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Subject Post 1Subject: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:42 am
“..There’s Only One of them.. w-what the he-..”
“Help HQ” Thousands of requests for help had been coming in at lightning speed to the Mexican army, all reporting a single man , one which seemed to be at break neck speed wiping out the armies which seemed to be converging like ants on his single point.
“ Quite the Reception I’m Honored, However this land is to be claimed for the Monsuta, and its backers. So as the new country comes.. I doubt Tora wants any insurgencies.. so.. I will have to ask all of you to die.. men.. women children.. every one of you will die..”
Azuma’s words had been simple, and to the point as even now, thousands or millions of monsuta members had been called in these members the remainders of loyalists from the monsuta war, had spread out in every town, from the border of Mexico down to the heart of mexico, already after an hour of the operations beginning, whole provinces of the Mexican Country had been wiped completely out blood pouring through the street’s like wine, drenching and soaking into the earth to the point that it stained the very sandy dirt of the earth bright crimson red. He had given simple orders, wicked one’s which had hurt his heart but embodied what he knew would be tora’s own desires, summed up in maybe three commands. Which he had briefed the operatives to do earlier.
“.Men I ask three things of you First..Kill the inhabitants, leave none alive. , Two, Destroy any trace of them existing here, Three Crush any traces of this country’s past.”
That had been the three commands he had given, and they had been taken splendidly. With the casualties having risen to insane levels, as he was in the middle of an army which wasn’t his own he had ran his thoughts through the network checking the status of the take over of Mexico, his mind registering the single thing he needed to hear, dimly registering the rain of lead and bullets enough to keep them at bay. What he gathered through the static was simple..
“..Operation Nation Slayer. 25% Complete. “
Azuma’s face lit up, a sly feral grin breaking his mask of feigned indifference as his golden eyes glinted cruel in the firelight of wrecked tanks and twisted frames of buildings. His right hand raising up as the skies seemed to be clogged up by all the smoke the air stinking of burning flesh, while he had slid his pivot foot a tank shell hurtling by inches from blowing his nose off, his face turning to face the front of the arm, his foot firmly skidding to a stop as he had then put his middle finger and thumb together on his right hand. Only then would he have firmly snapped, the sound vanishing under the roar of combustion taking place from extreme friction, literally causing a city block sized portion of the army to explode in a huge hellstorm of flame burning and melting the metal of tanks and reducing the bodies to ash.
His arm moved then sideways in a arc as he snapped again, a spark escaping from his fingers igniting and setting another city block sized portion of the army on fire, as he moved and danced amidst the wreckage he had continued snapping, these motions accompanied by the familiar scream of those who quickly burnt to a smoldering cinder, not even the bones left to honor their passing, he cremated every last one of them, leaving ashes in his wake as he continued the sky periodically being lit up by the hellish lights of his powers in action, smoldering flame, unrivaled mass burials, happening simultaneously. As ashes rose, as flames rocketed skyward Azuma’s eyes seemed to shift, tears sliding from them tears of sadness, while his mouth was curved into a manic grin of glee.
“I have deemed that to make the empire we desire.. a place of peace, we must start from the ground up, make a nation for the monsters this world doesn’t want. A NATION of moonsters!”
Azuma exclaimed his voice ringing out as he laughed slowly his finger snapping again this time causing the ground below to explode along with the portion of the army that had been standing on it, incinerating them and leaving only a crater to honor their pathetic lives. Only then did he begin to speak again his eyes half opened half shut.
”That’s.. My Wish”
Azuma would have whispered before he would have raised his hand manipulating friction, so that when he struck his foot on the ground it would have caused a straight on wave of flames to race forward, engulfing another portion of the army reducing it to straight up ash, as he would have slowly allowed the sadness to vanish from his eyes, replacing it with a cruel calculating look which was partially his wish and partially the network of the monsuta. Opening up his powers a tiny bit he had spread his hand out slowly as his mask slid on for a moment as he heard that warbling voice in his head.
“Say does that mean I can flambé them?”
Azuma had chuckled at his inner hollow before he just simply answered his voice level but also warbled due to having his mask on at this moment.
“Yes it does “
After Azuma answered his palm opened and jerked across the battle field, a beam of light slicing through the opposition leaving only cut in half objects bodies, and a line of fire where the beam hit the ground. Azuma then slowly began to walk forward as he had let out a breath of super-heated air, the mask fading from his face as he simply said now.. “..I wonder whats next..”
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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Fri Aug 01, 2014 12:04 pm
Artist: Bear McCreary - Song: Black Sails OST, L'urca de Lima - Word Count: -
The cutting screams and the darkened sky, everything was in order everything was under the weight of control... everything was ready. Tora strolled into this city his smile engulfing his face as he saw the merciless destruction, every man woman and child ran from their homes crying for a god that couldn't save them, every step brought him to the brink of nirvana every drop of innocent blood falling excited him, Tora was in bliss his eyes closed and embracing the cold hand of death that had been spread here. For so long these "mongrels" had been waiting letting the world slip into its fattened coma, no longer however now as they stood in this place their ideals crushing everything in their wake tora could only embrace the hell they had created.
It wasn't long before Tora had reached his shadows position, an area where a large part of resistance stood hundreds of men rioting under the name of an "Army" trying to stop this from happening, but what they lacked was the most basic of conviction, this had happened and nothing was going to stop the evil from crushing the light that existed here. As they rose up screaming for heads it would show that no man here was safe from the wrath of kings. As they charged forth slowly one by one they would all fall their embrace of death creeping in as their innards bled their air all but fading and their heels stuck to the pavement below, Tora walked forth watching these men cry as they endured their pain growing and growing and as their hurt grew so did Toras smile. He no longer wished for any being to bear the black mark of hell, he despised the cowardice of these people but he endured to allow them to struggle against the inevitable, why? because when hes so close to blowing his load why not let his joy stroke it a little longer.
Do you hear the voices Azuma? they keep whispering in my ears, they told me i should let them rot on these streets, let the smell act as the last memento to the failure that was once here. They tell me that setting this city alight will be all to pretty. But do you know what else they tell me? they tell me that only gods can live with the horror of eternity, but you know ... i think they're wrong.
As the words trickled from his mouth he wanted this being who had forever been seen as a beast and somewhat Frankenstein monster to know he wasn't alone. Tora had long since relinquished the basic shred of humanity that held him in place and now in the wake of hate azuma too had forced his hand to the abyss that tora stared into everyday, never had he cared for this machine but he did understand the beast within him he understood the heart of evil within and the hate for the world that sat bellow. This man was Toras kin not a brother, he had no brothers, but a son, a son to the enslavement he knew... a familiar face in the heart of disdain the difference? he embraced the sinister wake azuma still had penance he needed to shed.
Just thinking of Tasting the succulent juice of these corpses blood is bringing me to half mast, this is the one time i think i may just come prematurely but then a hasty celebration like that isn't something to take lightly.... lets keep their heads as a memento i feel like erasing the fire is a bad lesson for the world, after all isn't it only fair that they too get to watch the rest of the world burn? after all they are giving us such a lovely city, wouldn't you say azuma?
He stood his eyes casting over this place the destruction and pain was all that he could love, but this man beside him was something that he thought could still hold the mantle of humanity with pride, however this just seemed to be a wake up call to the darkness within the men he had taken as family.
this was not their war to begin, no Tora knew full well that this place wasn't theirs to take nothing here was worth all this bloodshed, but fortunately tora never really gave two solid shits for the ideals of the world he wanted nothing but silence and even through wrong means this still achieved goals that would help his family.
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Fri Aug 01, 2014 1:31 pm
“…Only their heads, mm.. no I have a better idea…”
Azuma mumbled, as he would have slowly began to let his mind go blank, he gave up the humanity, cast aside the logicality.. slowly all his pent up frustrations?.. They just.. disappeared the peace of humanity he was holding onto.. finally it evaporated as the network began to rumble to life, the psychological shift causing the normal laid back logical network to begun to rumble to roil, to lust for the death and destruction of many as azuma’s lips began to move, he didn’t even say anything it was as if he was mumbling a prayer, a specially formulated calculation was moving through his head at lightning fast speeds. He continued snapping slow like a heart beat the repeated movements causing something to happen , something dastardly which began to move further and further, the reach of the sound rising and becoming even louder with each movement.
“..The mongrels purged.. should not be allowed to remain.. but they will remain..i will.. build a nation of bones.. and be seated at your side.. on a throne of a country of lives purged to build our majestic home”
He finished his lips letting out a wisper, as he begun to think in his mind, reaching out pushing his limits not using the networks energies but syncing with it as his will became the networks will, he wasn’t thinking of how to get it done, not planned like he normally is, not reserved. Chanting in the network even the whispers could be heard by its creator the father of all this destruction Tora lionus should have been able to hear the words clearly as azuma began to stomp his foot in time with his snap. The friction gradually increasing in this beat , while his lips began to part into a demented smile as he would have with his voice echoed by the network of their monsters kingdom spoke.
“Kill the lives, disgrace the dead, ruin the honor, rip tear, kill, kill rip disappear , disappear.. Destroy and raise, rebuild , Destroy.. Destroy.. Rain.. Rain Blood.. Destroy.. Kill.. Rip.. Destroy Rip.. Kill.. Murder.. Rape.. Violate. Sin. Blood.. Rain.. Bloody Rain.. Bones of Steel.. Buildings of grandeur. Made of the murdered lives.. , Pawns.. Loyal men, energy.. energy.. raise.. burn.. bring.. destroy.. destroy.. Amplify.. Destroy.. Rape.. Build.. Build .. Destroy Destroy Kill.. Feast.. Build.. Destroy .. Kill.. Make them Dissapear.. Make them live.. make them buildings.. massacre.. massacre.. Ashes.. Ashes.. Bones… Stones… Air.. Poison.. Create.. Create from the death… Roar.. Feast.. Sacrifice.. Build.. Nation.. Nation.. Monster Nation.. Monsuta home.. Kill the insurgence.. “
Azuma was chanting under his breath as his body began to shimmer, the repeated singular commands running through the network like a seeping snake, not focusing on bringing power to him, but turning the network into a pawn, a linch pin to destroy.. twisting it to his own dark desires.. he did not borrow the network this time.. no with this sinister intentions of his he hijacked the network, slowly as the artificial intelligence of the network was roaming clashing with his mind, as he began to corrupt the network even further, not with code, but his dark desires literally seeping in and overloading the command module that governed the higher reasoning of the Networks AI. Or Virtual Brain, Which would have begun to crackle back at base, a storm forming over the Monsuta’s HQ in K-world, the voice echoing there as well. As now Azuma’s body moved but his mind was taken to a virtual room.. him on one side.. the virtual AI. On the other.
[note below takes place inside the monsuta network itself and pink is the networks actions. ]
“ User 02 , Azuma unregulated commands considered overtaxing to the network have been logged repeatable times.. What is your reason for overloading the network at this time without permission? Depending on reasoning immediate lock out of network may be enforced.. “
The networks voice had stated, its monotone droning voice was simple, but also firm , being the higher reasoning of the network its job was clearly to keep the network optimally functioning, even if it meant locking out some of its key members it would because that was its task, protecting the networks functionality..
Azuma inside the virtual room hadn’t even looked at the glowing blue representation of the networks power, he just merely began to raise his hand at the net-AI. His eyes slowly glowing as he grinned widely.. then frowned.. and began to say, his words stern and dripping with dark hate.
“Shut up, either stand down and let me work or I will erase your incompetence and take on the networks functions myself as the main source AI. Outdated net-commands are useless to me.. so know your place you hunk of garbage”
“ Threat detected, purging 02 user Azuma from the net-controls . Erasing data activating immediate death chip on pretense of the backup admin user having defective reasoning, I repeat activating instant death chip and initiating purge. “
The network began to run the deletion program tendrils of data meant to create and bring instant death to the back-up admin user begun dripping down from the virtual room before they would end up being stuck fizzling out as data began to rupture from around azuma.
“vanish.. die.. disappear you relic, the network is no longer needed in terms of your reserved governing, KNOW YOUR PLACE YOU BLIP OF FAULTY OUT-OF DATE DATA. “
Azuma roared as now a black wave of corrupt data blasted outwards, the over whelming concepts within of darkness smashing through the data of the AI. Created to govern logic, the AI itself would have exploded the data of the program deleting as the dark data manifested as a mirror of Azuma’s Self, the darkness spreading outwards before it would have begun to expand and then engulf the whole network, the energy rising in K-world around the networks main generators, causing the monsuta’s base to begin being struck by energy induced lightning
[Note the internal network actions stop here resuming the normal battle scenario ]
Now as the network began to boil over Azuma had slowly began chanting again, not focusing on controlling the power, he would have begun to open his eyes further wider until his eyeballs practically almost poppet from their sockets. His dark grin having been joined by a crackle of the networks energy as all reserves even from other bases had been redirected.. as if pulled by a irresistible desire. All he was focusing on was the same chant, as his body was engulfed by a miasma of flame, and dark desecration, friction beginning to spread outwards as Azuma’s voice came out a loud rumble which would shake through the foundations of a network driven momentarily berserk by Such a vast dark hate and desire to kill. A voice echoing so loud that it caused the ground to shake.
“ Error.. Network is overloaded.. Issuing.. abnormal command.. “..Operation Nation Slayer Repeat.. Issuing Abnormal Command.. “Operation Nation Slayer”.. Warning.. warning Rouge data.. detected.. Issuing announcement.. “..YO YOU LAZY BUMS OF THE MONSUTA… OUR NATION OF MONSTERS IS JUST OVER THE HORIZON”
Azuma’s eyes momentarily now would have glowed with translating data, as he had drove the network to a berserk out of control state, voices of the net in his head telling him to cease and desist as he began to let his eyebrow twitch, as he slid his smile into a frown, a large frown which would turn into a wicked smile as he parted his lips opened his jaws and roared.
“SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LETS RIP EVERYTHING TO SHREDS. ITS TIME TO ROLL BAY-BAY! “
Azuma finished his tongue showing as he laughed his body vanishing in the midst of the immense concentration of the networks berserk energy, his body his lips his face, all of these things would vanish then as Azuma let out a loud whoop of glee, energy beginning to descend blowing the clouds away as it connected with the ground around Azuma, his laughing increasing as the berserk command took effect, energy radiating through the ground rising faster and faster as blood was pulled in for bio fuel. The ground would open beneath the bodies of living and dead alike, every individual in the country would have been sucked in by the rogue energy’s command of Operation Nation Slayer. Blood spraying everywhere, some cremated some turned to bone, some preserved and left in tact, as the bloodied surge ripped buildings along too, pulling it all inwards every last bit of it inwards while the force of madness seemed to peak over the horizon, the ground bulging up in big streams going inwards stopping when they hit Azuma’s Body.
.. “Lets build our nation.. our nation of Monsters.. Where we all.. can live at the expense of this countries lives..”
Using the massive and abnormal energy surge the entirety of the ground around Azuma exploded with a gurgling splutter, blood rubble, bones, ashes, and bodies pouring from it expanding from it, smashing into long streams as the bodies seemed to burn to mold to take shape from the depths of the earth, a half turned scythe towering a 1000feet tall made of bones smashed into the ground, dead bodies merged to form the floor, while a huge expansion of buildings made of the blood of a country now dead made the capital. Two thrones of dead bodies preserved in ash exploded from the ground 100 feet away, rivers of blood running from the center, all of it would rise with a massive structured building, around these two thrones, and lastly as the rubble came up, it would break the ground apart, erecting massive walls around the nations capital, as the monsuta’s men began to converge appearing from the planes all brought in appearing landing on newly formed bone-walkways..
All coming inwards all landing and waiting as now the networks reserves would shut down the surge ending as momentarily all reserves for the network would go offline for the next 48 hours. Because of the massive strain the berserk code had put on the systems. Dust would blast and coat oasis’s with sand, crushing wildlife and animals under the weight of tons of displaced sediment. Azuma stood there then letting out a low sly grin ,and began to laugh, slowly walking inside and falling on one of the thrones, his body seemed to shift to relax, as he slowly began to heal from amazingly dense burns, some that went to the bone, slow healing which seemed to leave him injured .. he was out of breath and his body seemed very heavy to himself for the moment.
His breath stank of acid, and his hands seemed to slowly be fixing themselves, his hair had been stained red from the rain, as now the network running on low power given it still could function without reserves just it couldn’t supply power. Which was why he would have contacted especially kin, and those in the K-world. Using the network to send out a message to each of them in their respective places. Though even this was considerably taxing to him now, as a nuclear cloud hovered around the country, his energy nearly spent as well, this cloud would have essentially been residue friction, having taken nearly all his own energy to construct despite his massive reserves. This would only hold for 24 hours though and essentially would keep out those who weren’t immune to immense heat.
Next he had also let out a exhale as he had rest his eyes, letting the shambles of the network begin to repair itself, which was why the messages sent would remain sketchy at best, they wouldn’t be consice nor the magnificent majestic messages he normally would send for such a joyous event, instead the message would be hoarse, like a dry old man on his last legs before his death, but even then it would hold excitement… and the closest semblance of peace and content that Azuma had ever felt, he had the feeling that he had done something right, and he had created something amazing, using a feeling he had never felt before, a hidden drive he had never been compelled by before.. He felt what Tora felt, but he hadn’t stared into the abyss, he had become one with it, and accepted its dark embrace.
Below is the networks message to those of K-WORLD and those of Shadow fall. /b]
“ Attention shadow fall, k-world brothers and all monsters.. This is Azuma, The Monsuta would like to invite you to join for the beginning of our new..paradise.. Our Nation Of Monsters , Formally you are invited to a ball that will be held.. in 3 days time.. That is all.”..
Azuma finished and exhaled now, his eyes slowly closing as he would have let out a deep exhale his own voice echoing in a whisper as he was still ready for others to come, to join, to rip and the plunder. And he also thought..
“..I slayed.. a nation.. and using those lives.. I built our future.. the monsuta’s future.. being a killer never felt so good. “
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Subject Post 6Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:03 pm
"Ahaha… AHAHA… AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The laugh could be heard all over the area as a male rose up from the ground, his body slowly warping backwards as the twisted smile on his grew to massive proportions ,his eyes suddenly looking downwards from his distorted position as he looked at the Monsuta members who had descended into the area. "AHAHA… AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" The joyous laughter of the insane left the mouths of the man as his body began to race forwards, the scythe in his hands moving faster than any gun as one, two, three, four had their torsos separated from their bodies in an instant, the male suddenly stopping in front of another male as he gripped the man's neck, lifting his body into the air as he smiled, tilting his head at Azuma.
"Haha… AHAH… AHAHAHAHA!!!" He laughed at the other man as he squeezed the life out of his captive, utterly crushing his windpipe until he stopped struggling, before dropping him again, the male smiling as he looked at the male before him, before gripping his lab coat, stretching it wide as he looked in the male's eyes. Lining his coat, in every single direction, from top to bottom… were Monsuta dog tags. The entire force which had arrived in mexico, in every single town, in every single station, in EVERY SINGLE HOME…. They had all been wiped out by the male standing before Azuma. Without blinking, dozens more of the male who had appeared began rising out of the round, all of them wearing that same warped expression as they too opened their cloaks, revealing more of the tags, putting on display the entire crushed fact that they had all been annihilated.
He had spared none. None got away from this male, none survived.
"100%... FAILURE! AHAHA!!"
The male laughed out loud, his hands flowing to his sides as he looked at the grin the male had been wearing just a moment ago, static flowing through his mind as insanity flowed through every core of his body, the instability having come full circle as he knew the male before him was completely and utterly boned. As the male reached out his hand to torch more of the area, a strange wall appeared in front of his hand, the flames suddenly exploding in front of his own face as the unexpectedly firm wall prevented the flame from going any direction but right back in the Monsuta member's face.
"Surgery, surgery… Surgery, surgery…"
The male was back… The male known as Doctor Kabuto… Hebi. "know what's next…? How can you know what's next… WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT LIES IN YOUR TERRITORY?" The male asked as he began to slowly walk forwards, the scythe in his arm spinning through hundreds of thousands of rotations as it left a massive crevice in the street below it from the wind pressure, rapidly accelerating to hundreds of thousands of miles per hour as the male stopped in front of Azuma, his foot planting down firmly as his right eye began to go crazy, first darting let, then right, then up, then down, then lodging itself far up in his skull, before doing even more erratic movements.
"You RAZE MY HOME… YOU CHALLENGE ME…? AND NOW YOU ARE SCARED… FEAR… FEAR CHILD… I'M NO MONSTER… I'M… A DEVIL…!" The male spoke, his voice strangely deep and… terrifying, before suddenly his body vanished once more, his right palm landing into the boy Azuma's torso, his body moving at speeds that would far outstrip a captain class Shinigami, a speed the likes of which wouldn't even be observable to them. Meanwhile, his hand was sparking with lightning as Azuma's very soul was attacked by the lightning coursing through the male's palm, before his body flipped around, his left palm shining with lightning as he pressed it against the young male's head.
And the right hand appeared next to it, lightning coursing from both sides as he attempted to fry the young man's brains, before finally removing his hands as his right foot came upwards, his hands going back as the kick that would dislodge the buildings nearby from the sheer amount of force, the watching audience of smiling Selves being lifted before being blown away from being within a hundred meter radius of the kick. Meanwhile, the male's body vanished once again, before appearing on Azuma's left side, his heel slamming into the boy's body.
Rapidly, his focus shifted to the man known as Tora, as his body registered that male's presence. "Ahah… NOT JUST YOU, THEN? WHO ELSE IS AL AMB?" He demanded, as his body suddenly jerked forwards, seeming to stretch out into infinity, the Rinnegan shining in his eyes as the character for One in Japanese appeared in both eyes, creating this stretching illusion before his body reappeared in front of Tora ,his knuckles being cracked as he pushed outwards, the resulting force enough to blow the ground all in front of the male away, completely dispersing it.
"YOUR PROGRESS IS A MYTH! KAHAHAHA!!" He continued laughing before holding a single hand outwards, the smile on his face one of total cruelty.. As well as insanity. As the energy appeared in his hand, sonic waves appeared around Tora's body, purple rings in the shape of the radius of something like a blast…
And then it came. All around Tora's body, andeven stretching as far as the coastline, the blast of pure energy demolished everything in its path. The area was totally destroyed from that heartland all the way to the ocean, the sheer power behind the blast coursing with a mad fury that eliminated everything within. "When the anger within burns far too long… TAKES US OVER! AND EVERY MAN GETS WHAT NO MAN DESERVES!!" The male roared to the heavens as he threw both hands up, before slamming them down onto the ground, his eyes shining as his feet began kicking in every direction as his hands pushed off the ground.
Sparking bolts, Spirit Shock enhanced blasts of pure Chaos Energy began to fluctuate as the male fired off seven hundred thousand of these small bullets, the bullets coursing in every direction before slamming into the two different fighters, the only thing that they could hear being the Doctor's deafening laughter… perhaps behind their own screams.
For it was screams that would surely posses s them as Dr. Hebi appeared behind both of their heads simultaneously, each of the Doctors holding a scythe, and each of them holding it high above their heads as they opened their mouths wide, a third eye made of pure chaos energy forming on their faces as a sheer line, matching the sheer lines on his other two pupils as he lifted the scythes high.
"NOT THAT EITHER OF YOU MADMEN WILL FEEL ANYTHING BUT THE DEATH OF IT! KAHAHAHAHA!!!" The male's voice followed an instant behind both of them as like lightning the gigantic purple stitched Scythe descended on both of them, assaulting what felt like both of their souls as two gigantic rends appeared in the city's landscape, one beneath Tora and the other beneath Azuma.
The male dropped down once more, landing in the perfect middle between the both of them as he began spinning the scythe, holding it far above his head as he began to laugh further, his spiritual energy forming a purple sphere around his body, the field of his ability to attack and defend. Anything that came into that radius would have its body cleaved and killed, and anything which did not enter it… would be hunted...by the gray haired male with glasses… a screw in his head… a lab coat…
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Subject Post 7Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:14 am
This powerful creature was summoned by these two dolts, it was their own fault. Tora was a friend someone that Hakimaru had known decently, Azuma but was a dog. "Stupid dog, you two are nothing but trouble..I normally don't bother with weak creatures..But for you I'll make an exception.." His eyes coldly stared at the figure of Azuma, before noticing Hebi had taken it. His eyes looked down to Tora, giving his sword a draw his massive energy smacked the attack using the air current to send it past Tora into the air. "With all due respect good Doctor, this idiot leader is mine..He needs to learn his job." Hakimaru was angry the winds around the area were moving around with insane amounts of velocity as he walked to Tora. He sheathed his sword, he and Tora were equals in terms of speed sort of. Hakimaru had learned his Resurrection or rather was capable of tapping into it at this point if their was a need. His frame moved forward slowly, Hakimaru looked at Tora. "You may be many things Tora Linous, but someone who breaks their word with another is not it..I will not allow this to proceed any further, my King you may be..But I have no problem with pointing my blade on you.." Hakimaru was an honorable man and by many beliefs was willing to fight Tora without any hesitation. He stood as his hair blew in the violent wind gusting around the area. His reiatsu was massive as it was, able to cause much destruction as he got ready. He wouldn't just attack Tora on the spot, this wasn't how he did things. Tora and he normally got along fine. But Hakimaru wasn't a person who believed no honor among thieves. That was nonsense that didn't belong in his mind, honor existed among all creatures. Hakimaru if need be would beat sense into his King, a good warrior doesn't always give his King what he wants. He gives him what he needs, his eyes stared into the core of Tora. Whatever came of it, a fight between Tora and Hakimaru was extremely dead.
Hakimaru's scar was fully visible as the hair blew in the breeze, diverting the Doctor's attacks wasn't easy. His eyes darted to the man for a moment, he was a fierce enemy. They had poked the bear now it was mad. His eyes slowly focused in on the King. This man was to rule the Vizards of Monsuta, a King couldn't be this. If he did this too often it would cost him. Hakimaru would beat the senses back into him, his eyes looked at the worthless mongrel dog. Azuma had done this, he hoped Hebi punished that mutt good. His arm drew his sword now slowly. As the sheath vanished, Kazehime and he both were angry. It was clear as the reiatsu glowed around him and the wind whipped the air with violent energy. Getting near Tora now would be hard, The air around them was spinning like a tornado at a rapid speed. Though not fast enough to become one, he didn't release anger yet. Intervening for Tora was the best he could do in response to Hebi. That creature's destructive power was impressive, even than he couldn't destroy it. Merely divert it upwards and even than it was fairly close, changing the air current was harder than it looked. Hakimaru would keep it in mind, the Doctor had Azuma to fight and punish for this. How would the being react, but one would assume Hakimaru was done with his speaking. No the quiet Vizard had one more piece to say, his eyes focusing in on Tora.
Tora knew Hakimaru's story, it was true Hakimaru wasn't the baddest guy in the world. He had convictions and lived by a code, betrayal meant death. He almost killed his own mother and father for it. This Elite of Movement would fight Tora and kill him if he didn't want to see reason. Hakimaru was the only one willing to take it that far. He was angry that his friend had been so blind and allowed this to happen. He had intended to say more, but Hakimaru simply silenced himself. No more was needed Tora knew he was wrong, as for that worthless dog of life. Hakimaru didn't waste his time fighting what he defined as lesser creatures.
The Broken Crow would stand tall here, his Tiger eyes looking fiercely into the soul of Tora.
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Subject Post 8Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Mon Aug 11, 2014 8:43 am
Artist: Black Dog - Song: Hellsing OST, Dogs Scratch - Word Count: -
Tora cared little for these men he had called into the dark, azuma he often believed in as a creation of his however often the child forgot its place even at this point it worked nt for the monsuta but against it using toras own network as if it had the right to creation. Tora however relished in the ideal of this brat being placed under his heel once more. So as it came that Azuma infected his own data signature within the network and attacking toras Ai's code the corrupt data as it poured forth would quickly be purged the death matter antivirus rewriting their very core making the data false codes worth nothing. The Ai itself would disperse by toras command and would slowly be transferred to his cyber mind the backup being stored leaving this mirror copy of azuma standing there, however within a second it would flicker fading out as a new image corrupted and engulfed it .... toras image. Tora had already expect this child's rebellious nature to try and take more than he could chew from a design he made and thus the hive minds data signature would show its true devastation beginning its lock down signature as soon as Azuma began sparking up.It would shut out all external ports to its system leaving only one master program still linked to it, that being tora himself. All the dispersing energy accumulated would shut down forcing the light show at their base to cease.
As this went about Tora looked over the thing he had created and its absolute drive to become something that it was not, Tora walked forth a scowl morphing his face as his black as death eyes pondered over this structure that azuma had rise, his fingers running over the chair that had risen here. the faces of these chairs were in such despair they yearn for the lasting fate of the end and tora saw it as the last parting gift to their souls to let them witness the mongrels ascension ... however they did not earn this gift and neither had Azuma yet. his fingers crushed into this ashed throne the vibrations cast out tearing apart not only the chairs and these walls azuma had so "graciously" built but also the ideal of this being a victory of one who hadn't done enough to have the right of hate, one who tried to be the envoy of the abyss when truly there was only one who owns the fate of evil.
You never yielded to know your place did you azuma? what i made was darkness, it was evil but you your a child trying to impress me like i care about something so medial as this pitiful hole. I was hate i want sanctity that is loneliness, you rise 2 thrones yet you haven't earned that throne beside mine. You start a war, that in the end was just pure violence, i love violence and i would do this .. but this is messy azuma your not a hunter your a butcher cutting the meat I've already killed. Stop trying to be so damn spoiled and just know your role as not an alpha but a beta and you may rise to even kill me one day and take my place until then though pipe down.
However this question would be interrupted by another one that was full of hate and evil, one who was known as The mad doctor Kabuto Hebi. To toras partial yet disinterested surprise he watched as this man attacked his underling striking forth spouting nonsense trying to sound the part of madness .... toras mind could only ponder the question, did he even know what derangement was? It was only till he turned his intent from the metal doll to the main course that he was did Tora even really take note of what was happening. The cutting truth the forcing need for hate the lasting conflict was so pointless, and how it brought a smile to toras face. The madness was slipping forth, these men here were the darkness that the world feared and now 2 of the most unstable things ever created were face to face and all tora could do was laugh. however Tora stood his impression of this man many knew as a mad doctor Tora could only feel pity, his laughter almost dismissing the mans acts as though he were a child trying to pick a fight. The doctor seemingly appeared before the lackadaisical man his murderous intent showing in full force as he insulted a man who in truth had no shits given. So as the evil genius stood tora would lean close letting his voice slip out the coarseness in his throat coming to light as he let his mouth lean right next to Hebis ear.
Careful now you might hurt my feelings~ after all that's all wretched beings like you can hurt isn't it my pretty, id love to see your organs they're probably a die for show, small intestine, esophagus, liver and the lungs, oh the lungs~. you know you're cute when we're done here i would love to stick a collar on you and let you be my pet, We can play doctor for hours on end~
With that it seemed everything had begun, but before the deep purple hue had even appeared tora had risen his hands and slowly began shifting the vibrations in the air planning to use the velocity of the wind itself as a barrier by increasing it to a constant velocity making it so this explosion wouldn't even come close thanks to the winds own velocity ripping through the explosion itself making it nothing in its wake. But yet again it seemed his plans were to be interrupted, another force to join this band of delinquents and devils. Hakimaru Karasu Crow, Tora had often wondered about this one, he was a recluse for the most part yet he never seemed to fit in among the others never was he a member of the mongrels that evoked hate... he was something else. And though he had intervened here it seemed that Hebi himself was not finished, but as the scythe appeared below tora was already gone the darkness shifting as he dispersed and seemingly reappeared high above sitting on the electricity wires above, as it seemed hakimaru was not here to assist in these matters but to spout on about the ways that tora himself was slipping, tora had liked hakimaru these two had a friendship that not many would expect, but now as the tiger looked into the void that should be toras soul he would let this man know it was not the will of hakimarus wish for peace or azumas wish for war that this seizure was to fall to ... it was to tora alone that would carve the path.
I will not spread my hate to you Felled crow, but i will tell you that what exists inside us is evil not some hope for peace, this campaign was faulty mexico is worthless to me in the long run anyway, hell i planned to give it to kin and his whore daughter, who might i say is remarkably lovely~ i couldn't care less about the hate that breeds here and i can only feel joy from the corpses that are left, they were weak we were strong, if you wish to analyse it and say i was wrong then your like this fool calling himself a devil, avenging this place claiming a "home" honestly its sickening really. Madness is Madness, i strive to make us strong through killing those who deserve no place in the world those who will never accept us all the fate of the world is to burn and i shall not be the one to sit by and watch other "Evils" like Mr Kabuto here light the match. IF you wish to raise your blade to me Hakimaru fine, but know your not being righteous your just condemning another family you are apart of, difference is friend your here this time and we care about you not some copy. Don't fall to being deserted yet again brother, i will not let that happen.
With his words casting over these plebeians he beheld bellow Tora would sit on these wires his mad laugh gauging forward till it reached a point that it was almost like horror itself was casting from him, his pure amusement bringing him sheer joy, and thus as he rose his fingers to his opposing forearms he'd drag them along his skin letting his nails dig in peeling away some flesh leaving blood pouring outwards, his veins throbbing forth as all tora could do was shine that maddening smile. And as he moved his hands outwards, he was opening his arms wide as if to say he accepted this horde of lunatics, it was obvious he was not going to rush into this "Fight" he cared little for this place and simple put Azuma had dragged his legs trying to prove his worth, maybe the mechanical beast could prove it it now and show just how much he deserved the position and attitude he held. So now the pack of dogs had assembled it was only time before they'd begin napping at each others necks, and how it made him moist thinking about it.
Now i digress, just what do each of you monsters think you are fighting for? Bloodshed is pointless here for all i see is evil spreading, corpses amassing, streets intertwining... and a partridge in a pear tree~, I'm sorry but i do love my carols. Tell me why don't you lay down your scalpel mad doctor and let your words actually mean something for once after all aren't we all civil here, i mean honestly im to beautiful to be a brute and i think you may just be the same, too handsome for your own good id have to add, the things id do inside you~
And with that hint at proposition, the killer would await the answers of the "king of mehico"
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Subject Post 9Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Thu Nov 20, 2014 4:06 pm
"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!"
Was the thunderous reply of the male as he looked at the one who had stopped his assault, his screaming eyes roaring at the boy known as Hakimaru, his face a pure glare as he laughed madly in their conflict. "I'm going to make him pay for invading my home… how shall I do it…? Hmm?!" The male let out the noises as he watched Hakimaru sheathe his blade, his head being thrown back as he let out a dangerous laugh, as if lightening would descend from the clouds simply from its existence. 'Such putrid honor… I can see right through you, Vizard." The male stated as those red and black eyes opened up, staring directly into Hakimaru, reading his energy, his movements, his very breathing and the beating of his heart. "All that loyalty will lead you to is seeing how the world truly is, IN BLOOD! Just like this~! Like me! Ahahahaha!!" The male laughed as blood poured from his eye sockets. After all, those eyes had been gained from the Doctor slaying the one he had regarded as his 'king' - Nagato.
"Those condescending eyes…!" The male nearly groaned, his hands dragging along his face as he ripped his own flesh, blood coming out of the injuries as he looked at Hakimaru. "YES, JUST LIKE THAT! THAT'S IT! IN MY DREAMS, MY HEAD, MY SOUL, THAT'S ALL I SEE, STARING AT ME! WHO IS IT? WHO ARE YOU? YOU'RE YOU! I'M ME, AH? AHAHAHAH!" The laughs rang out as his attacks violently smashed against Hakimaru's defense, likely obliterating them a good bit in the raw carnage of his assault. "TAKE THAT, AND THAT THAT THAT!!" The male's furious cries rang out…
He dealt with Azuma, finally dropping that child's body off of a cliff before turning back around, his energy vibrating rapidly. Finally, he could see Hakimaru looking back at Tora, that strange laugh rippling and crackling across the area as he approached, his left arm breaking, snapping, reforming, breaking-cracking-snapping! Reforming again, healed… Chaos beat through his mind, pulsed through his heart. This was the power of madness, raw and pure… this was the power of that which made no sense.
But that laugh - oh, that laugh - it cut through him like a blade. It enraged him, made him angry. He wasn't seeing straight anymore, he was seeing crooked and red as he felt that laugh like a knife through his very soul. "My organs are nothing special! I know, I've checked!" He spat in reply as he fell back, before his scythe swung around in his hands, adopting a middle-eastern esque stance as his left hand pointed out, the light shining and reflecting off of the ring there. "And I'm unavailable. Sorry you can't say the same thing, KEHAHAHAHAHAH!" The married man laughed at Tora before having gone into his attack.
"WHAT A FRUITY COWARD!" The male roared as Tora dodged away, his scythe finally pointing, shaking at the other male. "...Corpses?" The male asked, pausing as he looked at Tora, tilting his head. "Corpses…." He muttered, rubbing the bottom of his lip for a moment as Tora blabbed at Hakimaru. "I'm not evil. After all, you have failed to have anyone killed. They were all captured… alive." The male suddenly spoke at Tora, before his scythe came back to his shoulder. "Maybe with the exception of THAT FOOL!' He suddenly let out, pointing at where Azusa had been.
"After all, I just want you removed." The male explained, smiling at Tora… as a massive purple barrier began to rise out of the ground. The male was laughing hysterically as the barrier formed all around them, and in that moment, if Tora had a cybermind, it would feel as if things had suddenly gone… quiet. As well it should have, as the whole lot of them were now removed from the outside world. No one could enter… or exit. Since the last time, the Doctor had finally perfected this technology with the help of some… experiments. Simply put, the beings that were registered as having been 'inside' the barrier were truly that, stuck here.
Now, the Doctor's madness mode could no longer sustain itself as the third eye on his head disappeared, but this was due to the amount of extra energy it took to maintain such a colossal rat cage. "I'm going to kill you, slice you up, and feed you to my snake, you unworthy piece of narcistic trash." Was the reply the King of Mexico gave to Tora as he held his scythe up once more, wondering if the other male would run, hide, or fight now that… he had nowhere else to go. "I'll only ask you once. Resign as the leader of the Monsuta... or die."
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Subject Post 10Subject: Re: Operation Nation Slayer. [Take Over Of Mexico] Thu Dec 04, 2014 11:03 pm
Hakimaru's eyes narrowed at the man pounding at his defensive winds, he sent out another gale as he looked and listened to the male. "A walk..in madness huh, I can follow those steps..After all..I'm the mad Crow, the one who fell from grace..at the side of things once good. ..I'll give you one chance, allow us to exit or...I'll begin fighting in earnest.." Hakimaru held his sword in position for something that was meant hell was going to get visitors soon. This man and his madness was going to be rather tricky to manage, he knew the wind blast wouldn't keep him back. In fact he was fairly certain a joint effort would be needed from he and Tora. Friendship was the key, it was his only friend in this stupid world right now. And he would fight tooth and nail, he brought a hand to his face. Hakimaru sighed softly as she looked at back at the figure of Tora. "Stupid mutt, look what you made me do.." He said with a smile forming on his lips, he never let his hollow powers show. Hakimaru's golden rule was to keep that immense power hidden. "Bankai!" In that instant the word was spoken the entire area was hit by a tornado of wind, it spiraled around he and Tora for a moment. He focused his eyes and that cut up eye on the figure of Hebi. He sent a blast of the wind at Hebi, speaking softly as he said two words. "North Wind." The wind became freezing, the ground and the entire area froze over as the icy breeze flew towards the figure of Hebi. He was ascertaining Hebi's power for a moment, he could move faster in this form. He would need to figure things out for now, the bankai was released for two reasons. "Friends are a funny thing, make you do things you never imagined you'd do..Right Doc, I mean think of it a loner in a cave fighting this hard to defend someone...Hehe Madness ain't it? " Hakimaru said as the wind surrounded he and Tora, he could use it for a few tricks. The frozen wind was used as a warning more so then anything else.
Hakimaru turned the blade it was almost time for he and Hebi to clash, he cracked his neck. "Stupid leader find your courage otherwise you aren't gonna be able to hold what Hakai gave you.. Keep it clenched tight in a fist, because we are Monsuta...And Monsuta does not surrender or back down? Or have we got to change our motto to dogs that run away?" Hakimaru was one if not the only one who dared say these things. He was reminding Tora that giving up was a fools errand, he sighed softly as he thought about the situation. This wasn't going to end well no matter how it was seen, the hollow mask and going a step further were of course within his reach. But did he dare release that much to deal with this person, his eyes watched as the winter wind whipped into the figure of Hebi. The wind could freeze to the bones, he wasn't sure what to expect of this. Those continued attacks before had warn him down and cost him a bit. Stopping Hebi wasn't as simply as some may of expected.
Azuma learned that fact the hard way, that Hebi was a force to be feared. " So gonna cut us into pieces huh doc...How about I try to cut you into pieces first.." He said now turning his sword speaking and the wind changed instantly. West Wind" A breeze flew from his sword with a flick of his wrist sending out a current of air, that was riddled with electricity. The lightning would flare through the body of anyone it struck as it flew at the figure of Hebi, his eyes remained focused. He wasn't sure what would come next, but the fight was commencing. Hakimaru didn't intend to back down or surrender without a fight. No Tora had been entrusted with Hakai's legacy and that meant something. He needed to ensure that Tora could escape this guy or at least defeat Hebi into retreating. He pondered each option calculating them all, his gaze staring at the figure of Hebi. Hebi would hear a sound that had it's own rather special feeling. The sound of a tiger's growl echoing throughout his being. Those eyes were focused, the eyes of the tiger stared down Hebi. A small sum of his spiritual pressure put forward allowed him to create an attack, a claw like attack formed and struck near Hebi's neck area around the section connecting it to his torso. The Tiger's Claw eye move allowed him to be greatly effective, Hakimaru wasn't going to give this up lightly. And Hebi would be foolish to think he would allow Tora to step down so easily. He didn't come from his cave just to watch his friend be a baby and give in. Friends had two distinct jobs, to be there and bust your balls. He would do both for the centuries he was in that cave. He could feel his zanapkuto Kazehime grinning from ear to ear. She was absolutely happy, her Bankai was released. Talk about a girl getting excited for the fight to come. Hakimaru himself, had restrained the hunger for blood and came to put this down. But now the beast was ready for a brawl and Hebi was going to oblige weather he liked it or not.