of the danger. No, she new that she was walking on thin ice with the gods as it was, having attempted to steal an ancient Egyptian artifact not so long ago. As far as Nephthys was concerned, Bluebell was a no good, obnoxious person who was no different from any living mortal, if not worse. Not that she cared what the goddess thought of her.

It had been Khonsu who had convinced her. She had learned a lot from the Egyptian moon god. She had gambled her soul with him, betting on the outcome of the war between Aizen and Soul Society. He taught her that you could not underestimate the underdog. Bluebell had not expected that Kurosaki person to beat Aizen in the least. If it didn’t turn out that Aizen was still out and kicking, she would still be floating throughout the Duat as a forgotten thought—something that had existed, but no longer grasped. It had been terrible, though she didn’t regret gambling.

She now wanted to put Khonsu’s lesson to the test by gambling against the gods and choosing these pseudo-shinigami who were being targeted by gods. It was a new gamble, one that gave her the chance to redeem herself. While Khonsu had imparted her with his power upon realizing that Aizen had not lost, he would take it back if things turned out unfavorably again. In order to stop that from happening, Bluebell offered to gamble with him against the gods, something that concerned him as well. Khonsu was amused by her brazenness and agreed, on the condition that should Bluebell lose this gamble, rather than lose her existence, she would lose her memories entirely. That thought made her shiver. Granted, she didn’t have a happy childhood. But her past to her was more of a personal trophy than a burden, one she didn’t want to share with anyone, no matter what. She’d be damned if she let them be taken away. But if she wanted to be free from the palm of Khonsu’s hand, she had no choice.

Of course, these were all thoughts she couldn’t share with any of these people. What would they do? Pity her? Want to help her? As far as they were concerned, their lives were already in danger as it was. Her gamble was her own. She didn’t need other people getting involved.

Bluebell jumped slightly as the clock within her pendant chimed, and all the others who were resting were startled.

“Break times over, scallywags!” Bluebell cursed herself for using the accent she’d buried so long ago. Feeling sentimental had made her forget. She cleared her throat and began again. “Come on, back to working your butts off.”

She glanced at Isaac as she strode by him. He was still in zanshin, standing upright all the while. So creepy…

Bluebell’s pendant glowed silver and enveloped her entirely, leaving her in her Egyptian gown and headdress. She hated the outfit so much—the gown was clearly a dress, which she vowed long ago to never wear. Khonsu was really a cruel bastard. The fact that he thought they were a lot alike pissed her off even more.

“A manifestation is the embodiment of a god into your very soul.” She recapped briefly as the other three listened intently. “This power is literally ‘manifesting’ as you release it, acting as a cultural bridge between shinigami and god. It’s ironic, I know, but that’s not important. If you know who your god is, it makes it all the easier to connect with them. Of course, if your powers come from one of those gods who are out for our head, then it really sucks for you. From what we’ve seen, though, it’s not a problem for us. One of you already knows the name of your god and has achieved manifestation—kudos to you, Lǜshī. Makoto, you’re close. I’m sure that you’ll be fine by the end of this.”

Makoto fidgeted guiltily. “Yeah.” He muttered. Bluebell didn’t notice, since she was looking toward Kowareta already.

“As for you, dark eyes, you’ve yet to make any progress. Either you’re completely incompetent, or you have no ability to connect with your deity at all. Or he just plain doesn’t like you.”

“Hey!” Kowareta growled. “I’m trying my best.”

“Uh huh. I’m going to set the clones loose on you again. As soon as one of you can use manifestation for more than a second, you’ll face off with Lǜshī.”
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
Anuket: You’re not listening to me.

Renee ignored the goddess’s voice, concentrating on her training with Mishiranu. She had to get stronger. This far into the third day, she still had not achieved an inkling of her manifestation. Though she had access to a new bankai, it was still far from a match against someone using all of her gods powers. It was infuriating.

Mishiranu: You can’t just keep running. Basutosaji!

Her trident released three tremendous blasts out of each of its prongs. Renee brought her blade around to her right, preparing for a horizontal slice.

Renee: Shouma Suraisu!

She slashed across the space well ahead of the blasts. Her infinite friction zones had proven completely ineffective against a blast of this power, but the high friction space she could create on the tip of her blade proved effective enough. Renee made a low friction zone all around the blasts, riding it towards her opponent.

Mishiranu was not awaiting her pleasure. She rotated in place, drawing a circle with her right foot around herself.

Mishiranu: Jinsokuna Furasshu.

She seemed to travel the length of her own attack in an instant. Renee’s eyes widened as she received a backhand to the face sending her crashing to the ground. The three blasts from Mishiranu’s first attack immediately regained their speed, disappearing into the distance before exploding in a massive ball that seemed to dwarf the sun.

This wasn’t like Isamu. The other pseudoshinigami had a great power himself, but his speed and hers were more on par. Mishiranu’s speed was on a whole other level, not to mention that she still couldn’t fully control the zones of friction control. It would take weeks to be able to localize bubbles of low friction around her body, and in the meantime, her opponents could use the incredibly low friction zones as easily as she could.

Mishiranu: My my, is this all that your new bankai can manage? You’ll find no quarter from me, Renee. We don’t have the luxury of waiting for you to unlock the secrets of your god.

Anuket: Her way is no better. I am not Shiva, you cannot harness my power by fighting the current. You have to let it carry you away.

Renee thought: That doesn’t make any sense! I’ve accepted you, what more do I have to do?

Anuket: Forget all that you’ve learned.

Renee: I… can’t do that.

Anuket sighed: Then you will never know the strength you seek.

Mishiranu: Are you paying attention?

She kicked at Renee’s face, only to have the kick stop a few inches from its target. Renee met her gaze as she rose, avoiding the high friction area.

Renee: Let’s continue then.

Mishiranu grimaced: You don’t get it, do you? At this rate…

She shattered the zone around her, shrugging off two of the snakes wrapped around her. She was in Renee’s face faster than the other woman could blink.

Mishiranu: …I’m gonna kill you.

Renee’s oversized blade met the trident in a clash of steel. She could still manage to wrap herself in a lower friction zone as with her old bankai, allowing her to barely keep up with a series of savage strikes that threatened to tear the blade from her grasp. Gas rose around them as the two blades heated up with each blow. Renee fought to make her give ground, though the other woman’s strength and speed had increased dramatically and it was all she could do to block and parry oncoming blows. Between blows, Mishiranu blasted her verbally.

Mishiranu: Does your goddess / think you’re weak / or just unworthy?

Renee: Don’t be absurd / I’m strong enough / for anyone!

Mishiranu: Not strong enough / for me. Not / strong enough for / Isamu. You say / you’ve accepted her / presence in you / but has she / accepted you?

Renee: My strength was-

Mishiranu crashed into her blade savagely, forcing Renee back several meters. Renee held her footing, but just barely.

Mishiranu: That’s the problem with you, you haven’t learned anything! You’re so mired in the past that you can’t see the reality staring you in the face. We’re not in Soul Society, Renee! We’re not fighting Hollows, or Aizen! What your strength was, what it is, doesn’t matter anymore! The road ahead-

The gas that had formed around them in their numerous strikes finally struck a few of her well-laid charges, exploding in a tremendous blast that engulfed the other woman. The smoke cleared in an instant, revealing her enraged and only lightly burned opponent.

Mishiranu charged, throwing her open palm against Renee’s blade and stripping it from her hands. She thrust the trident in her face, the prongs on the end forming the same three energy blasts. Blinding light engulfed her world, but the death she thought was coming never did. The energies dissipated, Mishiranu stopping them before they could fire. When she spoke, there was tremendous vehemence in her voice.

Mishiranu: …THE ROAD AHEAD IS PAVED WITH THE CORPSES OF PROUD SOLDIERS LIKE YOU, PEOPLE WHO COULDN’T SEE THE WORLD BEYOND THE LIES THEY KEEP TELLING THEMSELVES!

The woman allowed her blade to reseal, reverting to a normal blade. She immediately tossed it aside to the ground, anger and frustration evident. Renee was speechless. When Mishiranu spoke again, she was moving to pick up her blade, her back turned to Renee.

Mishiranu: You’ve lived your entire life as a shinigami thinking that you could force yourself to acquire strength. You fought your zanpakuto spirit, you pushed yourself to hell and back, further than any of us, in pursuit of that strength. And you got through it by never giving an inch. But that was back when the world made sense, when you were only fighting mortals. I’ll tell you this much Renee…

She turned back to look Renee directly in the eyes. Renee was shocked to see fear there.

Mishiranu: When it comes to gods, you’ll have to give a lot more than an inch.

Silence followed her statement as she turned away. It only lasted a few moments.

Anuket: You'll have to give everything, and more.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
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[Left Behind]

Johan tried not to think about anything beyond the rolling hills and mountains around him. He didn’t want to let stress overtake him, so he let the rhythmic sound of Carmen’s hooves beneath him sap away his thoughts. He clutched the flaming reigns in his hands as he comforted himself. At the speed he was going, the landscape was practically a blur of dry, dead grass. Carmen’s hooves left behind a blaze of flames, but that wasn’t a big deal. Once the flames died, the burn remains would provide rich soil for new grass to grow.

Being in bankai for such a long distance no longer strained him. He’d traveled across the Guiana Highlands and back effortlessly. He no longer worried about time—he had nowhere to return to once it was all over. When Johan had returned into Soul Society along with the rest of his squad members, he’d been promptly arrested and exiled before he could even blink. He’d been stripped of his seat in the first division, lost his rights to travel through the senkaimon, and couldn’t even say good bye to his squad before leaving. It had been humiliating. The indignity of it all had caused Johan to rage angrily, charging across South America in fury. He had forgotten how long he’d been doing this. His mind was still cloudy with his dark thoughts of fury.

Carmen was able to sense his discontent. She was essentially his sword in manifestation, so it was of little surprise that she was connected with him on an empathic level. Her own emotions remained completely blank as he Johan’s burned bright with red. She was waiting patiently for him to calm down. She had never been out for so long; Johan hadn’t achieved bankai until the very mission he was on before being banished. The head-captain, who he sought to impress, would never even know.

Johan whipped the reigns as he groaned aloud in fury and Carmen neighed aloud in irritation.

“Sorry…” Johan muttered apologetically.

{Play song}

“You ready to talk about it, kid?”

Johan jumped and Carmen stumbled a little bit in surprise. A flaming inferno appeared beside them and a chariot of flames formed from it with several powerful looking oxen pulling at the same pace as Carmen’s stride. Standing in the chariot was a large man with thick arms folded over his chest and a dark skin tone, just like Johan. His entire head was in flames that had burned off whatever skin had been there, leave a skull behind that still seemed to be capable of movement.

“God!” Johan cried in shock. “What the heck are you?!”

“You hit it on the nose right there, kid.” The man replied in a rough voice. It sounded as if his tongue were dried out completely, making his voice sound like sandpaper That might have been the case, considering there were flames blazing from the collar of his makeshift shirt. “I’m a god.”

“No, I’M death god. You’re a ghost rider of some sort.” Johan quipped quickly. The man glanced at him (or rather, turned his eye sockets in his direction) and Johan flinched. It didn’t seem like this guy appreciated his humor.

“Look, let me just get one thing straight, niño. I’m not here to play 20 Questions. Right now I really want to vaporize you to a smoldering pile of ash. The only thing stopping me is my father. Oh, and I can tell you all about why you got kicked out of Sole Propriety, or whatever that place is called.”

“What?!” Johan was so surprised, he accidently released Carmen’s reigns and fell to the ground from her back, rolling across the grass. Johan pushed himself up with a sigh, using his doube edged spear. The man who called himself a god pulled the chariot up beside him, glaring down at him with flames still spouting from his collar.

“The name is Inti, niño. I’m the guy who gave you the power to kill that Adjuchas on your own.”

Johan thought back to his last official mission under Soul Society’s name. He and his team had run into a bunch of hallow with one Adjuchas leading them. The Adjuchas had killed about five of his team mates, and in his rage, Johan had discovered his bankai. Only…he hadn’t used Carmen or his spear to kill the Menos Grande. He had used a large sun disc that had appeared in his hands.

Johan plunged his hands into his pocket quickly, a sudden revelation possessing him. He grabbed his lucky gold coin that he always kept in his pocket. The gold coin shined as he held it up against the rays of the distant sunset descending behind the Andes in the horizon. It set the sky into a flaming orange hue that seemed to wrap around the coin Johan held in his hand.

“No freaking way…” He muttered in shock. Inti snorted.

“You better believe, kid. You found a coin from my lucky stash back when you were alive and left it at my altar. I was so thankful; I decided to let you keep it. I don’t know what came over me all those centuries ago. I guess I didn’t expect you to become a soul reaper so I figured it couldn’t hurt to let you hold onto it. Well, you didn’t lose it yet, so I guess I can’t vaporize you after all.”

“You knew me back when I was alive?” Johan blinked at Inti in shock.

“Yeah, cute story. I hate it so much that I won’t tell you. But anyways, my dad told me to come and help you out a bit. I didn’t wanna, but I had no choice, since he’s ‘all mighty’ and the only god in the Incan civilization worshipped as much as me, if not more…”

Inti went on to mutter to himself in Spanish as Johan began thinking. He’d heard some people outside his cell talking about something to do with gods. Something about two real death gods invading Soul Society and threatening them. Was that the reason he’d been sent away? Because he’d been friendly (maybe?) with a god in life?

“So, as I was saying—” Inti began in English again, but Johan interrupted him.

“Who is your dad?”

Inti shrugged. “Viracocha, god of civilization and stuff.”

“Is he with the guys who invaded Soul Society?”

“Nada. He’s with the unradicals, who oppose the radicals you’re thinking of.”

“Which ones are the good guys?”

Inti stared at Johan silent for a long moment. “Niño…You see everything in black and white, huh?”

“Alright then, how about this; which side are you on?”

Inti laughed aloud, flaming spilling from his mouth as he threw his head back toward the sky. The sunset seemed to be even brighter, taking its time turning from dusk to night.

“Alright, kid, looks like you want to be given it straight.” Inti chuckled as he hopped down from the chariot. “Viracocha told me to explain the details so you can make your own judgment, but obviously you’re like me—you hate the little stuff. So I’ll make it nice and simple: the radicals want to take back the powers some shinigami ‘stole’ from them, whereas the unradicals want to stop them and restore balance.”

“There are others like me?” Johan blinked in surprise. Inti nodded.

“Si, amigo. They’re getting ready to fight the radicals when they come to kill ‘em. It’s going to be pretty pitiful, seeing the gods step on those saps.”

Training. Johan frowned once again at his coin. People like him were training to protect themselves and save their own skins. From the sounds of it, Inti and his dad were on the side that wanted to help them—sort of.

“Inti, I need your help. Teach me to use your powers.”

“Why the hell should I?” Inti asked, folding his arms across his chest.

“Cause if you don’t, I toss the coin into the sea.”

Inti shook his head back and forth. “Kid, you don’t know what you’re getting into. You’ll be dead before you know it.”

“I am dead. We all are. If I don’t go and help them, what will I do? I’m no longer a shinigami, but I’ll always be a warrior. I want to fight for what I think is right, no matter what people say. But I need to learn to use your powers first.”

Inti must have smirked. The flames around his jaws curled slightly, creating the illusion of a facial expression, so Johan assumed that was what it was.

“Fine then.” Inti cracked his knuckles, which was very easy considering that they had no skin or muscles on them. “But if you don’t make any progress, kid, I’ll kill you.”

Johan flicked the coin in the air and when he caught it in his hands again, it was a large sun disc with floating sharp rods representing the sun’s rays circling the edges. Flames from Inti spewed from his arms toward Johan as he braced himself for impact.
{end song}
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
[Enter, Titania!!]

Demandred strode through first squad barracks with his vice-captain, Rukia Kuchiki, following right behind him at a respectful distance. Beside her was the 6th squad vice-captain, Corwin Heyne, remaining patiently silent as he smoked on a cigarette, a habit he had taken from his numerous excursions to the human world. Demandred wasn’t accustomed to walking with other captains, but he his vice-captain had directly requested for it this one time. Azusa Kuchiki walked alongside Demandred, wearing a hooded cowl over her shoulders, rather than the expensive scarf her predecessors had worn. Demandred wished that she would wear her sandals, though. Instead, she walked barefoot, for reasons that escaped the thirteenth squad captain.

As the two captains and their walked, they spotted a woman with cherry blonde hair heading in the same direction from across the rock garden. Demandred was surprised to see that she wore a captain’s haori, though he couldn’t see what was on the back of it from his distance.

“Who is that?” Demandred muttered allowed as he frowned at the sight. Both Kuchikis and Corwin looked in the direction that was indicated.

“I believe that that is a member of the Tokugawa family.” Azusa observed with a dull expression. “They are all part of squad 1, so it’s not a surprise to see one here.”

“But it looks like that haori she is wearing is a captain’s.” Demandred objected. Azusa raised an eyebrow at him.

“Don’t be absurd. Who could have been replaced?”

“The kanji on the back reads ‘9’.” Corwin informed them. He hadn’t even squinted his eyes to see, but Azusa didn’t question his statement. Apparently, she had confidence in Corwin’s sight.

“So it was Renee.” She sighed. “Head-Captain Hitsugaya’s way of telling us all that the banishment is absolute.”

“To quell any rumors, no doubt.” Demandred was unsurprised. “People love to gossip. I’m sure he doesn’t want to have people constantly pestering him all day about it.”

“Or perhaps this helps him convince himself.” Azusa added slyly.

“Nee-sama, do you know which of the Tokugawa it is?” Rukia asked just as they made a turn that brought a wall between them and the new captain, obstructing their view. “I couldn’t see her face.”

“You shouldn’t need to. It could only have been the eldest daughter the current head of the Tokugawa family is so proud of. Titania, I believe she’s been referred to as.”

“Titania?” Demandred repeated in surprise. “Isn’t she the same one who refused all the promotions beforehand? Why would she suddenly accept a position now?”

“For some stupid, righteous reason, no doubt.” Azusa replied dismissively. “Rukia, just because she is a member of one of the four great noble houses doesn’t mean you should have anything to do with her.”

“Why is that?”

“The principles the Tokugawas stand for is different from our own. I don’t want you picking up any silly notions she may have to offer.”

“I take it you’ve met her before.” Demandred commented, surprised by Azusa’s apparent dislike. Azusa’s expression didn’t change.

“I had thought that idealistic people like her were long extinct.” Was all she replied after a few moments of silence.

{In the meeting chamber: Play Music}

Captain Hitsugaya stood at the center of the two lines of captains, the even numbered captains to his right, the odd to his left. The lieutenants stood directly behind their captains at a predetermined distance, remaining silent as they had no purpose speaking until spoken to. The odd number line up had a gap for both its captain’s spot, as well as its lieutenant’s. Toshiro eyed it for a moment as he took a deep breath, indicating that he was about to speak.

“You are all aware of the drastic measures I had recently taken regarding the threat given to us by the powerful beings called ‘gods’. Thanks to this, we are short a captain, which is a terrible disadvantage for us. As such, three captains, including myself immediately began the search for someone to fill this spot. I was able to find the right person to take this spot very easily, and they passed the exam without trouble.”

This had the captains shift in surprise. The head captain had been the one to nominate this individual? Curiosity brimmed through most of them, wondering what sort of person had been chosen. Who had been the other two captains who evaluated him?

“Enter.” Toshiro spoke with authority, directing his attention toward the large doors. They pushed aside easily, showing a single short woman in a shinigami outfit and hoari, but wore zori sandals rather than the straw sandals as norm. She had long strawberry blonde hair that hung below her hips and reddish orange eyes that glinted in the light. Many of the captains immediately noted the four swords in her belt—a katana and wakizashi on each side.

“Introduce yourself.” Toshiro ordered with a slightly gentle tone; it was meant to be followed, but not rudely so. The woman bowed politely.

“I am Tsubaki Tokugawa, captain of squad 9.” She said simply and easily, without a trace of fear or nerves in her voice. “I’m honored to be given this position.”
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
I could not think of anything alot so I thought I'd try to do a skit in the meantime. Not so sure if it will be funny, but I'll give it a try.

Fazoodle: Gosh I can't think of anything to write!

Kiyoshi: Is that why you've dragged me and Bukimi in here?

Fazoodle: Well what else can I do? You guys amuse me.

Bukimi: ....

Kiyoshi: But we had more important things to discuss.

Fazoodle: You don't have anything to discuss without me or any of the other writers,-

Kiyoshi: That's not tru-

Fazoodle interupts with the end of his sentance: period.

Bukimi: That's not true...

Fazoodle: But I just typed down what you said.

Kiyoshi: You must be very lonley, talking to imaginary people that you created.

Fazoodle: I-I uh...

Bukimi: And by the way, we live inside your imagination. We can talk about alot of things when you are not thinking about us.

Fazoodle yells: Like WHAAAT!?

Bukimi: Things that I'm not telling you.

Kiyoshi: Wait, is this one of those random skits like the ones those writers put up?

Fazoodle: Nooooo......

Bukimi: You've dragged us along to entertain other people. Ooooh, that does it!

Kiyoshi: Wait Bukimi! What are you doing?

Fazoodle: Where did she get that pole O.o?

Fazoodle begins to run away from Bukimi with Kiyoshi just standing there watching.

Fazoodle: Wait a minute, whe the heck am I running?

Fazoodle turns around: Reign, Joo Jiru....

Bukimi screams: Your imaginary girlfriend won't save you this time!?

Bukimi konks Fazoodle hard on the head with said pole that was mentioned earlier, the blow was so hard that he passed out.

Kiyoshi: What should we do with him?

Bukimi grins evily: Let's give him to Mayuri Kurotsuschi.

Kiyoshi: Good lord....

-Hours later-

Fazoodle: Where am I!?

Mayuri: You are in my care now, and here is your injection.

He pulls out a insanley large needle.

Fazoodles thoughts: (Save me...mommy...)

-End-
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
My turn, then.

Bp: I could've sworn it was around somewhere, but, for the life of me, I just can't seem to recall where it is.

Whiteflame: You're so damn forgetful, it honestly irks me sometimes.

Bp: Hey, its not like it impacts on you... Well, up until now, anyway.

Whiteflame: I can't believe I gave you the key to Mayuri's secret lab, even after you swore you would take good care of it. What if Hideaki discovers him there? You know how fragile his state of mind has been, as of late.

Bp: Yeah, yeah, I get the picture. Well, just give me a while and I'll find the damn thing.

Whiteflame: But... Hideaki....?

Bp: I think I might know where it is, actually. I have a safe in my room, but I normally don't use it. Lets go and see, shall we?

Whiteflame: *sighs* Okay, lets go.

(Whiteflame and Bp walk out of the large hall and through the foyer, until they reach where they need to go, in order to get to Bp's room.)

Bp: *Rummaging around in his pocket* Ah, here's the key to my room. (Puts key in lock and attempts to unlock the door) That's funny... It doesn't seem to want t-

(Whiteflame interrupts)

Whiteflame: You idiot! That is the key we were looking for! You had it in your pocket the whole damn time...?!

Bp: *Looking sheepish* Whoops...

Whiteflame: Whoops, my ass... You did it on purpose, didn't you?

Bp: *Begins to laugh* Sorry, but I just couldn't help it. Do you realise just how epic it would have been if Hideaki had found Mayuri?

Whiteflame: Epic...? Chaotic, more like. Hey, wait, if you had the key in your pocket the whole time, why'd you use it to try open your door...?

Bp: Simple. I forgot that I had both and picked up the wrong one. Luckily for you, that is.

Whiteflame: You can be a real asshole sometimes, you know that, don't you? No-one wonder Raijin likes to beat on you all the time....

Bp: Awww, don't be like that.

Whiteflame: I WILL be like that...

(Suddenly, Acelin appears again)

Ethereal Acelin: Got ya again! This time I'll murder you, you fancy, writer bastard! Chier mener!

Whiteflame: A shit-head, me? But, you know, Bp here was just saying that the French lost to the British in the Hundred Year war and declared them all frogs... Not to mention, he said that Churchill was better than Bonaparte...

Ethereal Acelin: He dares to insult the French...??!! Impardonnable!!!

(Acelin ignores Whiteflame and begins to chase after Bp, who screams and disappears, but not swiftly enough to evade the ethereal former Shinigami.)

Whiteflame: *Chuckling* Revenge is sweet.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
How dare you, sir! The French may have lost to the Brits in that war (and just about every single other war, being taken over by Germany twice...They are lovers not fighters!!!) but that was when my beloved ancestor, Jeanne D'Arc rose in all her glory!!! T.T Yeah, I'm overreacting. I'm gonna make a skit too >:D
{Louez La France, les fous!!}
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
Exorcist: (Is standing in front of a pile of bodies comprised of his many characters, laughing victorious) Serves you all right! How dare you try to put down your master?! Your creator?! Your lord?!?!

Tsubaki: Yet you didn’t do squat.

Exorcist: I created you, and you kicked them all off their high perch, so it was my doing indirectly.

Tsubaki: You spent, what, two weeks creating me? All that time and you just named my after a flower And the best part is, you put me in an arc where I won’t be showing up for a while.

Exorcist: But I did it because I love you, Tsubaki! I mean, Azusa is a prick, just like her brother, and I’ve yet to give Corwin a defined personality. I might just model him after Diarmuid and be done with it…

Tsubaki: Whiteflame tells me you modeled me after another titania, Erza Scarlet?

Exorcist: What? NO!!! You’re completely original!

Tsubaki: (smashes Exorcist into a massive crater into the ground and pins him with his arm behind his back, crushing his skull under one boot, eyes glowing red like a demons) Don’t lie to me!

Exorcist: I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I surrender! She was your inspiration, but in many ways, I took more ideas from the Fire Emblem titania and the one from Marvel!

Tsubaki: How many are there?!

Exorcist: Aside from those two, I only know of one other Titania. It’s that Irish goddess of faeries from Shakespeare’s play-that-shall-not-be-named. I hate William, so I didn’t take anything from that. In fact, I was going to give you pure flaxen blonde hair before I realized all the other titania are gingers, so I gave you strawberry blonde.

Tsubaki: Rip off anything else?

Exorcist: (thinks for a moment, then his eyes go wide)

Tsubaki: What is it?

Exorcist: Uh, nothing.

Tsubaki: (Pulls on his arms painfully) Speak, boy!

Exorcist: (Tears stream from his eyes as he refuses to speak. He then sees BP running from Acelin, who is screaming something about BP insulting France) Oh hell no! Tsubaki, hold my rings!

Tsubaki: You don’t wear rings. Just that rosary around your neck.

Exorcist: Meh, details. Hold him still, Acelin! I want to kick that pretentious English-Colonial nose up even higher!!

BP: I was KIDDING!!!!

Exorcist: Demacia!!!

Tsubaki: Aw, he got away.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
Whiteflame: Well, at least when I created the names and traits of my characters, I tended to try and match them to Japanese names with meanings that suited my vision of them...

Demandred: I beg to differ.

Renee: As do I.

Whiteflame: ...now guys, let's be reasonable here.

Demandred: Did you or did you not take my name from a character in Wheel of Time ?

Whiteflame: Well, yes, but he's a very awesome character there, so I just assumed-

Demandred: Assumed what? That it was alright for my name to be tantamount to copyright infringement? My personality isn't all that different from his either.

Whiteflame: Well...

Renee: And mine, you just liked the sound of it didn't you?

Whiteflame: Well, it is a good name, isn't it?

Renee: It means "reborn." What possible good is there in that meaning for me when you kicked me out as a captain?

Whiteflame: Hey now, you're a powerful pseudoshinigami, I'd say there's some rebirth in that.

Renee: Am I going to be coming back as a captain?

Whiteflame: Well...

The air froze around him, so much so that Whiteflame had trouble breathing. He would have gagged if he could move an inch.

Renee: That's what I thought. I know you put more thought into my character than him-

Demandred: Hey!

Renee: -but I'll be damned if you throw me out with the garbage.

Demandred started rolling coins between his fingers, looking at Whiteflame menacingly. If sweat could have come out of his pores, he would have been drenched in it. He tried to speak, but couldn't.

Demandred: I think it's about time we put some new thoughts into that head of yours, but first, we have to get in there and move around a little.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita silverexorcist said…
This story is taking its time to progress XD Backstory time

[300 years earlier]

The night sky was dark, the stars hiding, as if afraid of the chaos going on below. The massive shadows of Gillian towered over the tallest buildings in the city. Or at least, they did now that their powerful ceroes had leveled all the ones that had been taller to rubble.
Shouts filled the air as shinigami charged at the Gillian, attempting to bring them down. The white cloaks of the first squad fluttered through the air as the barest movement of the second squad came from behind and below, attempting to pincer the a single Gillian at once. The tactic wasn’t vain—some of the Gillian had been brought down as a result. But the casualties the two squads took in the process were dangerously high. Even with the three teams present here (the kido corps was hidden in the distance, creating a barrier to prevent any of the Menos Grande from leaving the vicinity) the number of Gillian proved too great.

Isaac Minene grimaced as he watched one of his allies topple to the ground, head twisted in a position that he hadn’t thought was possible. They hadn’t expected things to escalate to this level. The smart thing to do would have been to retreat and regroup to think of a new strategy. But he’d try to find the mission commanders. As far as he knew, they were already dead.

Which meant that he was the next highest ranking member in squad 2 present. He wanted to have everyone retreat, but he found it difficult. There was far too much chaos, and even if they did retreat, the entire city would be destroyed in no time.

So his only choice was to find the person in charge of squad 1 and decide what to do from there. He found the man standing in front of an injured squad member, facing a Gillian that must have done the damage. The temperature was much higher around him, for some reason, making Isaac seat. He noticed Isaac and called out an order.

“Don’t come any closer!” He said. Isaac didn’t understand the meaning behind it. Did he plan to protect the injured squad member by losing his life instead?

“Vientos Calientes!” The 1st squad member called, swinging his lance-like weapon. Searing winds blew toward the Gillian and it moaned as it stumbled for a moment, but instead of backing away, it began to charge a cero, kneeling down slightly to make it harder to miss. The squad member showed no signs of trying to escape.

“Damn it!” Isaac drew his nodachi as he rushed forward with shunpo.

“Split open the head of Pallas, Labrys!”

His sword transformed into a Minaon axe as he appeared before the 1st squad member and he held it up above him, the hideous face on its blade in full sight. The Gillian rocked back in surprise at the sight of it, its cero disappearing.

“Go now!” Isaac called angrily as he struggled to remaining standing. The moment he’d gotten closer to this guy, the heat had become nearly unbearable.

The 1st squad member wasted no time, quickly flying up to the Gillian’s head. He drew his lance back and thrust it forward with a single movement that send heated winds swirling everywhere, making Isaac wince. The lance split through the Gillian’s mask and it collapsed to the ground with a massive crash.

“You shouldn’t be so wreckless.” The 1st squad member scolded as he landed beside Isaac. “I warned you not to come close.”

“You were setting yourself up to die.” Isaac muttered, suppressing his annoyance. He’d saved this guy! The 1st squad member knelt beside the man he’d been protecting, making sure he was still alive. He was unconscious, but still breathing.

“You should have left him and attacked the Gillian while it was distracted.” Isaac muttered. “He’ll probably end up dead anyways.”

“Not because of me, he won’t. My name’s Johan, by the way. Johan Pesaro.”

“Isaac Minene.” Isaac replied after a moment. Then he remembered why he had looked for this guy. “Listen—we need to retreat. We won’t be able to hold off much longer against these Gillian.”

“If we run away, then the entire city will be destroyed.”

“That may be the result either way. If we fall back, we’ll save more lives.”

Johan frowned, obviously discontent with this sort of strategy.

“We’ve sent for backup. They should be on their way now.”

“How along ago did you call?”

“About half an hour ago.”

“Too long. By time they gather and mobilize enough squad members to help us, we’ll be dead.”

Before Johan could respond, the horrible yell of hallows filled the night air and ceros fell from the sky, destroy the streets around them. Isaac moved out of the way quickly as rubble and metal pipes flew everywhere. Johan remained where he was, slashing apart the debris with his lance to keep them from landing on the injured squad member. Johan quickly dragged the man under the cover of some large pieces of cement that had been knocked up to form a pyramid like structure. He pushed several more pieces of debris up to make sure the structure would hold.

“For now, we need to get as many of our men to safety as possible.” He said as he finished. “Any men who can move need to help the injured.”

Isaac nodded. A simple strategy, one he understood. He started to head off, but Johan gripped his shoulder.

“Whatever you do,” Johan stared into his eyes. “Don’t die. Come back alive and bring as many of your allies with you. Understand?”

“Don’t worry about me.” Isaac advised him, uncomfortable with the sudden closeness. “I haven’t survived this long in this line of work by sheer luck.”

Johan smirked as he patted Isaac shoulder and turned, heading in the opposite direction. Isaac headed toward the yells of hallow he had heard earlier, knowing that there were likely more survivors there trying to fight off the Gillian class Menos Grande. Isaac willed for several strings of invisible energy to form from his axe handle’s butt and gather the rubble around him. Several golems made of asphalt and metal pipes formed and followed after him as he ran into a park that was now a wasteland. Two Gillian stood above a group of shinigami (mixed of both squads) ready to deal them a finishing blow. Isaac swung his axe out and the golems charged into the Gillian, tackling them full force.

“Get out of here!” Isaac ordered the shinigami. “Find whatever others you can and fall back immediately!”

The shinigami didn’t question the authority in his voice and immediately ran past him. Isaac waited for them to get far enough away that the Gillian couldn’t follow, then he prepared to retreat as well. But then he heard something that he almost wished he hadn’t. The sound of a woman’s screech echoed through the air and he turned just in time to see a middle aged woman lying on the ground, leg caught under a fallen flag pole. A tree that had been hit by an earlier attack was falling toward her, oh so conveniently. Could things get even worse?

Isaac gritted his teeth as he appeared over the woman’s body, bracing himself as the tree slammed into his back. He groaned as it knocked the wind out of him and splintered in half. The woman continued to scream, unable to see him.

“You have got to be freaking kidding me.” Isaac grumbled as he looked up at the two Gillian aiming ceros at him. He quickly swung his axe as the two ceros flew at him and smoke flew in the air as a tree golem took the two ceros and shattered to pieces over Isaac, only blocking some of the energy. Isaac’s previous injuries ached along with his new ones as he remained standing. He found some grim amusement in this. He’d found it stupid that Johan had done something similar with an injured teammate. But here, this was a civilian. He had no excuse to let her die.

All he needed was a way to kill off them damn hallow. Something that could smash through all their masks and the rest of their body quickly.

Isaac’s headband suddenly began to burn as a severe headache overtook him, his mind suddenly filled with thoughts. He struggled to remain conscious as the air around him hummed with energy.

The Gillian are firing another cero, he thought. I need to block.

But when he cracked his eyes open, he realized that the Gillian weren’t charging ceros. In fact, the Gillian were dead. Both of them had been lacerated by countless spears that had erupted from the ground. Someone’s zanpakutou ability?

But no one was around. He was the only one, standing among thousands of spires that had shot out of the ground all around him, creating a spiky desert within the park.

He dared not look down. Even with his headache, he knew that there was no one left to save.

“Agh!!!!!” He moaned as his splitting headache increased in ferocity. Why was he emitting this power? Where was it coming from?

He needed to get away.

“Isaac!” A voice called, filled with excitement. Isaac caught only a glimpse of Johan’s face as it went from elated to shocked as he quickly vanished, trying to get away as quickly as possible. Johan watched as his fellow shinigami ran, not even nodding in acknowledgment. What had happened? Where did these spires come from?

Johan grimaced at the bloody corpse lying just neck to the only spot in the park that had survived the slaughter. What an unlucky woman.
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Johan appeared on the top of one of the last remaining buildings where the surviving members of the 1st and 2nd squad had gathered. There weren’t that many, he noticed grimly.

“Where is that friend of yours you went to look for?”

Johan looked the woman before him in the eye. She wore a full set of red samurai armor and her eyes were soft and friendly, yet hard and powerful at the same time. She had the aura of a warrior that put all those present around her to shame. She alone had been the backup Soul Society had sent in response to their request. It had been a bit overkill.

“He’s not coming.” Johan said, he voice filled with shame. “When I approached him, he ran away…I think he killed a civilian.”

Tsubaki Tokugawa, 3rd seat of squad 1, remained silent for a long moment, watching Johan’s distress as the roars of the Menos Grande echoed throughout the night. Her eyes shone with sympathy.

“Don’t blame yourself, 9th seat Pesaro. His actions are his own—you did nothing wrong.”

“Right.” Johan’s words did not reflect what was on his face, but Tsubaki didn’t insist. A member of the kido corps appeared on the roof top suddenly.

“There are no more shinigami or people outdoors.” He reported. “But 4th seat Isaac Minene of the 2nd squad says he received special orders exit the barriers alone. I would like to confirm-”

“He did not.” Tsubaki replied bluntly as Johan’s fists balled together. “He lied.”

“Then we shall pursue him immediately—”

“No, that’s okay.” Tsubaki sighed. “We’ve suffered enough casualties in one night. Against the burst of spirit pressure I felt, none of you hold a prayer.”

“…As you wish…” Was all the kido corps member could reply. Johan frowned, aware of how true that comment was.

“Prepare to open a Senkaimon.” Tsubaki ordered as she drew her two katana from her sheathes. “And begin heading back to Soul Society. I will not be long.”

With that, she hopped off the building and descended to face the rampaging Gillian alone.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
This is the Posting Order:

Whiteflame
Wantadog
Me
Exorcist
Fazoodle
Zordaik
Scayth (?)

Kevy said he will be back when he has finished his exams.

I think that's it. XD.

(Following the Posting Order, Fazoodle goes next.)
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
[Kiyoshi's Diety Revealed: The Warning]

In Kiyoshi's inner world, there is a great pyramid floating in the sky. This is where Sukai no hogo-sha normally remains, but as of late, the pyramid has been acsending from it's natural spot. Sukai no hogo-sha notices this and figures it has something to do with the Manefestation training.

Sukai no hogo-sha: The Pyramid is rising, and not on a regular basis. The last time the Pyramid began to acsend is when Kiyoshi aquired Bankai.

Sukai begins to see something far above the Pyramid, it looks like a floating land mass. Sukai no hogo-sha is intrigued to see this, because he has never been to this point inside of Kiyoshi's inner world.

Sukai no hogo-sha: To think he's gained this much strength in such little time, I think he is indeed on the brink of discovering his Diety. (This land mass that the Pyramid is approaching...., could it be...., that all along this "God" has been waiting to be discovered here? And if so, who could it be)?

The Pyramid has a little while to approach the floating land mass, Sukai no hogo-sha now wants to make contact with Kiyoshi on this matter, who is currently lying on a mountain side out of breath, due to taking a beating in his training with Bluebell.

Kiyoshi's thoughts: (I....can't give in....I must train and discover my diety, before she kills me)!

Bluebell: Kiyoshi, now is not the time for hesitation, we don't have many days left. So I'm afraid, I can't afford to hold back, you're going to die if you don't get back on your feet.

Kiyoshi mutters: She might acually kill me at this rate, and i'm currently in a tight situation...every time I strike her, she instanly uses that wierd abillity to put a fake version of her self in harms way....I can't lay a scratch on her. To make things worse, she's completley changed the battlefield, to a narrow mountain. If i'm not carefull I really will be killed...

Bluebell walks in Kiyoshi's direction: I find it you're quite annoyed with my Illusion type Zanpakuto. But that's a good thing, it forces you to push your body and your mind to it's limits, wich is just the thing you need.

Kiyoshi gets back up to his feet and strikes at Bluebell, and as before she is replaced by a replica of herself, the replica dissolves and blinds him with a bright light.

Kiyoshi's thoughts: (I've fallen for this trick intentinaly, she may think that I need my eyes to fight, but she's wrong, for my captain, Takuma back in the Soul Society
taught me everything I know, including how to fight without the sence of sight)!

Bluebell flails her scepter at Kiyoshi, but is suprised to see he stopped the blow with his Zanpakuto, as if he could still see. The light that blinded him is now gone.

Kiyoshi smirking: Heh, nice try, You've underestimated me Bluebell!

Bluebell: Don't get cocky just because you blocked one blow, though I will admit, your abillity to sence my exact location without your sight is indeed impressive. But. This is just the begining. What will you do about this?

She pushes him off of the cliff with her scepter. he begins to fall at great speed and starts yelling as he descends.

Kiyoshi screams: What the heck are you doing!?

He continues to fall and then he begins to hear a voice, it is the voice of Sukai no hogo-sha.

Sukai no hogo-sha: Kiyoshi, pay attention! Don't be fooled by this, you should know better than this!

Kiyoshi screams: What are you talking about!

Sukai no hogo-sha: Think about the battlefield you were fighting on before she used her bankai, it was a grassy field surrounded by trees. There was nowhere you could fall.

Kiyoshi screams louder: But...Sukai I do really feel like that I'm-

Sukai no hogo-sha interupts: Are you a fool! Do you remember what Bluebell said about her Zanpakuto!?

---Flashback---
Bluebell: "I find it you're quite annoyed with my Illusion type Zanpakuto. But that's a good thing, it forces you to push your body and your mind to it's limits, wich is just the thing you need."
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Kiyoshi: Wait so this is a..?

Sukai no hogo-sha: Yes a illusion, and even so, I can't believe you forgot that you posses the abillity to freely move in the air! Remember, you have my Wings Of The Falcon! Once you stop worrying about falling, I'm sure what you're feeling will dissapear!

Kiyoshi clears his mind, and indeed, the feeling of falling has surley vanished. Kiyoshi closed his eyes and struck forward, he feels his Zanpakuto cut something. The Illusion vanishes and his blade managed to scratch Bluebell on the arm.

Bluebell shocked: You...maneged to stop the Illusion! That's good Kiyoshi. Keep up the good work, you are on a role this time.

She begins to wave her scepter in his direction, as impressive blasts lash out in Kiyoshi's direction at the speed of light, he jumps out of harms way of the powerfull blasts, and the nearby trees got caught in the explosion, leaving nothing but ash behind. Kiyoshi at this point has frozen in place.

Bluebell: Something wrong Kiyoshi? Or..(Wait a minute, something is happening inside of him, could it be that..)?

Kiyoshi fell face first to the ground and when he gets up, he raises up to find his inner world. The Pyramid has raised to the floating land mass at the top, to reveal a small temple.

Sukai no hogo-sha: Kiyoshi, this is it. I was going to make contact with you to see this strange occurance, but I did not want to interupt your training. My hunch is that your "God" is in this small temple on the floating Islands floating before us.

Kiyoshi: Wha-wha? Was this here before Sukai?

Sukai no hogo-sha: I believe, it has always been here, but just to high up for either of us to see.

They both head towards the temple, the second they step foot inside, they are overwhelmed by a otherworldly spiritual pressure. It was so overwhelming, that it made the spiritual pressure of Captians look like a joke. All of the sudden, Kiyoshi hears the voice that he once heard before, when he was training with Isaac.

?????: At last my chosen one, you have finaly been able to reach this place.

The voice had a godly ring to it, and right after it was heard, he revealed himself.

Horus: I am called Horus, I am the god that has chosen you Kiyoshi.

Kiyoshi: Horus...so it was you that spoke to me before...

Horus: Ineed Kiyoshi, I have selected you, because you remind me of myself.

Kiyoshi: I remind you of you?

Horus: We have similar personalitys Kiyoshi, you are very kind hearted and have a love for the sky, am I wrong?

Sukai no hogo-sha: Excuse me Horus, but I can't help but notice something, you seem kind of, worried.

Horus glanced at Sukai no hogo-sha: You are correct, I have been a little uneasy latley, for some time now.

Kiyoshi: What is wrong?

Horus: I do believe, that I have senced the energy of my enemy. But he was not alone, I do believe that he is the Diety of one of your friends Kiyoshi. You see I senced his energy from within someone from your group, and I do believe he will try to use this person to kill you, to get to me.

Sukai no hogo-sha: Who is this person, wich one of us was it?

Horus turned and closed his eyes and blankly uttered: Bukimi, Nikushimi.

Kiyoshi was just crushed to learn of this, for his whole life and afterlife he has always liked Bukimi, and come to find out that could be working under the influence of Set, the egyptian god of the sand and darkness. But then all of the sudden, Kiyoshi remembered the words that Sukai no hogo-sha said to him the previous night.

--Flashback--
Sukai no hogo-sha: Gods are ruthless, and they are always in conflict with eachother. It is quite possible that certian deitys might dislike or even hate another, creating a reason for them to fight. There is no telling what these "Gods" could influence someone to do...
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Kiyoshi yells: So.., I might have to fight her!? I could never do that, never!

Horus: I wish that there had to be no fighting, especialy between the gods and you and your friends, but what will you do, if she raises her blade to you? Set is ruthless, and will do anything he can to destroy me.

Kiyoshi crys: But...what can I do..how can I fight Bukimi..?

Horus places his hand on Kiyoshi's shoulder: I will give you my strength Kiyoshi. You from here on will be able to manifest my abillitys, I give you these powers to protect yourself, and your comrades from Set. I am also, like you, a guardian of the skys Kiyoshi, Use my powers, and protect yourself, and others with it. And should you cross blades with with the woman you love, I will be there to help you.

Kiyoshi blushes and smiles: Women I love...?

Horus: You make it so obvious, you mortals are pretty predictable you know.

Kiyoshi chuckles a little: Mabey you're right. Thank you...Horus.

Kiyoshi gets up off of the ground back in reality, he had passed out for 1 hour. As soon as he glances around he finds that Bluebell and Isaac and Kowareta standing around him.

Isaac: So, how'd it go?

Kiyoshi: Umm, pretty good.

Kowareta: Did you learn the identity of your god?

Kiyoshi: Yes I did...

Bluebell: What is your gods name?

Kiyoshi smiled and looked to the sky: His name is, Horus.

[End]
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
laugh
Whew it took me a while to come up with that. I am sorry for taking so long.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
Awesome post Fazoodle!!
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Fazoodle said…
smile
Thanks wanta, i'm glad you enjoyed it. xD
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
Nice post, Fazoodle. XD.

(I believe that Zord is next.)
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Zordaik said…
I am SO sorry for being so absent, guys. But I will definitely post either tonight or tomorrow. Again, thank you for being so patient with me.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
big smile
Hey, it's no problem dude. I'll looking forward to your post. XD.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
smile
(Actually, guys, I want to have a discussion between as many of us as possible, in the next few days, because I WILL be on then. I really want to discuss where this thing is headed, so we all know where we are at. I don't mean that we will disclose details that could ruin any surprises anyone decides to have, but I would like to start discussing the third Arc and start getting the fighting within this one on the way, because it has taken some time to do so.)
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
Something on there
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
smile
(Lol, Wantadog, why am I not surprised?)

Anyway, what do you think? Any ideas on the next Arc? So far it is going to be about the final battle against Aizen and his Espada.
Next, how do you think the fighting will proceed in this Arc? I want to know how you and Kevy are going to plan the fighting for the Knights... But, don't reveal anything you don't want.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
hmmm
Hmm....As for the first one, Not sure....

I figured that they would master their manifestations in the next few posts. Not quite sure how we're gonna start the fighting and all. Maybe the radical gods attack them or they find a way into the gods realm.
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
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Okay, that's cool. We can discuss where you want to fit into it later, okay dude.

(Yeah, that sounds good to me. I'll leave it up to you, Fazoodle and Kevy to discuss that part. I just updated Kevy with what has been happening on the RP.)
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita wantadog said…
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Okeedokee!
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita whiteflame55 said…
Well, you and I have already talked about something I'm planning, but more generally, I do have some ideas. We ran through a major arc in Fallout, and I would not be averse to utilizing some of the story elements we brought to bear in that. Personally, there are a few elements I'd like to see involved:

1. More on the arrancar end. I think a lot of what we've done up till now mimics the series in terms of how they're portrayed - somewhat human, but really just Aizen's drones. We don't necessarily have to change that, but it would be nice to give that some more explanation, or at least bring some more depth to them.

2. We could explore other elements of the Bleach universe that may or may not get any attention. One of the story elements I had planned for Fallout would have explored the true purpose of the Soul King, as well as a meaning behind the location of Las Noches in Hueco Mundo. It did involve some elements of gods in there, so this might be an interesting way to integrate this arc with the one in which we're involved currently (and perhaps provide some explanation on how this one ends).

3. This is an element we used a lot in Fallout, and it worked quite nicely: create separate groups. We've done this to some extent with the gods and pseudoshinigami, and definitely with the Schola, but there's room for plenty more. We could create rogue shinigami groups, Quincy groups, Fullbring groups, Bounto groups, or we could once again create our own idea and run that. I'd say we could just enhance the Schola, but since Frost and Gaia are not in evidence, I doubt that group will hold up much longer. This would allow for multi-sided battles as well as some opportunities for alliances should we choose to pursue them.

I've got other ideas, but these are the strongest. We could even do them all. Just food for thought.
zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita Zordaik said…
This realm of the Gods was a vast expanse indeed, but the acute senses of the Radicals were a greater force. They would be upon their prey within minutes. Ares, Ajisukitahikone, and Take all moved at an incredibly fast rate towards their targets. The thrill of battle was already welling up within Ares, and the God was quickly losing his composition. During their sprint forward, Ares' chuckle grew louder and louder. Finally, he stopped. Take and Ajisukitakone ceased their movement as well and turned back to him.

Ares: I'll meet you two there. I want the first taste of their blood.

And with a mighty pump of his legs, Ares launched himself high into the air. It was an astonishing jump, one worthy of praise. One surprising even for a God to be able to do. Ajisukitahikone sighed and made continued his dash at an even greater speed. Take followed, frowning despite the undeniable battle lust Ares had ignited within him.



Morrigan's weapond came up in a split second, commanding the attention of Shenlong and Themis. The woman laughed in her throat and leaped into into the air.

Morrigan: We have company!

-Play Music-

Ares descended from the sky at that moment, meeting Morrigan's shield with his massive blade in midair. An explosion of sparks from the two forces obscured Ares' fall back to the ground, where he made an absurdly large crater in the ground. The foothills of a grand mountain. Such a fitting place for a battle between Gods.

Ares wheeled about, pouncing out of the crater and in the direction of Morrigan, who had just recently landed from her last leap. There, the two locked in an exchange of strikes. Ares utilized his speed as a defensive tool while his sword pounded again and again on the blades of Morrigan's gauntlet-like weapon, sliding off each time and allowing her a counterattack. Ares cackled madly as their battle ensued. Ajisukitakone and Takemikazuchi soon appeared at the scene as well.

Shenlong: I had expected them to travel in flocks.

The old man raised his hands and took an ancient Chinese battle stance. Small chunks of ground began to float around him as his reiatsu ascended.

Shenlong: Which one would you like, Themis?

Themis' sword gleamed in the evening sun as she held it in her two hands.

Themis: I'd rather not select my opponent, Shenlong. You may take the initiative. I will duel with whomever is left over.

Shenlong: Perfect.

At an impracticable speed, Shenlong appeared in front of Ajisukitahikone. The God cast a devious smile at the half-dragon, then unsheathed his blade to guard against a wickedly sharp claw.

Ajisukitahikone: So I'm battling you. This may prove to be enjoyable.

Shenlong: One should choose their last words wisely, lightning God.

Without another word, the two began a furious, unfollowable exchange of blows and parries. That left Themis and Takemikazuchi.

Take: So, we are the ones to do battle.

Themis: So it would seem, Takemikazuchi.

Her feet spread along the ground, giving her some extra balance.

Themis: I fear it would be out of protocol to simply allow you to retreat. And neither shall I retreat. There is simply no way to avoid this duel.

Take: Then what are we waiting for?

Take moved in quickly, delivering two swift blows to the claymore guarding Themis' torso before attempting to strike low. The God leaped over the sweeping attack, spun once in the air, and came down on Take with a deadly slice of her sword. Take narrowly avoided the attack, and Themis' blade cleaved a perfect laceration on the grassy ground.

Reiatsu levels rose at a tremendous rate, and the sounds of Gods clashing could be heard from miles away.

-End-
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zaidi ya mwaka mmoja uliopita blackpanther666 said…
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Heh, nice one, Zord... I'll continue this on my turn. I have plenty of ideas for the rest. XD