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Subject Post 61PostSubject: Re: Kyle's graphic test thread   Sat Jul 12, 2014 8:57 am

testing the avatar and signature in a short post yo

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Subject Post 62PostSubject: Re: Kyle's graphic test thread   Tue Nov 25, 2014 12:47 am





Nakami couldn't help but feel intrigued by these two women every time they opened their mouth. Nakami had grown fond of Neviah throughout their many years of being friends, even managing to become her Vice-Captain in the long run. The two of them had become great friends, not just holding a captain and Vice-Captain relationship. In fact, in many instances, outside viewers of their relationship would assume that it was the opposite way around. With Neviah constantly calling Nakami her 'senpai' on accident, it was easy to confuse their positions. Resting atop of Neviah's head, Nakami smiled softly for a moment. It wasn't done to make her feel above her captain, nor to dwarf her in size, but rather just a playful gesture shared between friends. Yet only at the last moment had Nakami realised her large bust was pressed up against the back of Neviah, resting just atop her shoulders and back. Shifting her vision by leaning forward slightly, the vice-captain would notice her glowing bright red. At first, Nakami had thought it was simply her growing flustered or scared from the sudden drop of a five foot eleven woman atop of her, softly. Upon further inspection, however, it seemed that her breast pressing up against her was the main cause. In the end, she couldn't change their size, so it was something that'd just need to be moved on from.

As she was shaken off from atop of her captains head, Nakami's chin had suddenly dropped, having her platform removed. A slight 'hm' echoed from her mouth as she rubbed the bottom of her chin. She had looked at Eliah now, she had been introduced as someone she trained in the past 100 years. Yet she was surprised by this, not because of Neviah having friends outside of her knowledge, but more because she has actually never heard of this woman in her life. Yet she couldn't help but let a small smile overcome her, the stuttering in her initial sentence made everything clear to Nakami. Perhaps she shouldn't have shown up here, perhaps it was a wrong decision to interfere in whatever exploits Neviah and Eliah were up to. If her captain was here, that meant she'd be able to go home as a representative of the 10th Division was already here. Sighing to herself, she'd simply look at the iced woman before her eyes and then shift towards Neviah. She didn't want to be the burden on this meeting, yet she would at least apologise to these two.

"I'm sorry, Neviah-sama, Eliah-san. It wasn't my place to just throw myself into the middle of your conversation like that. It was not my intention." A soft smile would still cover her mouth as she would now bow to either woman, right arm crossing her chest in honour. Making her body upright once again, she would then look towards Eliah after being introduced, the fan placed inside her Shihakusho earlier being brought out and placed in her left hand, fanning her face once again. "I apologise if I have intruded or made you uncomfortable, Eliah-san. If you wish me to, I will let you two be. As for your question, I am here merely as a representative of the tenth division. Had I known Neviah-sama would show up herself, I would not have bothered myself." Looking at her fan for a minute, a soft sigh would overcome her. Perhaps she was being too intrusive, as Eliah had said. Perhaps she was out of place. Making Neviah visibly uncomfortable and putting her friend on edge was not on her agenda, but in the end, that was the past. She needed to move on from such things if they were to continue forward. It was no surprise Nakami thought this, however. That was her general psyche. Ever since being saved by a white-haired man as a child, the very man who gave her inspiration to be a shinigami in the first place, she had this mentality. To dwell on the past was the equivalent of cutting open old scars, they would never truly heal unless one let them be.

Walking down to the side of the ring, Nakami simply placed her hands on her chin, using her elbows like a stand, not unlike to what she did to Neviah but a few moments ago. Her vision would fall upon the beginning of the fight. They were fairly close to the battle, so it was very possible for Nakami to observe the fight as well as hear the conversation. "It is a deal for us, slightly, Eliah-san. Wolf is known for is erratic behaviour. Even as spectators, we need to be on edge, or it's likely we will be dragged into the battle none the less. I was in the sixth division at the time that man decided it was a good idea to fight and blow most of it up. I know what he is capable of, don't take him lightly. Just stay ready to defend yourselves and those around you at any cost. As for Zeda... that man is a Yuudeshi. I believe we are all capable of appreciating what kind of destructive power he holds within him. He may not be as manic or insane as Wolf Lionus, but Zeda is powerful." A soft sigh yet again crossing her face, followed by a reach into her pocket, pulling out a small bottle of water. Taking a sip, she would remain leaning over the edge, simply looking onwards at the destruction brewing. She couldn't help but feel this fight would get out of hand quickly, and that no matter what anyone did, intervening in the fight would be a near impossible feat.

The analysis of Nakami wasn't wrong. She was knowledgeable about those around her, she withheld a lot of information within her, not only about the Seireitei, but as a division that was to deal with the 'real world', she had to store a lot of information. It wasn't a matter of who would win the fight before them, it was a matter of when would it stop? Turning her body around and leaning against the railing, Nakami tilted her head and looked at the two of them again. "Which squad do you reside in, Eliah? I'm surprised I've never seen you before... Once I see a face, I never forget it."





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Subject Post 63PostSubject: Re: Kyle's graphic test thread   Tue Nov 25, 2014 3:55 am






"The air out here smells... fowl." A deep, raspy voice cracked through the still air before the entrance to the gates of Hell, a few miles out, within the tall buildings of the Shadow Fall bases. The voice belonged to a man named Ravan Vespara, a man whom was as of right now unknown to the entire world and existence itself. By the second he set his foot outside of Hell, however, this was to change. Before his vision were children, adults, demons of all shapes and sizes right before his gaze. He didn't care who they were, he didn't even want to learn but he knew one thing was certain: they weren't ready for what Ravan and Hell held within. If but even a whiff of Hell's Energy escaped and corrupted these people, it is likely their bodies would be obliterated and consumed by Hell itself, being forced as a prisoner for all eternity. Just being so close to Hell was dangerous itself, the first gate to the first layer of Hell actually playing one of the most pivotal roles of any layer. Hands held in the pockets of his black jeans, Ravan continued to roll his head on his shoulders, each movement cracking in a different spot. His gaze grew more menacing as his eyes began to glow red, instantly shifting them to a small boy accompanied by what looked to be his father. Within the blink of an eye, he was right before the two - right hand stroking the underlining of the father's chin. Two words escaped his mouth. "How... pathetic."

After these words escaped his mouth, the palm of his hand would be flat on the man's chin, and with a single pull down, dislodging is bottom jaw and ripping it from his very skull, blood beginning to pore down and soak the ground. Ravan's hand wasn't even touched by blood, he had done this so fast and swift, that all of the blood hadn't touched his clothes or skin. Only for the moment after that he held the lower jaw did his fingers and hand become stained with blood. He looked around at the horrified faces due to the stunt he just pulled, and he just saw worthlessness. All he had ever known his entire life was strength, he had only know creatures or pure anger and hatred, he never even thought that there could be such weak beings within the demonic race. The Rakshasa truly were unique, in his mind. In spite of all these actions, Ravan's plan was to not actually cause a fight here. He didn't want someone of higher power to prove him wrong and try to kill him. Rather, he was testing the people themselves. The man whom now laid on the floor, jaw lines completely removed, was an example. If they people around him were disgusted by that, they wouldn't survive in Hell.

Throwing the jaw aside and rubbing a decent amount of blood off his right hand, Ravan stood before the giant gate to Hell. The person responsible for summoning this gate and bringing Hell into fruit was Khala, but she had left out a core detail. The people whom had overcome the dangerous and hostile wasteland just to view these gates and those within the Shadow Fall bases were not ready for what was within Hell. The surroundings of magma and fire were meant to keep people away, some people in fact mistaking this area for Hell itself. As his body faded again, it had instantly re appeared atop of a weapons manufacturing building, feet laying over the edge. This factory was one of the largest within this specific Shadow Fall base"I don't have an interest in these pitiful beings. I simply wish to see what our so called "allies" have planned for the likes of Hell. If it's anything weak like that old man, I will be severely disappointed. In fact, I won't hesitate to purge all these camps myself. The likes of Deveta and Hell don't have a need for such useless beings, so I'd be doing everyone a favour really." His hand was thrown up to his side as he was talking, imitating and expressing his words through use of his hands. His tone held one of disgust, disappointment and viciousness.

"Ah, right. There's nothing more annoying that some random person rambling about how he'll crush you when you don't even know his name." Sighing a little bit, he stood up; voice audible for anyone within a few miles radius to hear. "Ravan Vespara, The Original Rakshasa. Now if you dead beats mind, I'd like to talk to someone who isn't completely fucking useless." Ravan was a man of simple stature, he didn't care what others wanted. All he cared about was his job of maintaining as well as guardian Hell and himself. Those whom tried to come between that would swiftly find their end.





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Subject Post 64PostSubject: Re: Kyle's graphic test thread   Sat Feb 25, 2017 9:29 am


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"The air out here smells... fowl." A deep, raspy voice cracked through the still air before the entrance to the gates of Hell, a few miles out, within the tall buildings of the Shadow Fall bases. The voice belonged to a man named Ravan Vespara, a man whom was as of right now unknown to the entire world and existence itself. By the second he set his foot outside of Hell, however, this was to change. Before his vision were children, adults, demons of all shapes and sizes right before his gaze. He didn't care who they were, he didn't even want to learn but he knew one thing was certain: they weren't ready for what Ravan and Hell held within. If but even a whiff of Hell's Energy escaped and corrupted these people, it is likely their bodies would be obliterated and consumed by Hell itself, being forced as a prisoner for all eternity. Just being so close to Hell was dangerous itself, the first gate to the first layer of Hell actually playing one of the most pivotal roles of any layer. Hands held in the pockets of his black jeans, Ravan continued to roll his head on his shoulders, each movement cracking in a different spot. His gaze grew more menacing as his eyes began to glow red, instantly shifting them to a small boy accompanied by what looked to be his father. Within the blink of an eye, he was right before the two - right hand stroking the underlining of the father's chin. Two words escaped his mouth.



"I have arrived from the Land of Shadows. I am Scathach. Shall I call you "Master"?"

After these words escaped his mouth, the palm of his hand would be flat on the man's chin, and with a single pull down, dislodging is bottom jaw and ripping it from his very skull, blood beginning to pore down and soak the ground. Ravan's hand wasn't even touched by blood, he had done this so fast and swift, that all of the blood hadn't touched his clothes or skin. Only for the moment after that he held the lower jaw did his fingers and hand become stained with blood. He looked around at the horrified faces due to the stunt he just pulled, and he just saw worthlessness. All he had ever known his entire life was strength, he had only know creatures or pure anger and hatred, he never even thought that there could be such weak beings within the demonic race. The Rakshasa truly were unique, in his mind. In spite of all these actions, Ravan's plan was to not actually cause a fight here. He didn't want someone of higher power to prove him wrong and try to kill him. Rather, he was testing the people themselves. The man whom now laid on the floor, jaw lines completely removed, was an example. If they people around him were disgusted by that, they wouldn't survive in Hell.

Throwing the jaw aside and rubbing a decent amount of blood off his right hand, Ravan stood before the giant gate to Hell. The person responsible for summoning this gate and bringing Hell into fruit was Khala, but she had left out a core detail. The people whom had overcome the dangerous and hostile wasteland just to view these gates and those within the Shadow Fall bases were not ready for what was within Hell. The surroundings of magma and fire were meant to keep people away, some people in fact mistaking this area for Hell itself. As his body faded again, it had instantly re appeared atop of a weapons manufacturing building, feet laying over the edge. This factory was one of the largest within this specific Shadow Fall base.
"I don't have an interest in these pitiful beings. I simply wish to see what our so called "allies" have planned for the likes of Hell. If it's anything weak like that old man, I will be severely disappointed. In fact, I won't hesitate to purge all these camps myself. The likes of Deveta and Hell don't have a need for such useless beings, so I'd be doing everyone a favor really." His hand was thrown up to his side as he was talking, imitating and expressing his words through use of his hands. His tone held one of disgust, disappointment and viciousness.

"Ah, right. There's nothing more annoying that some random person rambling about how he'll crush you when you don't even know his name." Sighing a little bit, he stood up; voice audible for anyone within a few miles radius to hear. "Ravan Vespara, The Original Rakshasa. Now if you dead beats mind, I'd like to talk to someone who isn't completely fucking useless." Ravan was a man of simple stature, he didn't care what others wanted. All he cared about was his job of maintaining as well as guardian Hell and himself. Those whom tried to come between that would swiftly find their end.


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Subject Post 65PostSubject: Re: Kyle's graphic test thread   Sat Feb 25, 2017 10:26 am



"I have arrived from the Land of Shadows. I am Scathach. Shall I call you "Master"?"

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[center][color=#322b4a][b]"I have arrived from the Land of Shadows. I am Scathach. Shall I call you "Master"?"[/b][/color][/center]

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