Re: Kyle's graphic test thread

Thu Dec 05, 2013 10:49 pm

This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...

Sat Dec 28, 2013 10:57 pm

This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...

Mon Dec 30, 2013 1:08 am

Artist: Arctic Monkeys - Song: Arabella - Word Count: 3117

This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...

Tue Dec 31, 2013 9:24 pm

Rain began to pore again. It was dark. The E-zone district was always home to the most messed up experiments, there were dark sides in the E-zone district and now that Kakine had been exposed to them there was no more escaping the reality of it. It wasn't that he was surprised by the dark side, but uncovering the brutality and the measures they went through to get their ways was an... experience. Kakine had no doubt that his powers were already great, he didn't expect their project to even do much. What exactly could they do for him? The Kakine project had noble goals and ideals... but could they really be trusted? There was no confirmation or proof shown to him quite yet about how he would be undergoing experiments, from his brief time spent in the lab-like area they had... bodies. People... everywhere. The walls in the labs were white like clouds yet the rooms were as menacing as the devil himself. Were they really so keen to get into the project that they'd completely capture a man's wife for almost five HUNDRED years? It was worrying to say the least.

Although this wasn't the primary concern right now. Earlier the Creator of Nothing had lost his head and ripped and entire wall off a building. Whilst it normally wouldn't be his concerned,

Sun Jan 26, 2014 9:09 am

This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...This was getting interesting. Time passed by like it was simply in fast-forward, the seemingly becoming darker quicker and quicker. Oka was interested in this man, she really was, and no matter what she tried to do to fight him properly, it seemed that he would have some kind of counter for it. Very intriguing indeed. Never the less, she stood there as her girenkyaku pushed her back and eyes snapped onto the view of her opponent, Gift, dodging and then quickly getting slammed by the massive ball of compressed wind from up above, her destabilization coming into play and even causing him to become weaker in bone structure. It was an interesting ability, her destabilization. What could it do? Exactly what the name says; destabilize anything that came within a certain range; and at extreme close range? Even disintegrate it into nothing, ripping apart the atoms and molecules that hold the object together and sending them in separate ways on an molecular level. This became funnier and funnier to Oka, she had received minor damage, but the green arrows from before? They were nothing special. She stood there as she thought about this, they weren't adding any extra effect to his power. She wasn't overwhelmed with the power that was being pushed into her. Pathetic she thought to herself.

... Or so she thought. As she stood there, watching the man get hit with the compressed ball of wind that held enough force to nearly break his bones or skull with the destabilization. Oka stood there, her vision going black for a moment. She blinked, feet being pulled off balance as she stumbled forwards and back, finally pushing her feet into the platform harshly. W...What the hell? She pondered yet again. Each shoulder echoed with an intense pain, feeling as if it was screeching throughout her body with a poisonous, stinging like sensation, only on a much larger scale. Visions flashed in front of her eyes, the view of trees in the distance over the hundred metre cleared area, visions of her past. What was this? Her shoulders, they echoed with pain, sure, but this was something different. Visions... Her mind flashed back to her bother, her family. She remembered the Shinigami that killed her brother, cutting off his head and not even treating the body with respect. More visions of her mother continued to flash, blood. That's all that could describe these visions. Blood... gore... all of it plagued her mind. Her mother that was killed by those demons...

Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:22 am

This was supposed to be a calm day. A calm day without any fools trying to burn down the very way of life established in Karakura. This is what Kakine Yuudeshi wondered as his ears and eyes met the destruction and screaming of humans in the distance. The sound of a rapid-fire gun echoing throughout even the central area of Karakura. For someone slaughtering thousands of people, whoever the person in question was, was doing a very bad job at hiding their presence. Sitting atop of a roof, Kakine simply let his legs hang over the edge, a silent sigh now escaping from the side of his mouth. In his hand would be a aluminium can of coffee, the lid slightly cracked open as his right hand slowly raised, taking a sip. He sat there for a moment and pondered things within his mind, what exactly he should do in this situation. He was one of the most powerful members of the entire Yuudeshi family, one of the most powerful people in the ENTIRE World. Would he really be needed for such a thing? These were the type of thoughts that plagued his mind. Yet as he sat there for a moment pondering these possibilities, he couldn't help but sigh even more as the screams and shots of the Gatling gun grew even more intense. Taking a final gulp of his can of coffee, it would be tossed to the side with great force, falling down off the roof and meeting the floor that was over a hundred meters below. Standing up now, Kakine would look off into the distance, the maroon blazer and slacks shining in the sunlight. With one step off the edge of the building, Kakine would disappear, fading into the very air as he made his way towards the location.

A sudden burst of energy would be felt all over Karakura Forest, the presence of Kakine filling everyone that was close by. Coming to a halt almost instantly, Kakine's speed would be finally be nulled, an eyebrow raising as the gatling gun continued to burst through humans and all other species alike. Letting out a slight smile, Kakine would feel his blood beginning to pump, the energy filling his body to take out the trash responsible for this. Humans laid in blood all around The Creator of Nothing's body, blood soaking into his brown shoes. With one fluent movement, The Yuudeshi Male would draw his hands inwards, elegantly placing them together before drawing them apart. As the pale hands drew apart, a field of pure energy, let off by his cybernetic shielding would surround a good hundred metre area, taking the bullets from the gun with relative ease. Humans and Iramasha alike, within this field, would be sheltered from the onslaught that was this cyborg before him.

However, Kakine's eyes quickly shifted to the cyborg that was killing all these people once again. In the arms of his enemy was a rocket launcher, a fiery blast exploding from it. Eyes widening slightly, Kakine's cybernetic shielding would weaken, going back to it's normal state of close to his body. Throwing his right hand out, a ball of concrete would surround the rocket mid air; the concrete thick to the point where the explosion from within would only send cracks throughout it. From within, the rocket would have exploded almost instantly. By the time this was completed, a cylinder of intense and hardened concrete would drop to the floor, containing the explosion within it, leaving the surroundings unharmed from the fire. "Some Iramasha shit thinks he's got the right to blast in here and tear apart a peaceful forest? You piece of shit, your insides will have exploded once I'm done with you." By the time his words were done, the ball of concrete would split open upon touching the ground. A frown was covering his face, on his hand a glove with two blade-like prongs pointed towards his opponent.

"However... I'm curious about one thing." Blood covered the bottom of his pants from walking among the corpses, a slight smile beginning to grow across his mouth as he posed the question. "We are on good terms with the Iramasha, so you must have been defected or thrown out. So pathetic, an Iramasha who was thrown out by his own race. I can't help but smile. But then again, this means... NOBODY WILL MISS YOU ONCE YOU'RE GONE!" As he said this, nothing would be held back within his smile. Within a second, the ground would tear up and even send dirt flying into the air, Kakine's body making a rush towards his opponent. Within the blink of an eye, the male Yuudeshi would appear right before this Iramasha, body kept low, aiming to stab the two bladed fingers straight through his gut. Using the momentum of the traveled distance, the force behind this would be intense. If these two blades entered into his stomach, it would aim to dig so far to the point her his fist would also slam right into the body of the Iramasha, hopefully winding him along with the stabbing.

Whether or not this was complete, at least ten after images would be made all around the man's body, whilst the real Kakine was scene high up above the location of Sid. Hauling his right hand down, the energy within Kakine's body would stir intensely. As his hand dropped, a black coffin would be seen to surround the Iramasha's entire body. Using his CreationConstruction, Kakine was capable of summoning the ancient kido technique to attempt to eliminate his opponent. "Hadō no Ni-jyu-u. Kurohitsugi." The words spoken were let out, the black box finally forming around his opponent. However it must be noted that this was not bad through Kakine's kido knowledge, but rather 'created' from the concept of their kido. He had the power to create anything he wished, even if that meant replicating other spells. If this surrounded his opponent, the energy that surged through it would instantly be known to be superior to a spell like this on a normal level. Kakine was able to take the full strength of a Kurohitsugi, as if the enchantment was used, and slam it around his opponent.

A slight bit of saliva would build up within Kakine's mouth as he rested mid air after his assault, spitting down to the ground with a grin on his face. "Don't mock me with your pathetic and childish games, you're lucky to have summoned someone like me here at all."

Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:52 am

This was supposed to be a calm day. A calm day without any fools trying to burn down the very way of life established in Karakura. This is what Kakine Yuudeshi wondered as his ears and eyes met the destruction and screaming of humans in the distance. The sound of a rapid-fire gun echoing throughout even the central area of Karakura. For someone slaughtering thousands of people, whoever the person in question was, was doing a very bad job at hiding their presence. Sitting atop of a roof, Kakine simply let his legs hang over the edge, a silent sigh now escaping from the side of his mouth. In his hand would be a aluminium can of coffee, the lid slightly cracked open as his right hand slowly raised, taking a sip. He sat there for a moment and pondered things within his mind, what exactly he should do in this situation. He was one of the most powerful members of the entire Yuudeshi family, one of the most powerful people in the ENTIRE World. Would he really be needed for such a thing? These were the type of thoughts that plagued his mind. Yet as he sat there for a moment pondering these possibilities, he couldn't help but sigh even more as the screams and shots of the Gatling gun grew even more intense. Taking a final gulp of his can of coffee, it would be tossed to the side with great force, falling down off the roof and meeting the floor that was over a hundred meters below. Standing up now, Kakine would look off into the distance, the maroon blazer and slacks shining in the sunlight. With one step off the edge of the building, Kakine would disappear, fading into the very air as he made his way towards the location.

A sudden burst of energy would be felt all over Karakura Forest, the presence of Kakine filling everyone that was close by. Coming to a halt almost instantly, Kakine's speed would be finally be nulled, an eyebrow raising as the gatling gun continued to burst through humans and all other species alike. Letting out a slight smile, Kakine would feel his blood beginning to pump, the energy filling his body to take out the trash responsible for this. Humans laid in blood all around The Creator of Nothing's body, blood soaking into his brown shoes. With one fluent movement, The Yuudeshi Male would draw his hands inwards, elegantly placing them together before drawing them apart. As the pale hands drew apart, a field of pure energy, let off by his cybernetic shielding would surround a good hundred metre area, taking the bullets from the gun with relative ease. Humans and Iramasha alike, within this field, would be sheltered from the onslaught that was this cyborg before him.

However, Kakine's eyes quickly shifted to the cyborg that was killing all these people once again. In the arms of his enemy was a rocket launcher, a fiery blast exploding from it. Eyes widening slightly, Kakine's cybernetic shielding would weaken, going back to it's normal state of close to his body. Throwing his right hand out, a ball of concrete would surround the rocket mid air; the concrete thick to the point where the explosion from within would only send cracks throughout it. From within, the rocket would have exploded almost instantly. By the time this was completed, a cylinder of intense and hardened concrete would drop to the floor, containing the explosion within it, leaving the surroundings unharmed from the fire. "Some Iramasha shit thinks he's got the right to blast in here and tear apart a peaceful forest? You piece of shit, your insides will have exploded once I'm done with you." By the time his words were done, the ball of concrete would split open upon touching the ground. A frown was covering his face, on his hand a glove with two blade-like prongs pointed towards his opponent.

"However... I'm curious about one thing." Blood covered the bottom of his pants from walking among the corpses, a slight smile beginning to grow across his mouth as he posed the question. "We are on good terms with the Iramasha, so you must have been defected or thrown out. So pathetic, an Iramasha who was thrown out by his own race. I can't help but smile. But then again, this means... NOBODY WILL MISS YOU ONCE YOU'RE GONE!" As he said this, nothing would be held back within his smile. Within a second, the ground would tear up and even send dirt flying into the air, Kakine's body making a rush towards his opponent. Within the blink of an eye, the male Yuudeshi would appear right before this Iramasha, body kept low, aiming to stab the two bladed fingers straight through his gut. Using the momentum of the traveled distance, the force behind this would be intense. If these two blades entered into his stomach, it would aim to dig so far to the point her his fist would also slam right into the body of the Iramasha, hopefully winding him along with the stabbing.

Whether or not this was complete, at least ten after images would be made all around the man's body, whilst the real Kakine was scene high up above the location of Sid. Hauling his right hand down, the energy within Kakine's body would stir intensely. As his hand dropped, a black coffin would be seen to surround the Iramasha's entire body. Using his CreationConstruction, Kakine was capable of summoning the ancient kido technique to attempt to eliminate his opponent. "Hadō no Ni-jyu-u. Kurohitsugi." The words spoken were let out, the black box finally forming around his opponent. However it must be noted that this was not bad through Kakine's kido knowledge, but rather 'created' from the concept of their kido. He had the power to create anything he wished, even if that meant replicating other spells. If this surrounded his opponent, the energy that surged through it would instantly be known to be superior to a spell like this on a normal level. Kakine was able to take the full strength of a Kurohitsugi, as if the enchantment was used, and slam it around his opponent.

A slight bit of saliva would build up within Kakine's mouth as he rested mid air after his assault, spitting down to the ground with a grin on his face. "Don't mock me with your pathetic and childish games, you're lucky to have summoned someone like me here at all."

Tue Mar 04, 2014 8:19 am

The Jigoku Dezato. The very place that was home to the Monsuta base, located within the ever-expanding world of the Kokuryuteshi Realm. A hot, annoying place for a group of people to live. The very way this place was set out irritated the leader of the Monsuta to no end, in his youth, Hakai Chikara believed that this was the perfect place to live away from everything. It allowed a tactical location in which would be hard to locate, remote and away from most other civilizations. It was perfect, at least while he remained in the Monsuta. After the War in Australia, Hakai had changed. He had changed not only on his outer appearance, but his ideology changed. For months, if not years before hand, Hakai had suffered the ill-concept of having to hurt Zin and destroy the Vizard Corps as a whole. An entire group of wild Vizard's who were so set and destroying their vizard counterparts. Looking back on it for months, Hakai found it pathetic. His past. His life. So much anger being put into this group of people, so much time and effort put into worthless hate. His fight with Zin, their clash for a brief time in the city of Adelaide, it changed him. The main problem with this very existence that he lead was how much it warped his mind. And now he faced another problem, ridding himself of that negativity.

Hakai simply sighed as his own footsteps could be heard, slowly walking through the large hall of the Meeting Centre. Tables and chairs littered each side of the a large table, each chair being wooden with a soft cushion on it. At the tip of the table was a larger chair, the back running up way past the head of Hakai if he were to sit in it. Finally reaching said chair, Hakai would let out a sigh to himself, his feet stopping the pattering, coming to a halt as his right hand dragged the chair outwards, a slight creek echoing through the hall as the legs dragged on the tiles. Letting his body be limb, he slowly sat down into the huge chair, one hand holding the side of his head, elbow on the table and acting as a supporting pillar. His eyes drooped down, simply looking at the wooden table and just giving himself a comforting smile which soon faded away back with his thoughts. Cracking his right fist on the side of his head, his hand would shoot outwards, two black pieces of charcoal shooting out from his palm. The two pieces would begin to draw on the the red cape that covered his right arm, a markings similar to that of anicent markings. Keeping an expressionless aura over his entire face, his mouth would slide open, his deep voice echoing through the hall. "Bakudo no Nana-Juu-nana. Tenteikūra."

These words being said, finally, a loud echoing, almost like a soft explosion could be heard. A message would be relayed to all commanders within the Monsuta; the message of it detailed as such. 'Commanders, head-members of the Monsuta. I wish to see all of you within the meeting room back at the Kokuryteishi desert, Jigoku Dezato. If you could hurry, it would be highly appreciated. This is to announce something that is very close and dear to me, something to be decided. I will detail all things related to this in the future, once enough people arrive. When possible, arrive. To many of you, I will no longer look like I used to. For now, my attire consists of a red cloak, lined with a golden glove. Much has changed, not only the way I am presenting myself, but the way things are in the world. Things must be made clear. And I will do everything within my power to make it correct. Yours truly, Hakai Chikara.' This message would be let out and implanted into the mind of every member, letting them know to come to the meeting hall. The message itself would be carried out with the same voice that Hakai held, almost as if he was directly using mind-control to tap into their mind.

He had many things to discuss with the people in the Monsuta, the entire ordeal with their situation in Australia had changed much. People had been lost, some in fact recruited. However through his exchange with Zin, he was in fact on good terms with the Yuudeshi family now, or at least Zin himself. Mutual respect as Vizard Kings with each other, not gaining Adelaide for either side of the fight, but claimed by both Vizard Kings. He respected him now, his entire psych was thrown into a new way of thinking, for the better rather than the worst. Never the less, he needed to continue. He needed everyone within the organization that he made, brought up from the ground, to know exactly what was going on. Exactly what he intended to do with his life and with them. Much needed to be discussed, so as he sat there, the Monsuta Leader simply let his open fist rest upon the side of his chin, head cocked to the right into his fist. His body was slumped down in a lazy fashion, keeping a relaxed aura over his entire body. Yet he did not change posture, he simply sat... and waited.

"And so I wait. There's much that needs to be discussed, for I fear that this has gone on too long. Judgement will finally be made. Judgement on whom will lead The Monsuta into a new era. For empires shall fall and bodies will rain the streets for as long as war continues, but there is something that will always be present. The ability to change. To change life. There's a much better way to live... and this is not it." Few words said under his voice, so only he could hear. He was set on this decision, nothing could waver him. It was time do this.

Tue Mar 04, 2014 8:20 am

The Jigoku Dezato. The very place that was home to the Monsuta base, located within the ever-expanding world of the Kokuryuteshi Realm. A hot, annoying place for a group of people to live. The very way this place was set out irritated the leader of the Monsuta to no end, in his youth, Hakai Chikara believed that this was the perfect place to live away from everything. It allowed a tactical location in which would be hard to locate, remote and away from most other civilizations. It was perfect, at least while he remained in the Monsuta. After the War in Australia, Hakai had changed. He had changed not only on his outer appearance, but his ideology changed. For months, if not years before hand, Hakai had suffered the ill-concept of having to hurt Zin and destroy the Vizard Corps as a whole. An entire group of wild Vizard's who were so set and destroying their vizard counterparts. Looking back on it for months, Hakai found it pathetic. His past. His life. So much anger being put into this group of people, so much time and effort put into worthless hate. His fight with Zin, their clash for a brief time in the city of Adelaide, it changed him. The main problem with this very existence that he lead was how much it warped his mind. And now he faced another problem, ridding himself of that negativity.

Hakai simply sighed as his own footsteps could be heard, slowly walking through the large hall of the Meeting Centre. Tables and chairs littered each side of the a large table, each chair being wooden with a soft cushion on it. At the tip of the table was a larger chair, the back running up way past the head of Hakai if he were to sit in it. Finally reaching said chair, Hakai would let out a sigh to himself, his feet stopping the pattering, coming to a halt as his right hand dragged the chair outwards, a slight creek echoing through the hall as the legs dragged on the tiles. Letting his body be limb, he slowly sat down into the huge chair, one hand holding the side of his head, elbow on the table and acting as a supporting pillar. His eyes drooped down, simply looking at the wooden table and just giving himself a comforting smile which soon faded away back with his thoughts. Cracking his right fist on the side of his head, his hand would shoot outwards, two black pieces of charcoal shooting out from his palm. The two pieces would begin to draw on the the red cape that covered his right arm, a markings similar to that of anicent markings. Keeping an expressionless aura over his entire face, his mouth would slide open, his deep voice echoing through the hall. "Bakudo no Nana-Juu-nana. Tenteikūra."

These words being said, finally, a loud echoing, almost like a soft explosion could be heard. A message would be relayed to all commanders within the Monsuta; the message of it detailed as such. 'Commanders, head-members of the Monsuta. I wish to see all of you within the meeting room back at the Kokuryteishi desert, Jigoku Dezato. If you could hurry, it would be highly appreciated. This is to announce something that is very close and dear to me, something to be decided. I will detail all things related to this in the future, once enough people arrive. When possible, arrive. To many of you, I will no longer look like I used to. For now, my attire consists of a red cloak, lined with a golden glove. Much has changed, not only the way I am presenting myself, but the way things are in the world. Things must be made clear. And I will do everything within my power to make it correct. Yours truly, Hakai Chikara.' This message would be let out and implanted into the mind of every member, letting them know to come to the meeting hall. The message itself would be carried out with the same voice that Hakai held, almost as if he was directly using mind-control to tap into their mind.

He had many things to discuss with the people in the Monsuta, the entire ordeal with their situation in Australia had changed much. People had been lost, some in fact recruited. However through his exchange with Zin, he was in fact on good terms with the Yuudeshi family now, or at least Zin himself. Mutual respect as Vizard Kings with each other, not gaining Adelaide for either side of the fight, but claimed by both Vizard Kings. He respected him now, his entire psych was thrown into a new way of thinking, for the better rather than the worst. Never the less, he needed to continue. He needed everyone within the organization that he made, brought up from the ground, to know exactly what was going on. Exactly what he intended to do with his life and with them. Much needed to be discussed, so as he sat there, the Monsuta Leader simply let his open fist rest upon the side of his chin, head cocked to the right into his fist. His body was slumped down in a lazy fashion, keeping a relaxed aura over his entire body. Yet he did not change posture, he simply sat... and waited.

"And so I wait. There's much that needs to be discussed, for I fear that this has gone on too long. Judgement will finally be made. Judgement on whom will lead The Monsuta into a new era. For empires shall fall and bodies will rain the streets for as long as war continues, but there is something that will always be present. The ability to change. To change life. There's a much better way to live... and this is not it." Few words said under his voice, so only he could hear. He was set on this decision, nothing could waver him. It was time do this.

Wed Mar 05, 2014 1:15 am

The Jigoku Dezato. The very place that was home to the Monsuta base, located within the ever-expanding world of the Kokuryuteshi Realm. A hot, annoying place for a group of people to live. The very way this place was set out irritated the leader of the Monsuta to no end, in his youth, Hakai Chikara believed that this was the perfect place to live away from everything. It allowed a tactical location in which would be hard to locate, remote and away from most other civilizations. It was perfect, at least while he remained in the Monsuta. After the War in Australia, Hakai had changed. He had changed not only on his outer appearance, but his ideology changed. For months, if not years before hand, Hakai had suffered the ill-concept of having to hurt Zin and destroy the Vizard Corps as a whole. An entire group of wild Vizard's who were so set and destroying their vizard counterparts. Looking back on it for months, Hakai found it pathetic. His past. His life. So much anger being put into this group of people, so much time and effort put into worthless hate. His fight with Zin, their clash for a brief time in the city of Adelaide, it changed him. The main problem with this very existence that he lead was how much it warped his mind. And now he faced another problem, ridding himself of that negativity.

Hakai simply sighed as his own footsteps could be heard, slowly walking through the large hall of the Meeting Centre. Tables and chairs littered each side of the a large table, each chair being wooden with a soft cushion on it. At the tip of the table was a larger chair, the back running up way past the head of Hakai if he were to sit in it. Finally reaching said chair, Hakai would let out a sigh to himself, his feet stopping the pattering, coming to a halt as his right hand dragged the chair outwards, a slight creek echoing through the hall as the legs dragged on the tiles. Letting his body be limb, he slowly sat down into the huge chair, one hand holding the side of his head, elbow on the table and acting as a supporting pillar. His eyes drooped down, simply looking at the wooden table and just giving himself a comforting smile which soon faded away back with his thoughts. Cracking his right fist on the side of his head, his hand would shoot outwards, two black pieces of charcoal shooting out from his palm. The two pieces would begin to draw on the the red cape that covered his right arm, a markings similar to that of anicent markings. Keeping an expressionless aura over his entire face, his mouth would slide open, his deep voice echoing through the hall. "Bakudo no Nana-Juu-nana. Tenteikūra."

These words being said, finally, a loud echoing, almost like a soft explosion could be heard. A message would be relayed to all commanders within the Monsuta; the message of it detailed as such. 'Commanders, head-members of the Monsuta. I wish to see all of you within the meeting room back at the Kokuryteishi desert, Jigoku Dezato. If you could hurry, it would be highly appreciated. This is to announce something that is very close and dear to me, something to be decided. I will detail all things related to this in the future, once enough people arrive. When possible, arrive. To many of you, I will no longer look like I used to. For now, my attire consists of a red cloak, lined with a golden glove. Much has changed, not only the way I am presenting myself, but the way things are in the world. Things must be made clear. And I will do everything within my power to make it correct. Yours truly, Hakai Chikara.' This message would be let out and implanted into the mind of every member, letting them know to come to the meeting hall. The message itself would be carried out with the same voice that Hakai held, almost as if he was directly using mind-control to tap into their mind.

He had many things to discuss with the people in the Monsuta, the entire ordeal with their situation in Australia had changed much. People had been lost, some in fact recruited. However through his exchange with Zin, he was in fact on good terms with the Yuudeshi family now, or at least Zin himself. Mutual respect as Vizard Kings with each other, not gaining Adelaide for either side of the fight, but claimed by both Vizard Kings. He respected him now, his entire psych was thrown into a new way of thinking, for the better rather than the worst. Never the less, he needed to continue. He needed everyone within the organization that he made, brought up from the ground, to know exactly what was going on. Exactly what he intended to do with his life and with them. Much needed to be discussed, so as he sat there, the Monsuta Leader simply let his open fist rest upon the side of his chin, head cocked to the right into his fist. His body was slumped down in a lazy fashion, keeping a relaxed aura over his entire body. Yet he did not change posture, he simply sat... and waited.

"And so I wait. There's much that needs to be discussed, for I fear that this has gone on too long. Judgement will finally be made. Judgement on whom will lead The Monsuta into a new era. For empires shall fall and bodies will rain the streets for as long as war continues, but there is something that will always be present. The ability to change. To change life. There's a much better way to live... and this is not it." Few words said under his voice, so only he could hear. He was set on this decision, nothing could waver him. It was time do this.