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 The Hostile Takevoer [QATAR]

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Subject Post 11PostSubject: Re: The Hostile Takevoer [QATAR]   Tue Jan 13, 2015 9:37 am

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Subject Post 12PostSubject: Re: The Hostile Takevoer [QATAR]   Sat Jan 24, 2015 6:39 pm

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“YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
He screamed as the electricity demolished his petty little foe. Stings eyes remained on the man as he hysterically cried out. The heat that escaped into the surrounding area was quickly adorned in the black energy of the female demon that remained still not far from the fight; her energy began to engulf the city, the black coat of torment began a foul demolition of Qatar while Sting remained engaged. His fixed his eyes on the opponent but wasn’t satisfied, this man simply didn’t show enough pain for someone who had just been ripped apart by lightning. It sickened him that the man even remotely attempted to mock him.

On a molecular level, Sting could feel the damage that the electricity was doing to the demons body but he could also feel the slightest movements of the muscles as they would instantly disturb both the flow of electricity through that specific area and the electric entanglements. He gritted his teeth as the foe twitched, Stings firsts were clenched as waves on end of electricity simply ascended into his body.

Suddenly, Sting felt the disturbance in the energy, his body and mind were working at such rates that the moment his eyes noticed the slightest twitch his mind acted. It took the demon two seconds, two seconds to move his hand toward Stings torso. A second too long and as the opponent became more aesthetically pleasing and Sting felt the tare of his restraining electric constraints, a thick white mask forged across his face; the mask engulfed all but his cheeks, it empowered the vizard as seen blatantly by the variation of the hue in the electricity.

As the mask arrived, the cumulonimbus cloud descended down into Stings body, all the energy and electricity generated by its temporary presence empowered him, while a thunder storm brewed in the distance. Fighting it was futile, as this man was about to understand. The mask instantly empowered Sting, for those thinking he was at his best would be shell shocked at the sight of the ascension in power. This demon was courageous but he was forgetting who he was fighting; he seemed to be aware of the fact that Sting was from the Monsuta but how? Unless the man knew of Stings reputation of course.

The restraints around the foes body would tighten as all the energy ascending from the Burj Qatar would stem into them. The opponent was immobile once again, and the very same beam that killed him the first time would go about repeating the procedure. To put icing on the cake, Sting would release deadly combination of punches throughout the duration of the execution. To begin with, he moved the man closer, the duo were toe to toe as he swung hooks into the body. The first two blows would shatter all the bones within this feeble demon. The next shot would come with a straight blow to the chest, cracking all the ribs simultaneously while a left hook struck the right ribcage, obliterating the bones in that area.

After that, Sting would deliver one hundred million punches to all parts of the opponent’s body. The key in these punches wasn’t the power but the speed; to the demon, these punches would feel like a three year old child hitting him, each punch getting weaker and weaker with every hit, this allowed for Sting to complete the combination of one million strikes in ten seconds. If the opponent hadn’t already died from the previous combination of lightning and hits Sting would release him nonetheless; if this prick hadn’t died then he would rip him limb from limb, no more fucking around.

“STAY DEAD YOU WASTE OF FUCKING SPACE!”






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Subject Post 13PostSubject: Re: The Hostile Takevoer [QATAR]   Sun Jan 25, 2015 9:10 am




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One million punches. Sweat dripped down Stings forehead only to be evaporated by the heat of his electric armor. He glared through the while hollow mask as the useless piece of meat began descending toward the ground. The electricity rescinded of his body as no electric resonance was generated by his heart, the man was dead. He remained still for only a brief moment as another energy entered the scene, his energy exploded out into every direction while coated with a heavy dark aura of a hollow. He warned the approaching foe of the dangers of this land, it wasn’t Stings move, it was that of his inner hollows.

An individual approached but in the meantime Sting sucked dry the national grid to the extent where it had short circuited. Waves of electrical power ascended up into his body as his mask adorned head looked around. One thing a lot of people were unaware of about Stings power was the fact that in his masked state with every successful connection he makes with an opponent the power of his punch is doubled. Although that last jab to Blackhearts body was both petty and weak it would rip the skin straight from his body, almost like skinning a human alive. However, it seemed that the new arrival had entered the battlefield for her comrade; with her presence, Blackhearts body disappeared while the clouds thundered in anger.

Stings body was still working at ascended rates, he had a lot of excess electricity that he could divert into his nervous system for temporary boosts. As painful as it would be, it didn’t bother him all too much. He aimed to finish the fight within the next few moments and so he set a plan to action. A soft crackle escaped from his palm as his Zanpakutō forged before him; the blade began descending toward the ground while a thin electric string remained attached to it. The string was simply a series of electrons that were bound to Sting, allowing him to channel his own electricity to certain areas with ease. As the blade descended, it fell out of sight but what soon followed was an array of Cero that aimed to hunt Sting.

The attacks were strong and to an extent valiant, he even heard the pest utter some bullshit about wanting Sting to leave but as ever, he didn’t let utterances register on emotional levels while amidst combat and thus disregarded what she had to say. He believed that it diverted his concentration and over the years he mastered not focus but the simple ability to drown out the noises that were no use to him. It was almost how an animal hunts, it listens to the slightest of sounds for prompts while being able to exclude the sounds that are of no use. Sting was far more advanced than any predator out there; as the world went quite his ears picked up the slightest tap of the feet as the women in question landed atop a building.

The whole area was engulfed by smoke so it came as no surprise that when Sting approached, the women released a combination of Cero toward his general direction. The first attack caught him with his finger up his ass; his eyes fixed on a crimson energy that escaped a cloud but he only had time to manoeuvre a part of his body away from the attack, as it struck his left shoulder. The attack only clipped his left shoulder however, as it began demolishing all in its path, the inner hollow expelled a fraction of the excess electricity and broke it off from his body creating a sudden burst out of the direction of the attack. Then, another Cero came, followed by several more but now that Sting was aware what he was dealing with, evasion came with ease.

Suddenly, the smoke cleared and Sting found the ample opportunity to strike. The girl had dwelled on a thought which seemed to delay her momentarily, but for Sting, much like any other predator, only a moment was needed. The remainder of his excess electricity bound all of the impulses sent across the motor neurons and in that one moment, Stings body continuously sent messages, making the transition between movement and attacking ever so smooth. He moved and electricity controlled the Zanpakutō that he’d dispensed earlier.

In the blink of an eye he appeared before her, starring her directly in the eyes, primarily because from recent analysis, her speed wasn’t on par with is heightened version and so when he jabbed toward her chest, the whole world seemed to erupt in agony. If the punch was to connect, it alone would rip any and all skin off the opponent’s body, the bones would turn to dust and so would the organs. This is a result of the build-up created by his mask, if you were to look at it like a gauge, his attack power doubles every time he makes a successful connection with an opponent, having made one million successful hits against Blackheart the maximum potential of a single punch was his full power times two to ten to the power of one million.

Mathematically, the calculation would result in a huge ascension in power. Sting wouldn’t react, he’d allow his arms to keep smashing away at her body. Delivering a single left hook to the arm would shatter all the bones in that general areas; the muscles, nerves and veins would all collapse under the pressure of this maniacs attacks. A punch of his would go through the gap in the skin around her chest in order to strike her spine and decimate all the major areas of her body. The damage to the spine would cause excruciating pain as would punches to the rest of the body, one punch to each general area contained enough force to bring about instant death.

Stings attacks would be short and precise, the instant the punches came to a halt, the Zanpakutō would be upon the duo, it would approach from the rear so as Sting stopped the attacks and her body was blown back, it would piece straight through her head. Now you may think, why the women wasn’t literally blown away with the pressure of the punches, but that would be simple of course. Each attack made contact simultaneously, while a large proportion of pressure resonated into the surroundings, so as Sting came to a halt with the punches, the true pain would weigh upon the opponent as upon the success of the attacks, she’d fly back into the Zanpakutō and be deceased.

“Fucking invertebrate”

Sting would vanish and re-appear atop the Burj Qatar, regardless of the outcome his electric armor would de-activate and he’d lower himself to the ground to sleep. If the women by some miracle managed to survive, she would be in no condition to fight and with that, Qatar was successfully captured.

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Subject Post 17PostSubject: Re: The Hostile Takevoer [QATAR]   Sat Feb 14, 2015 2:00 pm