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Subject Post 1Subject: Him and Her [ Private, Ulqui ] Mon Jan 05, 2015 7:25 am
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What a waste of territory. Supposingly to her, this wasteland was once a thriving forest with grasses and standing trees that stood proud of its growth, now trampled by war and beings that wander across its land, ruined the life that stand amongst it, ultimately setting its death for sure. What currently stands within the sands was no one else but a little girl, yes, one 'living' thing that is standing in the many scattered bones of those lives that were lost, people that couldn't survive in this terrible, dehydrating land with no sense of water to ever lived in this sand. So, how exactly is she here despite the dangers? Of course, she doesn't stay in this place by herself either, had she built the nerves to call out one of her former acquaintances, now colleagues with how they are working together in the Monsuta for the sake of growing power. Parted their ways years ago before meeting again, you can consider both of them as partner-in-arms, like a comradeship standing between both of them and fighting back-to-back. To put their relationship in a perspective, it was like that in comparison with Starrk and Lilynette, but herself isn't a 'splitted soul', and is one of those people to compare relationships and fought together a few times, even some consider them as people that are fitting each other in combat considering of their powers too, but rumors were just words. That young man? Was Sting Chikara.
This 4 feet tall girl isn't something to be reasoned with either, that she isn't a 'normal' child to see in this deserted wasteland. Her cloak slowly breaking away, was no one but Zwei, second in german and Yuki, snow in Japanese, and builds a meaning called Second Snow. And as expected, she IS short, standing 4 feet and 2 inches tall, guarded only by a mini-skirt and a plain clothing of a ring-shaped collar covering her neck and a button at the front of the collar, while with an interesting figure that floats around her, a black-figured face with a ball-shaped head, curling across her body and floating right beside her. Unknown whether it has a general ability to speak, but she knows how to use it to her own cost. Had those people have ever met the infamous human called the Nightmare in its nickname, whom is now dead, she bears a huge resemblance to him yet they have no relation in blood nor have they met before in their life, however, in common was not just their face, but her short, crimson red hair is what gave off the menacing aura, and alone was enough to misunderstand her as a common delinquent when she isn't, and touching it would only give a soft feeling to one's hands, and just by looking at it, it would be enough to know that it has some rather smooth texture on it.
Enough to say about herself in some sense, Zwei wouldn't be surprised if any stray hollows or demons with weak will or those who does not have sufficient enough power would escape from the area she is standing, or at least, staying away from her entire being. Without needing to keep control of herself, this is just what little portion of her chaos energy was used to create a seemingly powerful spiritual pressure, and for those weak-willed, it was enough to give them the nightmares they need to wish that they weren't even alive, and even, have their limbs exploded when they loses their sanity and drops any means of focus in trying to balance their bodies. Of course, this was to keep away anything that dares to interrupt her conversation with a being she decides to meet, Sting Chikara. To call him an 'acquaintance' was the most respectful way she could put in, as they once fought before against each other, and in all honesty, he was one of the very few notable ones that was able to stay on par against her strength but regardless, her immortality is what keeps her advantage on a higher dimension, because in the first place, blowing off her limbs and taking out her organs, it would be easy for her to patch it up like any other day she had experienced. There are some that called her a God, and some even called her a 'kid', a mortal that tries to mimic god himself, however, she doesn't deny or accepting the facts, as Zwei had called herself once that she is neither God nor is she a mortal, but an existence created by two other beings, a genetic that was passed down from her previous generation.
Sighing under the thoughts of those kind of things, Zwei couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed of how the world thinks of beings like herself, since this isn't some kind of fate she desired, but more of a power she had been passed to, discovered and expanded to her own will to wield it at its fullest power to a point where she was able to achieve what few people could, the immortality, people who cannot die under normal means and herself, would just keep popping in back from death until they had found themselves a way to deal against her. Dark Matter, was its name. Not something from our universe though, since its existence is only known when Zwei herself creates it, and when it is destroyed, it becomes non-existent, and when it is absorbed, it becomes non-existent as well, making it something only unique to her own use and nigh-impossible to be used against her, with the ability to change its functions and properties, it was no laughter to its appliances. Dark Matter is only its name adaptation, so don't get too confused with the real one that makes up for the universe.
Her eyes now glanced to the endless landscape before her eyes, lips bent downwards with as much focus she could put to what she sees and her surroundings, and keeping herself noted to any noise. Today was the day Sting and Zwei meet each other again, and it won't be some kind of warm reunion, but rather, straight to the point, where their fists collides again with their newly expanded powers that has nurtured itself over the years when they began seperating their ways. It would be interesting to see how he could keep it up against her, since an existence like Zwei isn't as easy as it seems to deal against her. She wanted to see the results of what Monsuta had developed, and Sting was the first one to see the growth to her. Shaking her head, with her joining the Monsuta, it wouldn't hurt fuckin' around with one of her acquaintances, would it now?
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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Him and Her [ Private, Ulqui ] Sat Jan 10, 2015 6:13 am
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Chikara, the surname connotation the all-powerful, capable and influential. Those connotations stemmed solely from the meaning of the work, but it was not just a surname that was tossed around; in the modern day the name Chikara was almost instantly associated with the previous Monsuta Leader, The Destroyer Hakai Chikara. A man known not only for his trademark Black Cero but also for his prowess in combat and high intelligence, he was something of envy. His brother on the other hand, was almost the opposite when it came to intellect, some deemed him dumb or idiotic while others questioned why he was given the rank of Commander. To most who witnessed him in combat, it was apparent why he was the Black Ops Commander, his speed in combination with his raw hand to hand capabilities put him in the league of his own.
His orange eyes glistened as he sat atop the Black Ops Barracks, the word had it that a new individual joined their ranks. A girl to be more precise, one that had a tenacious ability to keep fighting, something Sting admired in her. Sting Chikara, wasn’t an individual to show admiration in another’s abilities, to an extent he never showed the slightest admiration in any other beings power but it was the raw fact that even fear stricken the girl fought at the best of her capabilities to match Sting toe to toe a feat achieved by only one other foe, Hakai. The girls rank came as a surprise, it was said that she had planned to joined the Elites of the Monsuta, although it was fairly self-explanatory considering her Iramasha origin, the rank of the Beginning wasn’t something that brought to light the true extent of her capabilities.
An individual dressed in an all-black attire touched down a hundred meters from Sting, a messenger none the less. Sting smirked. You see, over the time that he has been the Commander of the Black Ops, any messenger that got too close to him often returned with broken bones if lucky so it was no wonder that this messenger took no chances. Sting vanished from atop the building only to re-appear in front of the knelt messenger in the blink of an eye; the man fell back in haste and alarm while Sting simply laughed at him. He sunk his hands into his pockets and set a firm gaze on the messenger prompting him to quickly deliver the message and so the man began his utterance…
What the messenger had to say rather exciting. He shared news of the new Elites location and echoed the fact that she sought to meet with him in the wastelands. Stings smirk reformed as the heart pounding news prompted him to spare the messenger. His left hand extended and formed a gargantuan to his side; in the meantime the messenger regained his footing and vanished. It appeared that his squad always wanted to venture out with him as they individual made their presence known in the court yard. In this Squad, they had a little code of accompanying the Commander, any member who manages to successfully land a punch on him was allowed to travel to the location and so the members didn’t waste any time as the code was put into play the instant the gargantuan opened.
Ten individuals’ risked life and limb as they all attacked simultaneously, Sting looked around, the world seemingly slowing down as they neared. Although many said he lacked intellect, Sting possessed one fear striking commodity which allowed him to mentally plan counter attacks while analysing the gaps in his defence. This ability not only stemmed from his developing IQ but from the fact that his inner, tactical hollow spirit often shared its insightful knowledge with him. As oppose to ruining these ten combat specialists, Sting simply stepped back and into the Gargantua, closing it shut in the process, leaving the daring squad men behind.
Stings electricity crept along his body as he paced himself toward the Wastelands of the feeble ol’ earth. Over the years, he failed to get the same levels of adrenaline and excitement that he had from fighting this girl from any other foe. As much as he liked her, he also hated her, it’s hard to comprehend but the relationship between the duo can be closely linked to that of Start and Lilyenette, the dynamic Arrancar duo. What made the girl ever more so interesting to Sting was the fact that no matter how much one would try, she wouldn’t die, exciting right?
For a girl of her size, it would be easy for a foe to underestimate her, call her kid or anything demeaning but in actual fact the true potential of her power pars even some of the strongest of opponents around. Sting made his way out of the miserable black hole that was utilized for travel. His feet instantly sunk into sand but the boots kept him clear of the parasitic grains of sand that reach every part of the fucking body upon contact. He had no clue where to look for the girl, his spiritual sensing abilities weren’t the best of the Monsuta but regardless he simply stood there and sure enough she appeared from over the horizon, Zwei Yuki…
What made this ever more so perfect was Stings desire to return power to the Monsuta. He sought a partner, but no being recruited to the organization had power that was compatible to his. Zwei on the other hand would make a perfect counterpart to his dominatrix, he wasn’t the type to outright ask her to join him but he knew she had an agenda with inviting him over to this empty shit hole and so he waited on her approached, his body resonating both a demonic aura and a heavy lust of blood.
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Him and Her [ Private, Ulqui ] Mon Jan 12, 2015 5:45 am
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Her head continuously shook lightly, as if she was already pumped for something as much as that one single meeting, ah, like meeting some stupid shit that you haven't met for years, that was the feeling she was having. This indescribable feeling that her guts pounded, hell if she knew about the emotions of mortals, she must be one smart ass to answer that question, though what was needed has arrived, as she sent her words and seemingly that someone had successfully gave her what she needed to summarize it, he has arrived to her senses. Heightened up her level of focus, she wasn't the best of it, however, knowing the direction of where all that bloodlust came from had given her a sense of deja vu, that time they fought, same bloodlust crawled in their veins as explosives seems to shatter the landscape by the monstrous power of these two beings, and this time, undoubtfully that the wasteland itself can know the true meaning of that. Calculations running through her mind at an accelerating speed, all she needed was to coordinate his location and keep herself at a tip top shape, pressure begin swirling around her before she shifted, making guesses and coordinating of his position, what makes her next move is nothing more than a greeting of surprise.
Gotten grasp what natural phenomena works, all she needed was little trick, the air particles. To make it all fun and natural, what she did was to gather up the minimal level of her spiritual pressure, contain it on her fingertips before she waved across the air, evenly distributing the pressure like waves, by amplifying the frequency across her fingertips using her Dark Matter that produces on her fingertips and modifying the values of how these waves behaves and works, they would be bouncing off of each air particles, while creating a rather odd attraction which forces the particles to stick against the waves, following it as it bounces off in an almost instantaneously, and collecting at a specific amount of particles in a single point, it would be influenced with a compression, creating friction in its center and allowing heat to build up at an accelerating rate, and what it ends up? An explosion shockwave, a visible burst of flames that stretches no further than a centimeter, while the pressure that compression has created was devastating, firing off a blast of shockwave that screeches across the air, the earth beneath it would be crushed by the pressure and gravitational force surrounding around it, and eventually, reaching Sting's location and smash into his body with a force to be reckoned with, earth-crushingly powerful, if caught or met with an equal force, the back of the shockwave itself would unleash a thrust, as the ground beneath Sting would form a small crater that goes no deeper than a few inches, while even for a spiritually protected fist, it would go off with a burn. Electromagnetic field? Checked. If hit with an outside influence, which anything from barriers to any protective barriers had she put account into, and if it does happen? Well, interestingly, creating a theory of her own, it was to completely combust, if not, creating an inner combustion which would pierce through the barrier.
To summarize how this theory of her works, well, had it hit a barrier of any kind, since it is a structure where it cannot create an attraction to disperse of the barrier given, using its remaining air particles and the thrust given, Sting would realise that the shockwave would not just further compress, using its small size and highly concentrated air in a single point, it would force a single area to heat up due to friction as it is stopped by the barrier or any field of sorts before it, skidding and scratching itself against the surface with the heat building it, and for a single moment, it bursts outwards to all directions, which creates a 'thrust' for another time, landing its final mark on the target before forcing the inner walls of the barrier? Burst into flames, almost as it breathed a stream of fire right past the barrier because all that force focused in that one point and generally, the compression allows the force to distribute in a single concentrated point instead of going off at all directions and weakening the impact force, learning from her 'Power Stance' and tapping into that knowledge to produce an indirect version of it, it would be like poking a hole through a barrier and breathe right through the vulnerable spot, and Sting would experience the same, flames would pierce right through his field of defense and outright burn him with all of its might. Smart, isn't it?
That was all there's to it, only unleashing that single action to make note of Sting of where she was, since his abilities in detection wasn't that great, despite being the Black Ops Commander, she would be surprised if he hadn't honed that ability to actually able to pinpoint his target from a distance. Had Sting knew of her location and arrives? Well, she took no further than a step forward, no hesitations to twist her neck to his direction with a grin across her lips. Her egoistic persona, tomboyish state of hers, Zwei was no longer a girlish woman she once were, but kept her slim and short stature a common style to her own, the floating head beside her seems to be shaking, as if it was giggling with a menacing tone, but silence only occurs as it shakes with an expression of a laughing man. She scrubbed and dubbed, only slid her foot across the earthly sands to speak a simple sentence of her word, with a little mockery and sarcasm to back a cheery tone with it, things was about to escalate.
"We haven't seen for a long time, Sting-san. Aren't you a grown boy now, aren't you? Still someone who likes to cause problems and knows only how to fight as always. Well, i am.. just too eager to see your little timmy to have grown so big right now, but i'm not too sure whether you're still as stupid as you still are when we fought last time. I'll just put your mortality to the test and give you all the first hits you want, because as your senpai, i sure am generous enough.