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by Paradigm
on Wed Oct 26, 2022 1:12 am
 
Search in: Fifth Division: Stealth Force
Topic: Inter-Division Mingling [Mizu, Asami]
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Inter-Division Mingling [Mizu, Asami]

Thinking she may have bit off a bit more than she could chew, Mizu found herself being tossed through the air by her black garment before landing roughly on the dirt ground a few feet away. Luckily for her she managed to maneuver her body just enough so as to not have the wind knocked completely from her chest, though her bottom was accumulating quite a few battle scars at this point. In addition her left elbow struck the ground before the rest of her torso which would likely lead to bruising. The 5th Seat wondered if the gap between the two was this great, how could she justify them having the same rank in the Gotei, albeit within different Divisions? This moment of self-doubt solidified her commitment to their bout and so she decided to step things up a bit.

Having heard no objection to her use of Shinigami magic Mizu opted to utilize the art some more, as it was perhaps the one thing that could give her weaker physicality an advantage in this match of wills. From her position on the ground Mizu pushed both her hands out and silently cast a spell before placing her right hand into the form of a gun with the barrel, her index finger, pointed directly at her temporary foe. As she did Mizu said the second spell's name aloud to cast it: Hadō #1: Sho!" This spell would suddenly create a moderate amount of thrusting force toward Asami which, if all went well, could knock her off her feet and send her flying backward; if this succeeded, or if it failed and she noticed the effect of her first spell, Asami would bounce off the rubbery surface of a person-sized wall created by her own personal Zuishinkabe spell.

Hoping all had gone to plan Mizu, though knowing it may not have, Mizu stood quickly and placed her hands together before once again declaring the name of a Kido spell "Bakudo #4: Hainawa!" This most recent spell would involve the formation of a glowing yellow rope made of pure Reishi which would snake toward Asami through the air intending to wrap itself around her figure and bind her movements. With her Hainawa spell still moving to wrap up Asami Mizu realized her own breathing had turned more toward a beleaguered panting due to casting so many Shinigami spells in rapid succession, and silently hoped her plan would work on her superior foe.



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Here is Zuishinkabe from Mizu's profile character sheet:
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by Gamma
on Mon Oct 03, 2022 7:59 am
 
Search in: Approved Arrancar & Hollow
Topic: [Spirit Class 9 | Hazard F] Sola Verrtue
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[Spirit Class 9 | Hazard F] Sola Verrtue

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INFORMATION DOSSIER

Basic Information
» Name: Sola Verrtue.
» Alias':
▕ Sturmdranger.
» Age: Young adult.
» Birthday: Februrary 29.
» Gender: Male.
» Race: Arrancar [Luchador].

» Affiliation: Hueco Mundo.

» Hollow Type: Evolved Hollow.
» Hollow Hole: None.
» Aspect of Death: Competition.
» Mask Fragment: None.
» Estigma: Eyeliner.

» Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
» Nationality: Hueco Mundo.
» Martial Status: Single.
» Sexuality: Heterosexual.
» Ideal Mate: Big Heart but Bigger YKW.
» Special Skill: Great whistler.

» Height: 5'10"
» Build: Toned.
» Hair Colour: Brown.
» Eye Colour: Blue.
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Psychological Analysis
A driven and competitive individual, the primal drive to be greater than all other individuals and stand at the top. For him it is the greatest vice of human nature, it breeds envy and cultivates motivation. Those that fall behind are consumed by the strong and those that do survive become stronger and more powerful. Something like that anyway, let's just say that he likes being in the midst of trouble. If he ain't already in it then he'll probably start it one way or another.

In order to create his ideal environment he models his personality around it. Taunting and irritating people, speaking freely and vulgar at times. He's a delinquent looking to provoke the people around him to spur them into creating a competitive environment to make them all claw at trying to be the top dog of the habitat. Though despite his inclination to start trouble to improve he's not attached to being the top dog, it's good to have a rival or a teacher since if you were god then there's nothing else to test you and then what?

No more competition and that sounds like the most boring thing he'd ever have to do. If Sola was put in a position where he was so powerful that no one could match him then he would happily find a way to toss aside some of that power in order to give him something fun and amusing to pass the time with.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

It all started as a hollow, Sola was a plus turned hollow after succumbing to his own regrets as a human that died achieving nothing. When he had passed away he gazed at his life and could not pass on, he had accomplished nothing in his comfortable life which offered no competition. It was a life devoid of struggle and as he felt his heart disappear with his chain of fate encroaching he became a hollow that pursued growth.

Killing souls offered no challenge though. It wasn't satisfying devouring these pathetic defenceless souls and consuming them and one day in the sands of Hueco Mundo he couldn't take it anymore. In a fit of frustration he clawed at his face, tearing off his mask again and again until it was gone and the humanoid figure lay sweating in the sands.

For months this process continued though. His mask attempting to reform and he would claw it back off to avoid the gluttony and preying on weak souls. His nucleus not taking shape in a zanpakuto and so it would return to convert him back into a hollow. It was only through the machinations of an arrancar that madly pursued research that this was alleviated and the scientist had taken the weakened Sola to stabilise the constant regression and tearing off - dubbing the young man a Luchador after the completion of the experiment due to the fact the type of mask had just changed into what he gave the name of máscaras.

The process had cost him a bit though. His shift into a Luchador from his peer had cost him a lot more than becoming an arrancar might, he'd lost quite a bit of his hollow attributes and he was considered a dead end by the arrancar who had gave him this form. Barely stronger than a regular human and lacking any immediately special attributes. He was discarded and left to his own devices but Sola did not look at it as pessimistically as the arrancar scientist.

This was an opportunity to grow and challenge himself. If he started at the bottom then he could crawl to the top and so he would. He'd prove the guy wrong and struggle to the top one way or another.

POWERS AND ABILITIES

» Luchador: What's a Luchador? If you ask someone else they'd just tell you that it was an arrancar. Sola will tell you different though. An arrancar seals their hollow nucleus into an external form whether it be a weapon, tool or another person but Sola has no such thing that he has sealed his mask into. A luchador seals their hollow nucleus as a "mask" but not in the literal sense.
» Máscaras: Rather than a zanpakuto, Sola possesses a "máscaras". It grants him some dynamic control over his physiology and so rather than evoking a weapon to aid him it augments his close quarters fighting style. It's quite rudimentary and undeveloped though and even he struggles to understand what it could become if he honed himself. Unlike an Arrancar with their zanpakuto he must train to acquire Resurreccion with his máscaras.


» Struggle: The core of his aspect of death, struggle is necessary for growth. The greater than an individual must endure the more they will be forced to adapt to become greater than themselves. Sola is remarkably quick to grow in the wake of difficulty. He's not the most durable but his body is pretty persistent and he's got the guts to keep on going. Basically, he gets stronger a lot faster the more his body is pushed to its limits hence why he's constantly testing himself.

» Pugilist: He's a pugilist through and through. Sola has no weapon to speak of so you can be certain that he's the type of guy that fights in close-quarters with his body. His fighting style is primarily a mix of boxing and wrestling. It's not much but he'll make it better in time.

EQUIPMENT

None to speak of.

SKILL SHEETS & INFORMATION


General Skills
  • Durability: Adept
  • Speed: Adept
  • Strength: Adept
  • Martial Skill: Adept


Will Skills
  • Willpower: Advanced
  • Deduction: Beginner
  • Focus: Adept


Arrancar Skills
  • Cero: Beginner.
  • Nucleus: Untrained.
  • Regeneration: Adept.
  • Sonido: Beginner.


UPGRADE LOG

Sola Upgrade #1
→ 5-5 to 5-4
→ Speed to Adept.
→ Durability to Adept.

New Year Burst 2023
Strength: Beginner → Adept
Willpower: Adept → Advanced
Regeneration: Beginner → Adept

by ForgottenMercy
on Fri Sep 30, 2022 2:52 pm
 
Search in: Seireitei
Topic: Summer's Over–Back to School [Yuri, Kyo]
Replies: 21
Views: 1161

Summer's Over–Back to School [Yuri, Kyo]

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Yuri smiled slightly as he explained his own competence. Made sense given the squad he was in, he could probably suppress his spiritual pressure pretty well also, right? "Excellent. Now, Let's start with something simple." she hummed, tapping her chin before she took a few steps back, and then promptly performed a shunpo to her right, and then pointed at the grass beside her with her right hand. "Hadō #1. Sho." There was no pazazz or stylishness about it. A quick, short ranged flash-step, and then a sho fired into the ground, causing a loud THUMP as the ground vibrated with the impact against it, that pushing force not really accomplishing much else.

Following the moves, she gestured in his direction as she focused her Reikaku. Peering at him as she took the time to focus and get a good sense of him. This was just the first step. She'd wait for him to follow, and then move onto the next sequences.

First, she would work on repetitions and speed. Going from a single shunpo, to two, to four, and so on, sometimes changing distances, sometimes doing rapid short-range Shunpo in a line. Even doing a zigzag. This was to see what flaws there were in his technique. Naturally he could probably do a decent shunpo. But how was he at doing them one after the other? How was he at sudden consecutive changes in direction in a string? How was his stamina as he performed them?

Second was the Kido. She would slowly amp up in number. Aiming toward a single spot on the ground which would serve as the sortof 'dumping ground'. Slowly increasing in Kido number until she had a sense for just how high he could manage. And from there, it would be similar to shunpo. How many kido in a row could he cast? Could he switch between spells? Could he shuffle between Shunpos and casting different Kido without tripping up? Each and every step was designed to show here those weaknesses. To see where he fell short. And of course, to see just how much distance was ACTUALLY between them. Not just to show off to him, but also so that she knew how much work needed be put in. With the added benefit of, as a side-effect. Testing his willpower. His focus. And his own ability to process these moves. He seemed like a competent guy, but not everyone was as ...mentally apt at changing things up in the middle of combat. If he had that issue, then it meant she'd simply have to hammer the lessons in with repetition. Alternatively, some more....sharp types actually learned pretty fast and would get bored with an exercise that was just the same move over and over.

All while she paid attention to his stamina. His energy reserves. And of course, his ability to follow direction.

Was it so bad that she also enjoyed ordering him around and seeing him do exactly as she said?~

With every step, she established, perhaps only for her own benefit, that she was in charge as the teacher.
Boy, wait until he found out that all of these sequences were numbered~ Things he would learn in time.
by Lillian
on Thu Sep 15, 2022 4:01 pm
 
Search in: First Division: Command
Topic: Blood Soaked Sakura [Katori, Igen]
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Blood Soaked Sakura [Katori, Igen]

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Katori Nobuko


The glow of the blood coagulating into a proper, sharp blade was so close to tasting his flesh, but was narrowly kept back. She was not taken aback by the block, rather she didn't stop, putting pressure against his blade as her other hand peeled away from the grip, her feet firmly planted on the ground as she would bend away from Igendai's attempt at headbutting her, thinking quickly with this pressed position she was put into to cast a Kido spell, jabbing a finger towards his chest as she would chant aloud,

"Hadō #1: Shō."

A small burst of kinetic energy would blow Igen back, not quite send him flying but definitely would get her out of the press he locked the two of them into, sliding backwards with her sword pointed downward. Once again, it would seem she was about to rush Igen head on, but rather than go for an additional head on strike, her body would gracefully sidestep from his path, using her speed and movement to change her position to Igen's side as she would use the momentum within close quarters to slice his thigh if he was unprepared to react.

END
by Slayer
on Sat Mar 26, 2022 10:33 pm
 
Search in: 2021-Present Applications
Topic: [Spirit Class 8- | Hazard D] Kokoko Koizumi
Replies: 4
Views: 1296

[Spirit Class 8- | Hazard D] Kokoko Koizumi

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by Blade
on Fri Mar 25, 2022 12:46 am
 
Search in: The Soul Society
Topic: Dream on, Dreamer(Hiroe/Emelie)
Replies: 16
Views: 879

Dream on, Dreamer(Hiroe/Emelie)

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Emelie Anderson | Daddy's Little Girl


Emelie wasn't exactly the type you'd find reflecting on her actions when it came to a social situation. Her words were blunt, calculated and without any ill intent. Even with the squirmy nature that Hiroe held it wasn't enough to make her think maybe things were going awry already. Her ears peaked up as soon as the word Asauchi escaped the little woman's mouth, however. Bright eyes and excitement filled Emelie's face before she started circling Hiroe with a passionate gaze.

"That's okay, Ai and I aren't exactly what you'd call normal. I'm without a shikai unlike most accelerated students at my stage. Everyone has their pace, it's a matter of sticking to it that keeps you in the race. Right?"

She giggled, eyeing Hiroe up and down before growing even more excited at the prospect of a first year being right in front of her. The first years rarely ever spoke to her, the fact that she attended the accelerated Class #1 courses and was near graduation made it so she was far more intimidating than she liked. Hunching over to close the gap between their two heights, she pressed on.

"First year? You already have an idea of swordsmanship coming into the Academy? That's impressive."

Emelie was being as honest as a woman could be, despite their small age gap that she happened to just assume existed despite the height difference, being able to enter Shin'o with a goal in mind was something admirable and she herself did. If someone shared the same qualities she did then it was rare that she wouldn't take an interest.

"Is there something you excel in? What are your classes like? Are all the first years the same?"

Ah, the joy of being able to speak to someone without worry. Hiroe's clear timid personality was no match for Emelie's on blunt nature, surely she'd refuse to go without answering. After all, Emelie couldn't have come off more excited even if she wanted to.

END POST | The Anderson Pride
by The Cat
on Tue Mar 15, 2022 9:56 pm
 
Search in: 2021-Present Applications
Topic: Lady Zenovia [Approved, 2-5; High Spec Human] [Hazard Rank C]
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Lady Zenovia [Approved, 2-5; High Spec Human] [Hazard Rank C]




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» IT'S HER


» Name: Lady Zenovia
» Titles: The Witch Who Seeks to Reside in Heaven on High
» Age: At least 600 something years old
» Gender: Female
» Nicknames: Just Zen is fine.


» Physicality: Old, frail, and hobbled over, Zen stands straight at 6'2, but because she's hunched over she looks more like 5'4 at the highest. Her skin is wrinkly, her hair is graying, and she looks about as grumpy as she feels. Her attire is robes and a witch hat, because she thinks it's funny to look like an old witch. The thematic amuses her, even if it's not really her thing in terms of style. She can't really rock what she used to, though, so this is her compromise.

» Personality: Old, crotchety, and impatient. Zen no longer has the patience she used to. In her head, she's not that bad, but some might find her insufferable. Her only real goal is to fully unlock the limits of, as well as fully discover the nature of, the soul. At her heart, she is a good person. Helping other people brings her joy even if she doesn't know them. Everyone deserves at most two chances, but never a third. The value Zen personally gives life ranges drastically across a complex spectrum. Those values are judged based on inalienable virtues, the fragility of life, the identity of the soul, and her own personal merits. No one has any right to truly judge a person's worth, as everyone has an inherent right to life. That is, until they forfeit that right by committing atrocities against those who would simply live their lives. Evil is a quantifiable thing, but things are to be judged as such sparingly. Otherwise, she is painfully indifferent towards almost anyone and everyone until they give her a reason not to be. She is not so cold and lifeless that she is a robot, she has her self given directives and natural human desire after all, but she's tired and jaded and needs good reason to not be indifferent towards any particular thing.



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» BEFORE SHE BECAME THE WITCH


» History Humanity has always had a need to understand. Everything that happens does so for a reason. Cause and effect is not just a concept, it is a force. From the day of her birth, Zenovia has had an inherent desire to understand the cause and effect of the world itself. What causes the plants to grow? What are they made out of and why do they work? How do they work? What about the rocks and the water? Or even fire and air? What about people themselves? And so Zenovia’s endless curiosity began just as she was born in the year 1834.

Her childhood was uneventful. Education was sparse where she lived and only a few children got to go to school. At first, she did not. Her family couldn’t afford the fees of even the cheapest of low class schools. Instead she lived in the slums of the early Massachusetts Bay Colony that first settled in America, though in which specific town she does not remember. To her, life was dull and work heavy. She didn’t mind the effort put into living, the need to work for your place to live, the need to eat and drink. It was difficult, and her family wasn’t very well off, but she made due. What she really wanted though was to know why. Not about why her family was poor, she already knew that, but why things worked the way they did. What made the ocean waves lap at the shore, and what made the dogs bark at nothing?

Education was a priority for her no matter what. Even if she had to sell her body, she would do anything it took to afford the proper schooling. And so that was what she did. Her parents didn’t find out about it until years later. They just presumed she had stolen the money but didn’t have the courage to punish her for it.

So she went to school, kept selling herself for money, and with surprising luck managed to lure in a rather wealthy man who was willing to pay for her expenses as long as he got to have her more than once. It was a foul deal, but she didn’t have much of a choice if it meant getting what she wanted. So Zen took the deal, although her name wasn’t Zen at the time. It was something else, something boring that she’s simply forgotten.

School became a full time thing for her out of sheer luck. It also just so happened that she was one of the few women of her age to actually get any form of further education. From simple elementary things to college education, Zenovia got what she wanted and was satisfied with the results. She aimed one day to study science, specifically in nature, but that goal would have to wait.

One day, she came home just as her house set on fire. There was no indication as to what had caused it, but there were strange black spots on the ground where the dirt and wood had decayed somehow. Not only that, but her mother was floating. Just as Zenovia called out to her mother, she watched the woman who had raised her get impaled on something she couldn’t see. This was, in fact, a Hollow attack, but Zen didn’t know that yet. Next, her side was slashed open without warning, leaving her to collapse and reel in pain on the floor. All seemed hopeless to her, and she didn’t even know what was going on. Not mere seconds passed and suddenly, the entire house was cleaved in half, there was a loud thud, and suddenly everything seemed to settle down. A shinigami had saved her, but she didn’t know that either.

Of course this opened up a whole new world of questions, but the evidence of her house being cleaved apart and her mother being impaled was overruled. The house she grew up in had burned down, her mother’s corpse burned under the fire, and the strange cleave in the building meant nothing since the building had just collapsed. No one would believe what she had seen, and her father, as well as the rest of the town, simply dismissed it as a freak accident.

By the time Zen recovered, she had barely come to terms with her mother’s death. But what had actually happened? This experience would bother her for a good few months afterwards. There was no explanation that she could find. No matter how many books she read, nothing gave her any satisfying conclusion or reason to these strange events. But that would start to change as she one day, while passing by her old burned down house, saw someone she didn’t recognize. Upon asking who they were, they simply looked at her dumbfounded and asked if she could really see them. Zen looked around and realized that she was getting strange looks from someone else passing by, and it was then that her curiosity peaked for the first time in her life.

A quick conversation, a description of the chain on the person’s chest, how they felt and what they were doing here all led her to believe she was talking to a ghost. She didn’t have any hard evidence, but this person had said they died right? Well they were either actually a ghost, or a lunatic. But that didn’t explain the unrealistic hole in their chest. And when Zen asked another passerby if they could see the man? Just more looks, a quick ‘no’, and they were on their way.

The rest of the conversation was a bit strange, but unimportant. Zen then continued to witness people like this on rare occasions. Each time she found a new spirit, she would try and talk to them. Zen wanted to understand them and what made them stick around after death. After all, if everyone who died stayed around then there would be plenty more spirits around, right? Yet she had only ever found a few. None of these spirits really gave her any explanations, and so she was left to try and understand the nature of spirits by herself.

This is where her curiosity of the soul first began.

A few more years passed and Zen had become a historian. That was the first place that she assumed she would find information on souls, in the annals of history. Surely there were records that someone left of their interactions with spirits? However, the truthfulness of the said records quickly came under suspicion as she took note of how they all seemed like tall tales. She simply dismissed them and kept looking for something, anything to satisfy her wonder.

When she was around 24 years old, Zen heard the clashing of metal and, being her curious self, went to investigate. She assumed she would simply find some men fighting over something indignant again, but instead she found a strange looking person in black and white garb. They were wielding a sword and was… fighting a monster?

In reality the sheer coincidence of this encounter is insane, but again, she does not realize that. It was the luck of being turned into a spiritual human, then this chance encounter with a Shinigami that truly set her on the path she continues to this day.

Zen waited for the Shinigami to finish their battle, watching from around the corner of a building the entire time. The moment they were done, she hurried over and started pestering the stranger with questions. Of course they were surprised that she was able to see them, but then the Shinigami quickly got annoyed with her incessant questions. They answered a few, wondered how she was able to see them-- which she responded to with an understandable shrug, as she didn’t even know herself-- and then sighed and reluctantly answered a few more before leaving. Just before they left through the strange eastern doors that led them somewhere else, Zen asked them what she should do if she gets attacked by one of those things, to which they tossed her the wakizashi they had at their side before leaving.

And sure enough, just a few days later she was attacked. This was the first Hollow out of many that would come at her, smelling that something unique was nearby. Just being a spiritual human meant she had a higher chance of being attacked like this. That person had told her as much. And if it weren’t for the wakizashi at her side, it would have come straight at her. Fortunately for Zen, it was entirely too cautious. Unfortunately for Zen, she didn’t know how to use a sword, and the musket she had bought didn’t do shit. If it weren’t for that same person having been ordered to keep an eye on her, she would have died. Just before she was struck down, they came in and saved her. As it turns out, they were told to watch her from afar. Spiritual humans were apparently exceedingly rare at the time, and supposedly she was worth looking at to see if she was anything particularly unique. Of course she wasn’t, though. At least not yet.

But now that they had seen proof that she was indeed a target for Hollows, the Shinigami decided to start training her how to actually use a sword out of pity. At some point they even tried teaching her Kido, but obviously that turned out poorly. Yet at the same time, it wasn’t totally fruitless. What was supposed to be a Byakurai, something you totally absolutely definitely teach someone just learning Kido, ended up being a blast of air? But what?

Further practice and study made the Shinigami realize this was something akin to spiritual alchemy, the ability to

So then with this information, as well as the books and data records that were smuggled to her, her life truly began.

The next few decades were a blur. Zen quickly realized she wasn’t visually aging whatsoever and she simply surmised that it was her spiritual powers that were keeping her like this. During these years, her life became a mess of research. It was her job as a historian and her hobby to try and learn about the spiritual parts of the world around her. Most of the world had some traces of Reishi in it, although not as much as anything her Shinigami friend had brought her. For some reason that stuff had a lot more Reishi in it than anything else in the Living World. A decade would pass, her research would lead her to have a solid understanding of Reishi and her ability to alter it would continue to grow.

Science started to become more and more advanced, some forfeiting their faith in pursuit of a more realistic understanding of the world around them. Zen was one of those people. With a more complete understanding of nature now at her disposal, Zen started to experiment with her powers and slowly began to further her potential. More and more scientific discoveries were made over the decades. Everything she did was in secret, but this was rather easy as her home was out of the way anyways. She was free to hoard books and documents to read at a later date all she pleased, too, so she began stockpiling and reading them all over the years.

The Hollows kept coming, of course, and even once her and her Shinigami friend parted ways for the last time, she was still able to defend herself. By this time she was about 70 years old. Yet despite her age, she still had some of her childlike curiosity. Could she open a portal to the Soul Society? Zen had read plenty of books about the methods of opening such a portal, but she had never tried to do so. Better late than never, right?

It went about as poorly as you could imagine. But what was supposed to be a portal ended up simply being a window. And what she saw was most certainly not the Soul Society that was described to her. No, what she saw was of blood and satanic symbolism. Demonic beings and creatures in robes chanting incantations while corpses were littered inside of bloody pentagrams adorning the floor of a candlelit room.

The window closed suddenly, and Zenovia was left shaken. It wasn’t until another decade later that she tried again to open a portal.

The 1900s hit and Zen was in a groove of human biology with a hint of medical science. Being a historian was a long forgotten job, so she had attended college for the purposes of studying the human body with a major in medicine. Zen was always hungry for more information, and given her decelerated aging, she had plenty of time to indulge in various studies of a much wider variety. Being specialized only really had its merits for long term goals, but Zen didn’t have any of those asides from trying to figure out why her body was the way it was. And maybe, in the process, she could learn a little about what a soul was, too?

One day, however, she heard an explosion around her house. Asides from how confused she was, Zen immediately went to look out her window and noticed a series of demons fighting. She had only ever read about them in the documents she was given from her old Shinigami friend. But upon taking a closer look, she recognized some as having similar robes to the people she saw in her fucked up portal from years ago, if only because of the very distinct design of their outfits. A circle of sprawling eyes, all colored a certain shade of purple.

Zen couldn’t believe what she was seeing. What were they even fighting over? Zen noticed they were getting closer… And then they were on top of her house, breaking through her walls, windows, and doors, and shoving her out of the way as they tore through her home. They were shouting in some strange language, one she didn’t understand, and their fighting also never really stopped. Swords plunged into bodies, leaving blood all over the place while the others continued to destroy her floorboards. This continued for a few minutes before one increasingly exhausted demon simply aimed their hand at her floor and blew a giant hole in it with a sudden blast of energy. All that was left was a crater, the rest of her home almost completely destroyed, and in the middle of said crater was a strange, leatherbound book. Upon realizing it was there, the remaining strugglers all scrambled for it, fighting their way through each other without any care for Zen. The moment one of them so much as touched it, a sudden explosion of spiritual energies burst forth and flowed through the book’s new holder. The remaining demons were annihilated in a burst of gory destruction, and then the remaining demon, wielder of this strange book, simply left.

Before Zen could even recover from the shock, a voice resounded from behind her wondering what was going on, to which Zen could only look over and blink in surprise. It was a demon woman, an old hag dressed like a witch who looked down at her with frustration and contempt. Zen recounted the events to which the woman sighed and began to explain what happened. This woman then introduced herself as Haggis, and the book in question was the Necronomicon.

The next however many years were a blur. Zen managed to beg Haggis to take her in as a student, to which the witch simply declined because she had no idea how to help Zen manage her powers. Enough incessant groveling eventually wore Haggis down, and Zen was taken in as her pupil. In addition to this, Zen was still furthering her education of medical science and human biology.

As it turns out, there was something called the Dark Wizard Wars which never truly ended. There were various demon factions vying for control over the two remaining copies of the Necronomicon. One of those was buried in the middle of nowhere on Earth, and eventually Zen’s house was built over it. There was a demon faction that eventually figured this out, but said faction had various spies throughout it that informed their respective factions. After that, the war reignited and found itself at Zen’s doorstep, quite literally, in an attempt to get to the tome before the other factions did.

Haggis was specifically looking for the two remaining copies in order to create more powerful artificial demons, to which Zen had no real right to deny. But still her curiosity got the better of her, and she had yet to be burned, so she continued to live as Haggis’ direct pupil for a while. This also meant she was allying herself with Haggis the Witch directly. If there was anyone who opposed Haggis, they also opposed Zenovia. That didn’t mean much at first, but Zen started to get more and more powerful under Haggis’ watchful eye. Constant use of her personal power for regular, almost daily combat, as well as mundane daily tasks, led her to become proficient in their usage. From creating white hot flames to amplifying her body, Zen’s abilities became second nature to her and only expanded more and more over the years.

Haggis also put her through regular training, all of which could kill Zen at any given moment. There was a wide variety of homunculi and artificial abominations that she pitted against Zen, all of whom were met with very short lives. Between this and real fights while the two fought in the Dark Wizard Wars, Zen very rapidly expanded upon her powers as a witch and became Haggis’ star pupil.

Centuries then passed, the 2100s hit, and the second copy of the Necronomicon was still yet to be found. Haggis herself was going through a lot as well, her various creations coming and going, and some of her most beloved ‘children’ died while she still lived. The most devastating of which was Eric Zarathos, the death of whom sent Haggis into a spiral of depression.

At this point Haggis and Zen were about as friendly as a human and a demon could be. Zen knew full well that Haggis valued her ‘children’, as she had always found complications when trying to have a proper biological one of her own. So as her creations started to perish one by one for varying reasons, she only became more and more depressed. This led to her lashing out at Zen and the two got into a fight. It was hard to really say there was any competition, as Haggis was one of the most powerful witches in hell. All Zen could do was hope to calm her friend and mentor down, which she did after almost an hour of enduring Haggis’ tantrum.

Their relationship resumed as normal, but from then on there were underlying somber tones in everything Haggis did.

The 2200s hit and Zen was known as a lot of things. A respectable witch in her own right, Haggis’ lapdog, and a human meddler in demon affairs. She was reviled, to say the least, but she could hold her own even among demons, and that was a feat in and of itself. If it weren’t for Haggis, that would not have been the case. The woman was responsible for most of Zen’s growth by this point, but that would eventually change.

Haggis caught wind of which demon faction it was that held the first Necronomicon, and finally located the second around the same time. It was then that she and Zen would go on a hunt together. As a pair, they were like a natural disaster wherever they went. Unending carnage was left in their wake as they sought out the last two remaining pieces of the Necronomicon. Of course, though, that didn’t happen without a fight.

At no point did Zen really question why Haggis wanted them, but she trusted her mentor fully at this point. It hadn’t occurred to her to doubt anything that Haggis did, as she was really just in it for the ride. As long as she could further understand the forces at play, the magic of demons, the composition of the soul, and read the vast expanses of knowledge that adorned Haggis’ infernal library, Zen didn’t really care.

2250 happened and they finally found the first Necronomicon. Zen was pleased and desired to peer within to witness its contents, but Haggis refused. She sealed the book away somewhere else and said that it was to be saved for a special occasion. Zen was disappointed at first, but then she stopped to think about what that could possibly mean. What special occasion? That question would sit with her for a year or so before she eventually forgot.

Zen went back to the human world, which she always kept in good touch with, and decided to settle down. She had no real reason to meddle in demon conflict much anymore, but she left a note with Haggis to let the witch know she would be available at a moment’s notice. From there, Zen began refreshing her knowledge of medical science, as well as began acquainting herself with technology and civilization. Reintegrating was a pain, but she founded a Doctor’s office in Karakura and began to use her powers for the sake of helping people. The money she got from this job was used to buy a house, and eventually she sold her business. From there, she dedicated her life to studying the soul and perfecting her alchemy-esque powers.

World War 4 hit and Zen didn’t participate whatsoever. She was content to sit on the sidelines and live her life. By this point she was a warlord amongst men after how many struggles she had within the secret Dark Wizard War. She was sitting in her living room, petting one of her cats, reading a piece of fiction for once when she heard a knock on her door. By this point she and Haggis hadn’t talked in almost a century, but she was elated to find out that the woman had come to visit. And on top of that, she knew where the second Necronomicon was.

Zen left her home to lay siege to the lesser demon faction where this tome was held, fully confident that between Haggis and her, nothing could go wrong. So of course that cockiness is what led to her getting cursed.

In the heat of battle, the two were separated. Zen was cut down within an inch of her life, and from there a group of demons placed her within a ritual circle that they immediately began casting. Her screams echoed through the open air as she was cursed over and over again, the demons spiteful towards her for stealing their copy of the Necronomicon from them. Haggis was nowhere to be seen, and to this day Zen doesn’t even know if the witch thinks she’s still alive.

The demons finished laying their curses upon her, but in a furied burst of power, Zen wiped them clean of existence, leaving nothing but ash even as she was coughing up liters of blood and fending off constant white outs. Between very rapidly dying and the ungodly pain, Zen cast spell after spell to keep herself alive. First she mended her stomach and stopped the bleeding while she struggled to get any form of air in her lungs. Then she began to write down the symbols for a spell that shifted the curse on both of her lungs to just one of them, and then repaired her destroyed one.

After that, she struggled to bring herself to her feet but her body felt like it was being weighed down by a few tons of raw steel. All of this occurred while one remaining demon was casting the final two ritual spells. The first of which was one last curse, a weak one, but one that would be most devastating as it brought incredible pain that fired through her synapses nonstop. Her screams continued to echo throughout the sky as the second spell was cast, and Zen was banished from the demon realm forever.

The events afterwards were a struggle just to stay alive. All of Zen’s research and culmination of knowledge was focused on repairing her body as much as possible while accommodating to her new life. Once she realized she was rapidly aging, she very swiftly staved off that curse with a spell that suppressed those particular demon energies. Then she removed several of the curses that weighed down on her, but by then her body was becoming older and more brittle, until it felt like there was still a ton of metal tied to her body and pulling her down to the earth.

The years went by, and to this day Zen is still cursed and alone. Without her mentor, she is forced to fend for herself. Her doctor’s business is still alive today and she uses that to fund her living expenses and research. With the years of knowledge given to her by Haggis, she can undo the demon energies with relative ease. That is, when she gains the power to do so. As it is, Zen is using regular instances of her power to alchemize different cures for each cures. Each one has a different solution, so she can’t remove them all at once. It also just so happens that some of these methods are rather expensive, and others are just purely time consuming. Given her weak body and suppressed spiritual energies, she can only do so much in one day without wholly risking her own health. Maybe one day she’ll get back to normal, or maybe she’ll perish like a dog… Who knows?

» TOOLS OF THE TRADE


» The Penultima: The culmination of centuries of research. It is a sword that is simply made of steel and reinforced with Zenovia’s own soul. She doesn’t use it much anymore but at the very least it has some passive effects that are useful just by having it around.

Reishi Easing: The easiest way to describe this is as the ability to uncluster or optimize the flow of Reishi once it is being controlled. It passively alters the flow once it starts getting altered from whatever state it is currently in and thins it out into multiple smaller streams that are easier to collect in bulk than one big one. This synergizes well with her ability to alchemize Reishi, allowing her to use her powers faster and with greater potency because of how much easier it is to disassemble and reassemble Reishi and Reiryoku. This effect extends to a quarter mile radius. It is also a double edged sword, in that anything that would benefit from faster, more efficient Reishi does so. It’s a passive area effect, not a personal effect specifically for Zen.

Steel-and-Reishi-Cutting Blade: The Penultima is sharp enough to cut through solid steel as long as Zen herself has the strength to make that happen. This blade also has the ability to cleave clean through Reishi constructs of similar strength. Any Reishi that the blade passes through parts for this sword as it is being separated by the molecules via unnatural means rather than because of the sharpness of the blade. Physical objects are what the blade part is for.

» Book of Shadows: A Book of Shadows is a personalized grimoire that pagan witches fill with any relevant spells, knowledge, and rituals they need to keep on hand. In Zenovia’s case, she fills her book with spiritually infused words, incantations, and spells that, with her personal human power, she can cast as long as she has her Book of Shadows in hand.

» The Witch’s Hut: AKA her very modest house. It is out of the way in the middle of the state of Massachusetts not for any other reason than that is her home state. In it is a series of alchemical tools that, with her ability to alter Reishi and Reiryoku, she uses to craft objects of power both for herself and other people. Here she can alchemically separate and infuse pieces of her trained spiritual energies into objects to give them new properties based on the engravings and writing she puts on them. After that, all it takes is the person involved to fuel it with their spiritual energies, and Zen’s infused energies will pass on the information and directions to the wielder’s reiryoku to perform the intended function. Zen has specialized ritualistic tools that she needs to do this though, and it also takes a few days.

» The Witch's Cauldron: A large metal pot that she puts over a basic open flame. The cauldron is covered in various Latin phrases that form various enchantments, all of which form the actual function of the cauldron when powered with reiryoku. It is the tool that allows Zen to perform any complex forms of alchemy. All she has to do is jot down a few lines of text on a piece of paper and drop it in and the cauldron will perform the rest. It then takes 15 minutes for it to alchemize whatever it is that Zen wants, and she is able to make basically anything from it as long as she can feasibly do so. Equivalent exchange plays a vital part in limiting what she can actually do, as she needs equal parts Reishi or physical elements to create the thing she wants to create.

If she doesn't have a spell to perform any form of immediate alchemy, it should be assumed she needs this cauldron to perform said alchemy.

» SKILLSET


» All Brittle, No Brawn: Her body used to be ungodly durable and resilient to extreme amounts of stress, but that was in her younger form when she was in peak shape with several permanent spells placed on herself. Now even the slightest bit of a breeze poses a threat to her. Her body has been made more durable and her bones have turned fragile. If she falls over, whatever she lands on, and probably more, will quite literally break. A single, well placed punch from the fittest of humans will instantly kill her. Her frail body also comes with a lack of stamina, as Zen cannot move more than 200 feet in a single day without nearly collapsing, which by proxy will then shatter some part of her. Whatever hits the floor the hardest, probably her legs too. Of course she can heal it off, but it takes a while which then takes even more energy and just leaves her mind numbingly sore.

In addition to this her stomach has been so borderline irreparably damaged that she can only consume pureed food. Her left lung is permanently crushed and destroyed due to a curse, and the only reason she hasn’t removed it is because she’s shifted the full brunt of the curse to that one lung so her other one can remain functional. There are 6 separate curses all weighing down on her like a literal weight, and with her strength she is able to withstand them. However, standing up straight is a danger, as if she becomes unbalanced or weakened there is a chance the weight will become unbearable and she will just fold in half and die. And as if that wasn’t enough, Zen is constantly in agonizing pain just because. There’s a specific curse on her body that makes it feel like she’s swimming through sharpened, molten rocks. Just out of spite. It keeps her awake at night until she quite literally cannot stay awake any longer, at which point she simply stumbles somewhere to sit down and pass out. She can’t lay, because she wouldn’t be able to get back up without help, of which she has none. Her existence is misery, but still she goes on with the hopes that one day she can return to a normal life. Even if those hopes seem less and less feasible the more the days go by.

» God-Defying Determination: And yet despite all of this, Zenovia continues onwards. Her body may be fragile, but her mind is absolute. She did not come all this way, live through hell and back, and does not endure the amount of pain and suffering she does on a daily basis just to give in. She will live out of the most pure spitefulness towards those who have wronged her in the past, and those who yet wrong her to this day. Zen will not give those people the satisfaction of outliving her. No, she’ll not even give them the satisfaction of knowing she’s not long for the mortal realm should they die before her. There is not a thing in this world she will openly allow to kill her. Whether that’s out of courage or the most soul-consuming spite that lives remains yet to be seen.

» Mystical Amazon Destructionist: Zen has always used her power liberally since she acquired it. Her ability to manipulate spiritual energy remains on par with high tiered Quincies, while her understanding and usage is diverse and unique. When she uses her powers in a new way, it’s always significantly different than before. And because of how diverse her power is, limited only by the fact she needs to continually train a specific new Spell for weeks if not months before she can apply it in any meaningful sense, there is very little she actually cannot do. From conjuring fire, to buffing her physique by constant use of reiryoku, to manually healing wounds, to decomposing matter and turning it into something else. Her power can do almost anything, but because doing any one thing requires so much repeated training until her energy itself understands it as ‘muscle memory’, she can’t just pull things out of her ass. Yet at the same time Zen is so familiar with her power and the methods with which it works that she can do anything with a bit of problem solving, a sufficient supply of energy, and the necessary practice. Using powers she’s already trained to use is like second nature to her as well, and every spell is quick and natural to her once it’s ingrained in her soul’s muscle memory.

She’s so used to casting spells without much preparation that it ties in partially with her Martial Skill, at least in the idea of casting spells between sword swipes. Zen used to be an excellent swordswoman, but picking up her sword since she was cursed has become basically impossible, let alone using it in combat in any meaningful way. Back in the day, however, she used to shoot fire between flashy sword swipes and impeccable footwork.

» BUT WHAT MAKES HER THE WITCH?


» The Nature of the Soul and Spiritual Control: Zenovia’s innate human power can only be described as spiritual alchemy. Technically Zen is able to alter Reishi on a molecular level, but doing so on such a minute level is beyond impossible by herself. However, her spiritual energies have a function similar to muscle memory. By ‘training’ it to react in certain ways in response to certain gestures, symbols, and objects, she can tell it to do more complex actions similar to how witches in folklore perform complex spells. However, this has a few requirements. The body can only perform so many functions so tying spells to certain body motions, especially ones that take a while to perform like hand signs, is something she doesn’t do much. She has one spell that’s tied to bodily motion. The rest require symbols, more specifically Magic Circles, which Zen has taught her energies to recognize, read, and then act upon. These Magic Circles can be written on any object, but they’re mostly inside of her Book of Shadows, which is why it’s so important. After that, she needs to spend several weeks, to several months attempting to cast this spell over and over until her energies not only learn to do it, but on a meaningful level as well. This time investment is the biggest limiter to her powers.

» Spells: Zen has a slew of spells that don’t need incantations. The only real necessity for these spells is her Book of Shadows, which, by the way, is completely required to be within five feet of her for these spells. They are as follows.

Everyday Telekinesis: AKA the ability to move objects no bigger than a basketball at 15 miles per hour or less. This spell literally exists to help Zen in her everyday life. In actuality it's less telekinesis and more along the lines of using formulas to calculate trajectory and speed to move an object in any given direction. Requires steady concentration and a flow of energy to perform. Telekinesis on any higher level than this is out of the question, as it’s too taxing. This also doesn’t work on anything with any significant spiritual presence, such as humans.

Repulse: This is equivalent to Hadō #1, with the exact same power and function. It is a burst of kinetic energy that is dispelled from any point on Zen’s body. She can use this once per post.

Quadruple Layered Barrier: Her first meaningful combat spell is a series of four spinning barriers layered on top of each other. They are perfectly flat and cover a ten square meter area. Each barrier can block a Kido up to level 5 and reduce the power of spiritual attacks by about as much before breaking. A Kido up to level 20 would break through all four barriers but dissipate on the last one. Anything stronger will break through, though its power will be significantly diminished. There was a point where Zen could manifest eight barriers, but that is no longer the case. Four is her limit for now. She can do this once every other post, twice a day.

Mending Touch: By channeling her reiryoku through a spell in her book, then through her other hand, Zen can cast a spell that repairs a large variety of wounds. What this looks like though is the wound will catch on fire with a clear, slightly effervescent fire. That is literally just for cosmetic effect. She actually has a few dozen spells in her Book of Shadows dedicated to different wounds, but they all look the same. Simple wounds like cuts, bruises, lacerations, and light stab wounds take a single full post to heal. Severed limbs can be reattached with two posts, but Zen cannot regrow anyone else’s or her own limbs. If the limb is too mangled, she cannot do anything. The cut must be clean. Damaged, but not fully destroyed, organs take three posts, and the person in question has to live during that whole duration. She can repair any organ that isn’t the brain in that time. She could heal brain damage, but that would take several days, not in-combat posts. It’s too complex of an organ.

Disassemble: Something that is slow and meticulous but technically automated by the instructions written on the Magic Circle that is written in a chapter of her Book of Shadows. It takes a post or two, but she can separate the physical atoms of an object, both physical and spiritual, down to its base elements. Of course this can be physically toxic and fairly dangerous, but Zen does this in her lab at home. This is the basis of her more permanent alchemy, not the spiritual alchemy she performs to create things like fire or perform healing or any of her other spells. All that is purely spiritual.

Dimensional Closet: Or just her personal pocket dimension in which no living things can reside. It is a space she personally created and can pull things from, but its space is limited to 20 cubic meters. This is where she stores The Penultima and several copies of her Book of Shadows. She can also store other inanimate, non living objects here as well, she just doesn’t do that very often. Moving something to and from this dimension is as simple as saying the phrase, “Come hither.”, or activating a magic circle that she keeps beneath her robes. Once either of these conditions are met, another magic circle appears and from it, the object will partially stick out for her to grab and pull the rest of the way through.

» Born to Fly Free, Cursed to Drown in Pain: After meddling with the demon world for too long, Zen eventually became infamous in lesser parts of the demon realm and pissed off the wrong people. Those same people cursed her twenty times over with the intent of killing her in as brutally painful a way as possible. Of course, being the spiteful bitch she was at the time, Zen lives to this day. Seven of those curses have been broken, and the other thirteen are on their way out. The remaining curses do as follows:

1-6 Are all body destroying curses that quite literally weigh down on her being. She cannot stand straight without nearly snapping her own spine underneath the pressure. Walking is a pain, but she manages from time to time. Only when she needs to, and no more than 200 feet a day before the strain becomes unbearable.
7 Makes her age rapidly, though she has slowed this process heavily. It used to be a year a day, now it’s a year every week.
8 Brings her extreme pain constantly. To Zen, it feels like her organs are constantly being grinded against molten razors.
9 Instantly collapsed both her lungs once she received it, but she managed to restore one and then shift the curse to her destroyed one which only stays inside of her body to act as a target so her other lung can at least still breathe some air without strain. Her cursed lung Instead just feels like it is being crushed constantly.
10 Has nearly destroyed her stomach and intestinal tract, but Zen was able to perform surgery on herself fast enough to stop herself from dying. Now she can only eat pureed food and in incredibly small quantities. The rest of the nutrients she needs to survive are absorbed via a spell she created.
11 Completely disables the various enchantments she has placed on her body.
12 Makes her bones incredibly brittle, and even the slightest of falls or the lightest of bumps can cause serious damage to her. She has to be extremely careful when doing anything or she will outright die. With this and the first six curses, she is nearly in a constant state of having some part of her body broken.
13 Cuts her overall power in half for as long as she has this curse.

Even after a hundred years of withstanding these curses, she still lives. To this day, she seeks to break them like she did the rest of her curses, but progress is incredibly slow. One day, she’ll get rid of them so she can settle down in her home, pet her cats, and live quietly for the rest of her days.

» Impassioned Conflagration ~ Combusting Vigor: Zen can create fire, but only one kind. It is a white hot 2700 degree fahrenheit (1480~ Celsius) flame that can be conjured with a snap of her fingers. This is her only spell that does not need her Book of Shadows, and the gesture and phrase used are a snap of the fingers, and/or (but not explicitly always both) the phrase “Singe”. These flames actually cannot be controlled, and instead Zen applies other formulas to change her reiryoku from spiritual energy to kinetic energy in order to throw fire in various shapes and directions at her enemies. The speed is consistently 50 feet per second and the magic circle she uses for this is tattooed on the back of both of her hands. Anything normally combustible is likely to get lit on fire, depending on whether or not it can withstand the 2700F heat, that is. Anything past 150 feet from where Zen is standing will be snuffed out. It can also be extinguished like any normal fire, by depriving it of oxygen, throwing large amounts of water on it, etc. The only main difference is that as long as Zen is in range, the flames will last forever unless otherwise put out. They use every last bit of matter, spiritual or otherwise, as fuel until all is reduced to ash.

(This next part is inactive because of the curse disabling her body enchantments)

The human body naturally produces heat as it exercises, but because of the numerous enchantments that boost Zen’s physical prowess, the amount of energy she produces also creates an extreme amount of heat in addition. More than her body could possibly sweat out. So in order to combat this heat, Zen has a small, nameless spell that vents the heat from her body by simply making it steam. Yet even that isn’t always enough to reduce her body heat fast enough. Sometimes, in times of prolonged physical exertion, her body will catch fire. The same white fire that she conjures with a snap of her finger.

» FINAL SKILL SHEETS


General Skills
  • Durability: Untrained
  • General Speed: Untrained
  • Strength: Untrained
  • Martial Skill: Advanced


Will Skills
  • Willpower/Determination: Elite
  • Mental Deduction: Advanced
  • Focus: Beginner


Racial Skills
  • Power Control: Elite
  • Physical Augmentation: Beginner
  • Spiritual Adaptation: Beginner
  • Mediumship: Advanced


» THE FINAL WORD


by ForgottenMercy
on Tue Mar 15, 2022 12:24 am
 
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Topic: Collision Course [Candice, Ehefra]
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Collision Course [Candice, Ehefra]

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Ehefra nodded just a little, raising both brows when she saw the woman about to pounce her when the announcement got her to settle back down, and promptly in the background, the slow rampup of the plane could be heard and felt, as the plane itself began it's ascent. That rough jumble takeoff and followed by the soft keen of the engines as the plane headed it's way up to cruising altitude.

All the while Ehefra noticed the woman seemed a little off for sure. Especially noticing the woman's smile slowly contracting into itself as the plane started to take off. Obviously she couldn't get out of her seat, but she did smile just a bit and reach forward with her leg, gently rubbing the other woman's shin a little to try and jar them from that tension. "Is that right? Well you can relax now. No stuffy old fucker you have to suffer through on the plane. Nothin but little ol me to chill with you till one of us reaches their stop." She offered with a slight smile. With it being abundantly clear that Candice was NOT fond of flying, she ....honestly couldn't help but want to try and help soothe the woman just a little. Though certainly, as the plane started to even a little, sure enough, that seatbelt sign would ding off.

"This is your Captain Speaking, give a nice warm round of applause for our Junior Pilot succeeding in his first takeoff. We are now at cruising altitude. Feel free to move around the Cabin, we will be reaching Southwest Coast City #1 Airport in Forty five minutes."
by MorpheusDavol
on Wed Feb 16, 2022 11:43 pm
 
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Topic: picture perfect practice [Sol/Liana]
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picture perfect practice [Sol/Liana]


Solhammond Palliser | GROWTH


Sol was tired.

His body was protesting against every movement he made. Each limb feeling like lead as his vision seemed to unfocus momentarily. He could see now why people didn’t indulge in this type of training with the captain often, it was something that really pushed the limits of what was feasible possible as a mortal. But that was what he needed, regardless of what he thought he wanted OR needed.

His body swayed slightly as his eyes closed, a smile forming on his lips while a chuckle escaped his breath. “God damn.” He’d sighed out as his eyes opened, his gaze focused on the final target. He was down a single arm but he could win this. He had to.

When every was said and done he had a kido coming towards him, and it was more instinct when he brought his singular arm up to begin a quick incantation. His asauchi still in his hand he chose to go with a Kido spell because the particular spell she casted might simply chase him down. Instead he would rely upon a mix of magic and might casting Bakudo #8. Seki . An orb of blue energy would manifest in front of his fist as he brought it to meet the tip of the energy rope.

This Bakudo was designed to repulse whatever striked it back, and as he swung it on his fist he hoped to have it shot back at the Shikigami opening up the chance to move forward. Intending to move in close, ignoring the protest of his limbs. Opening his mouth shouting the incantation of perhaps the simplest Hadō ever: Hadō #1. Sho.

As he arrived in front of the barrier, his index finger would point out from the grip of his asauchi. At point blank range a considerable amount of kinetic force would be expelled from his finger tip aiming to focus that energy into a singular point. A slight modification of the Kido which might allow it to become semi-armor piercing. But this was not without drawback, such a modification at his skill level led to an influx of energy that backlashes against him.\

The skin, nail, and flesh from his finger would explode outwards adding a red mist to the kido. Such was the power of it to damage himself.

END POST | WHITE KNUCKLE BRAWLER





by Gamma
on Mon Jan 31, 2022 1:22 pm
 
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Topic: [Spirit Class 4 | Hazard D] Alastor de Maris
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[Spirit Class 4 | Hazard D] Alastor de Maris

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INFORMATION DOSSIER

Basic Information

» Actual Name: Alastair de Maris.
» Pseudonym: Alastor de Maris.
» Alias':
▕ Kajiya; don't call him it.
▕ Nojukubi; from Shōkyakutenri.
▕ Stupid Hothead; from Academy.
» Age: Appears Early-Twenties.
» Birthday: November 29.
» Gender: Male.
» Race: Substitute Shinigami.

» Affiliation:
Gotei United; Seventh Division. Himself.
Kagayaku no Murasaki. Midori Koizumi.

» Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
» Marital Status: Taken.
» Special Skill: Making coffee and tea.
» Sexuality: Ladies [Half-swords too].

» Height: 5'10"
» Build: Muscular.
» Hair Colour: Red.
» Eye Colour: Red.



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Psychological Analysis
» Brash: Much like how he joked about being a phoenix Alastor's got the hot head to match those flames. He's quite cocksure to say the least. He comes off as a trouble maker and quite rude to his peers. Obnoxiously getting in your face and probably at the worst of times he's not really liked that much amongst the Gotei United. Fortunately his overconfident nature makes him happy to operate within the dangerous confines of Europe although this is mainly due to growing up and living there in the first place and he wouldn't take anywhere else that was offered to him. He's got a pretty high opinion of himself to say the least. Not that he thinks he can take out a captain and live to tell about it but amongst his peers Alastor has a pretty good idea that he could take on most of them pretty easily.

» Selfless: Don't get the guy wrong. He's overconfident but he'd sacrifice himself in a heartbeat for something if he thought it was necessary. Alastor is willing to hand out some of his rations to someone else that needs it at the cost of his reputation as much as he'll just use it to fuel his blazing ego even more to those that want to bring it up. It's not something he likes to be discussed, especially since it comes off as just decency and what he'd expect from anyone, it gives him a surprisingly modest approach to his selfless attitude to where he actively avoids being acknowledged for his actions. He's not looking for a promotion after all. He's pretty content.

» Over-Protective: Family and friends, even colleagues. Alastor is a pretty protective guy and with his hotheaded attitude he'll throw hands with anyone that he views as close to him getting threatened. It's a pretty neutral quality since he'll interfere and interject if he's not satisfied whether that's interfering with her sister's relationship or threatening to beat up anyone that calls him "a blacksmith" in regards to his relationship with Murasaki - both being driven because he cares about the them moreso than how it impacts him.

» Insubordinate: He sees something that he feels he just has to do and you tell him no? Well that's just a straight up invitation for Alastor to dive head first into it. That's just the kind of character he is. He has very little respect for authority, this isn't a disrespect to the person but if he feels the person above him giving the orders is a total douche then he's just not going to listen to that order in particular. He lives by the rule that you can always beg for forgiveness and it's easier than asking for permission. Alastor's quite the handful to his superiors, it's probably a good thing that he enjoys spending so much time on Earth as opposed to Soul Society where he just makes people want to tear their hair out.

» Thrill Seeker: Adding to that list of probably negative traits to his name the guy loves his thrills. Whether it's training and clashing with others or riding a roller-coaster he is very extroverted and loves to try new things as risky as they may be. He's got a bucket list with things ranging from beating a captain in a fight to getting with a Suika. These challenges all are important to him because it gives him the thrill of being alive which as someone who has almost died before it is a good reminder to him that he is still here and breathing. Never one to disregard a challenge he's always down to jump headfirst in a dangerous situation.

» Simple Man: For all his negative traits, he's a simple man with a simple plan. Do his work, get it all done and relax at the end of the day as he becomes ever more mature. He says things simply and blunt when they need to be said rather than dancing around the topics, uses a very casual way of speaking which he has never made any attempt to change about himself and talk like a hoity toity dumbass. He's a guy that likes it when shit's kept simple.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

Where does Alastor's story start? That's a pretty easy question to answer. Alastor's family is a group of humans that migrated from Scandinavia one hundred years ago to live in France. Over time their name shifted to better fit the country but their red hair is a trait that refuses to leave their genes being surprisingly dominant. This red hair stems from their familial trait: Boiling Blood. The family made their way by carving out their land, acknowledging that it was indeed still Shadow Falls but any wandering demon was indeed brought down to their knees and killed if they even thought about trying to slide into this land.

He was raised by his mother Maria de Maris and his father Jean de Maris. From a young age he was raised outside. There was very little technology where he was from. Instead he worked those fields and trained from a young age. This wasn't because his family refused to partake in technology but the use of it conflicts with their genetic traits that made it unacceptable for his family and so they remained hard at work.

The woodlands and fields were his friends, fighting with his brother and playing with a makeshift sword was his pastime. You could almost forget that this was the Twenty-Fifth Century by living the de Maris lifestyle. From growing up this way his natural abilities awakened and grew, it wasn't a conscious thing. A lot of these traits didn't actually manifest as tangible effects like manipulating things and all these spiffy powers that others had. Something he didn't even know existed as a boy.

When he was eight he saw his first hollow. It had wandered in looking for food and in that same day he watched the first case of human death in his life. The hollow was quickly dispatched but somehow the acid it got on one of his father's friends killed him. It was a new experience there was so much to consider. He saw the use of his family's powers for the first time in a fight, he watched a man die and he got to see a hollow. Alastor felt this creature was evil or at the very least something you've got to put down. He didn't understand why a creature would just come and kill someone his family cared about.

It was this experience that lead to Alastor and his older brother to fight more and practice in their fighting as opposed to the light-hearted spats they'd normally indulge in. There was a grimness to these interactions which were more serious. He was never as good as his brother who had more time to develop their family trait. At the same time though it accelerated both of their developments. At the back of his mind he always knew another hollow would come but he wanted to be ready for it.

Nighttime a few months later would be the next strike by the foul creatures. He was ready this time though. He and his brother got up and joined the clash. Strangely something else made this situation different. A man in black robes slid into the scene and struck at the beast. Effectively killing it so efficiently it was majestic for him to witness. Despite this so called killing stroke the shinigami did there was an action almost like a reflex that had the hollow pierce through the body of the shinigami and Alastor who was standing not far behind him.

It was dark but what happened next was done off instinct, seeing the shinigami tense at the last minute as if to react to the hollow he let a brutal punch with all his power to the shinigami's chest out of belief he was turning onto them. It was a simple mistake, a rash one made by an inexperienced boy. His father pulled them both apart and tried to tend to Alastor. There seemed no way to save him. The shinigami acknowledging that both of them were going to die anyway leaned forward and stopped resting on his sword to impale the young Alastor's chest and transfer his reiryoku into him and try to save his life while dying after a few more seconds.

His family were distraught, none expected the shinigami to do the killing blow but after dying so quickly after it became apparent that Alastor was not dead. He was very much alive and well albeit in spiritual form and confused, his family thought so too. After a quick panic and believing he was dead he tried stuffing himself back into his body which worked to say the least. He was very much alive.

It was to be expected that men in black would show up when their comrade had not returned and in doing so they found the young Substitute Shinigami. Overpowering his family they took the red-head substitute and beat him unconscious before taking him to the Soul Society. He was the age of fourteen. Still very young and confused at the clinical surroundings he was presented with.

Alastor was given a run down of what happened, how he was beaten into submission by the shinigami and brought here. There was a question of what exactly was to happen to the young man. After much consideration he was offered the option to be trained as a shinigami in the Shin'o Academy. He agreed on the condition he be allowed to return to his family periodically.

Thus began the young man's education. He began learning traits such as kido, hoho and zanjutsu. Hakuda came more easily but all these fancy things were a struggle. The first time he actually got shunpo to work he kissed a wall and ended up with a broken nose. His first attempt at kido using Hadō #1 Sho sent him flying backwards into another wall. It was not the easiest of years for him but after spending four years of being in the academy he was finally deemed to be actually quite competent despite the rough beginning to his training.

He quickly was assigned into a division which allowed him to travel. Opting to take care of Europe and that general area. The request was not something they often received considering it was extremely dangerous but they decided to give the cocksure red-head his shot there. After the Gotei United took hold and grew he didn't really know what to do or where to go. He just stuck himself on Earth mostly until he got word of a new division lead by a new captain. It was just his thing and after getting there she was pretty cute too.

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Life become a lot more eventful during the time that he spent in the division, he was pretty happy to be one of the earlier members of the Seventh Division upon its forming but it had some expectations on him. After all, he was just an unseated member and a fresh shinigami to boot but he felt the responsibility and maybe in his immaturity of being so new into the role that he felt he had to be the best at it. He couldn't just skip along through duties and lax off - that'd set a bad example, no?

So things got done, especially since the division was small originally after its formation. There was work to be done and more of it. A bit of that boistrous pride as well that made him competitive with fellow division members. Arkin was something to compete with, if that man could do it then he aspired to do it equal or better. If Arkin moved three boxes, he'd try and move six. If Arkin trained for a couple hours a day then he'd try and train for an hour more. He was playing catch up with all these spiritual gigachads after all.

So tackling it stoicly was his approach, some days being exhausted by the end of it while trying to maintain academy curriculum, squad duties and personal training while still making time for his antics of chasing girls and keeping up with his division ongoings, making sure the gang is okay you know? Stuff like that. If you asked him about it he'd probably tell you he was stupid back in the day.

The introduction of Elyss into the division and the awkward beginning of his relationship with Murasaki. It was a thing than took him a bit by surprise and there were reservations, primarily because of the power difference between them really and the working relationship that they had compared to more simple options.

Once the Fourth World War came around, Alastor was naturally obligated to participate in the war, her didn't perform any grand feats like what was displayed by the higher end of the Gotei. It was something he felt a little bitter about, maybe if he was stronger he could've done more than work in operations and engage with the footsoldiers of Shadow Fall in America. Things that he wished he could've done more and it only became heavier after how it affected those around him.

The defining point probably being seeing Murasaki's state after the multiple failures during World War 4 in various incidents which resolved him to never see her like that again which changed the dynamic of their relationship. He became a lot more commited to her than he expected though he couldn't say they were exactly intimate at this point.

It wasn't until after Alastor got with her seriously that it gave another reason to perform, maybe entirely motivated by the fact that he didn't want to appear to be getting special treatment by being with the captain. Keeping up the routine of his squad duties and training, he had a reason to go above and beyond now over stupid pride and competitiveness. He couldn't let that kind of reputation stick to him or her.

So after meeting two members of Murasaki's family in what could only be called quick succession, he felt a bit awkward. Both the estranged aunt and her mother, you know. That's a little rough for a guy, the mother was definitely the more difficult one since she was so confident and probing but getting the opportunity to train with Midori did do him wonders for letting him improve with her experience and knowledge about zanjutsu and other fields.

It facilitated him meeting his zanpakuto proper after years of training and having to negotiate a means to get her to cough up the shikai that he spent too long trying to get and the frustrating answer to the question of why she took so long to cough it up and her answer basically boiling down her thinking he wasn't hot enough to make her think he was worthwhile to deserve his power so with no small part of help from Midori to freshen up his look he was finally able to coerce the name out of the vain bitch he calls his zanpakuto spirit.

POWERS AND ABILITIES

» Raw Energy: The energy of Alastor is quite strong. It's not necessarily as large as you'd expect for such power but it's incredibly dense and smothering for his calibre. An example of this is where it would potentially feel like moving through a thick veil when entering its range if he were to release it. It can make otherwise graceful movements slightly off from the resistance but it is also quite negligible for someone of his tier. It would only truly present itself with a considerable gap in power between him and those affected. His raw energy isn't easy to control or manipulate, which makes kido quite painful. If something is straightforward then it's pretty easy but when something requiring more precision is required then it really begins to show with his poor quality.

After training with Midori and being able to achieve his shikai, Alastor's able to bleed his Boiling Blood trait into his reiatsu with ease. It's called "Minobi" for the immolating effect that gathers around him, easily able to scorch his surroundings and get his opponents sweating or worse depending on how well they can handle it.

» Martial Expert: A skilled swordsman. It's probably considered to be Alastor's best quality about his skill. He's no Musashi Miyamoto or Kojiro Sasaki-level swordsman but he aspires to be and works towards it. He has graceful and precise strikes with his sword show his work into the art but at the same time he does not hold back with power. Being able to shift his graceful style to something using raw power in an instant if he requires such a thing. His hand-to-hand is also not something to dismiss, growing up with his brother he fought and clashed a lot which honed his form and technique. There is no particular style to his combat with his body, just something he developed when he sought to beat his brother.

» Unimpressive Magic: Pretty bad in the grand scheme of things. His magic isn't absolutely garbage but techniques that are very simplistic in application like Shakkaho, which is just make fireball and throw, is quite simply and works very well. The same for anything that really just involves blowing something up. Now getting into the technical spells or modified kido? He is quite awful at those kind of areas within Kido.

» Technology Dunce: Never grew up with it and knows how to use it superficially. He is not a tech guy and would sooner beat a computer for frustrating him than try to figure it out. Technology is for nerds in his book and he's not a nerd so he'll leave it to the smarter people. He wants to rely on his own power anyway. Not these cheap gimmicks that people make.

» Boiling Blood: His familial trait that labelled him a supernatural human before he became a shinigami. His family's ability stems from their energy having a certain heat to it. It can feel incredibly hot and be difficult to be within if the target is significantly weaker than Alastor's own power. The important thing to note is though that this is not directly an effect caused from his energy, the phenomenon can be transferred to his energy as a medium. This heat is closer to something based off their mentality and will, this is why a lot of the de Maris tend to be hot-headed, these psychological traits are very important to make the heat effect become stronger, otherwise it doesn't develop as fast and only relies on getting stronger by the user's body being worked and strengthened through exertion and effort.

» Ignition: Alastor possesses an ability called ignition. He generates the heat effect of his boiling blood within his hand before being able to ignite it into a flame. This fire is independent from oxygen meaning it can exist within water and on top of water, while being unable to be stopped by being smothered as traditional fire can. He can use this to toss out fireballs, coat his blade in fire or create basic effects with its shape but like Kido he is very inept at this. It's easier to just lob a huge bunch of fire at his target and incinerate it. As this is a product of his Boiling Blood, this fire effect is reliant on his willpower rather than his spiritual power - the effect can be converted into his reiatsu to give it a fire attribute where it can burn and scorch the area around him at which point it would be considered based on his available power [tier].

» Afterburner: The second ability that Alastor currently possesses using his family's ability. By gathering and storing the heat within his body he is able to make his body exceptionally hot to come into contact with and enhance his physical combat to the point of very hot. The true function of the ability is not actually to make his body super hot. The true nature of afterburner is to be able to regenerate wounds by serving as a catalyst to promote rapid cell growth in his body at the cost of the energy stored. Once he has something more than a few scratches healed such as a deep wound or something serious then this ability will be sealed off for three posts. This cannot regenerate entire limbs but can assist in organ damage with the exception of the brain.


ZANPAKUTO INFORMATION
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» Name: Shōkyakutenri [焼却天理, Incinerated Heaven's Law]

» Spirit Summary: An attractive woman that invokes an air of superiority, she is a vain individual that refers to herself as the "most powerful fire-type zanpakuto" and believes that none besides the Ryujin Jakka could compete with her. At the same time, she is easily irritated by that embellished perception is not acknowledged by others or she views her wielder as unfit and undesirable to the point she will not help anyone who does not look "visually appealing" to her.

She is teasing and playful though, a way to express her own over-confidence and will give people titles that she will only refer to them as based on their character - as she understands them. Shōkyakutenri refers to Alastor as her worst wielder yet and likes to imply to people that she is quite old with a great deal of history.

» Inner World: At first glance the inner world of Alastor can be thought to be a desert before it becomes apparent that the 'sand' is just ashes. Before achieving shikai, it looked different he can recall but after attaining the power of his zanpakuto she insists that she reduced it all the ash by just existing. The sky is scorched and despite there being inclines to suggest hills and valles there is nothing alive and nothing remains.

» Sealed Appearance: A large nodachi which is kept on his back, the blade is quite heavy and awkward to use. Demanding that he dedicate a bit of strength and extra work into using it. He keeps it on his back for this reason of being easier than carrying on his hip. It is less practical to draw the blade but since he does not immediately jump to pulling it out, if he is intending to utilise the sword more readily he will just carry the whole sword.

It's an overall red scheme with its wrapping and sheathe, a maroon colour and a small tassel hanging from the handle. Its tsuba is an ornamental oval-shaped, the weapon is far more extravagent than he is at heart.

» Sealed Abilities: He is able to perform basic fire manipulation through his sealed zanpakuto, an attribute which is actually through the sheathe rather than the blade. Upon drawing his sword the blade is heated and able to utilise its hot edge to increase the cutting power and inflict burns with the byproduct of cauterising the wounds it makes. The reason why it is the sheathe as the source of the ability is because its hot blade is a product of being stored in the sheathe, using the sheathe itself he is able to launch blasts of heat and fire from where the blade would normally be stored and allow for him to either wield it as a weapon or use it for a surprise attack which he learned from the zanpakuto spirit itself.

SHIKAI INFORMATION

» Name: Shōkyakutenri [焼却天理, Incinerated Heaven's Law]

» Release Phrase: World to Cinders, Shōkyakutenri.

» Shikai Appearance: Upon release the nodachi shifts to the shape to look much more extragant and showy. Because I can't be bothered writing out a description I found something suitable as a reference. Here.

» Shikai Abilities: Shōkyakutenri is a fire-type zanpakuto though its abilities are a little esoteric, at a glance it can be boiled down to being purely that. The blade permeates an aura of intense heat around it, igniting the environment around its immediate vicinity though as a zanpakuto's potency can be determined both by their understanding, it is also reliant on the amount of reiatsu that the user has. Alastor's shikai's potency and range for maximum effect can be determined based off his tier.

Like all fire-type zanpakuto, he demonstrates basic abilitiees which fall under fire manipulation practical uses, to do nothing but mould and shape the flames into infernos and for various purposes to burn everything it needs to. There is not much beyond this which he prefers to use due to the more esoteric usages getting too close to kido-esque effects which is not his strong suit.

It's true nature is its flame aura that serves the purpose of spreading the influence of the zanpakuto, scorching the environment to establish a boundary which indicates the range of the zanpakuto. Once the surrounding enviromment is burning, burnt or reduced to ashes it serves as leaving his energy permeating in the environment which serves as a conduit for him to apply various effects as developed or learned but Alastor hates trying to learn all the kido-like attributes so he doesn't retain many besides the small array from the spirit.

Chōchinbi [提灯火, Lantern Fire]: A technique which allows for Shōkyakutenri to establish a position for various uses, it generates small balls of fire in a uniform border within its area of effect which does two things; keep people out and trap people inside. This makes it excellent at establishing a defensive position where allies can gather themselves, offensively as a means to trap enemies in a specific area or as a duelling field where he can trap himself and another it. When anyone tries to cross the established border the small balls of fire rage into a powerful wall that dissaudes people from passing.

Kosenjōbi [古戦場火, Ancient Battlefield Fire]: A technique which causes all dead bodies within its established area to immolate and explode into flames which deal damage to the surrounding people and environment.

Onibi [鬼火, Demon Fire]: A technique which is initiated by touching a target with the released shikai's blade, leaving a mark which will steadily cause liquid inside the target's body to evaporate and burn them from the inside. Consecutive hits will make the effect more potent and increased rate of evaporation until the body is a dried, shrunken husk. These marks will reset upon leaving the range of his zanpakuto's effect.

[More added later as upgrades if required by development.]


SKILL SHEETS & INFORMATION


General Skills [Human]
  • Durability: Adept.
  • General Speed: Adept.
  • Strength: Adept.
  • Martial Skill: Advanced.


General Skills [Shinigami]
  • Durability: Advanced.
  • General Speed: Adept.
  • Strength: Advanced.
  • Martial Skill: Advanced.


Will Skills
  • Willpower/Determination: Advanced.
  • Mental Deduction: Beginner.
  • Focus: Adept.


Racial Skills
  • Kido Beginner.
  • Zanjutsu: Adept.
  • Hakuda: Adept.
  • Hoho: Adept.


UPGRADE LOGS

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Tier: 3-5 -> 2-5 [15, 15, 15, 15, 30 = 90].
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