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Subject Post 1Subject: Brawl For Fjarðabyggð [Iceland Conflict Event Series Thread] Fri Sep 25, 2015 5:01 am
«THE STATUS OF THIS THREAD»
9/30/2415, 4:30 PM; CST Standard Time
The time is currently 4:50 PM in Fjarðabyggð, Iceland. The temperature is currently forty five degrees, it is beginning to rain, the skies are turning scarlet and a crimson dome is covering the city of Fjarðabyggð itself to prevent Vanguard operatives from breaking in. Their objective is to get pass the line of tens of thousands of Shadow Fall Troops that are now guarding the borders starting through a wide field of grass, dirt and rock. And, for antags, their goal is to otherwise prevent them from breaking through this line. The thread will start in the mountains of Fjarðabyggð.
Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Brawl For Fjarðabyggð [Iceland Conflict Event Series Thread] Sun Nov 08, 2015 6:51 pm
Shestiva had been sitting from a far for a while now. Her wave of hollows in the distance sat underneath her as she rested on a medium sized hollow watching over the battle space waiting for a change in the situation below. Before she could think about what she would do she got her change in the form a giant garganta that opened a great distance away. She had barely noticed it but the hollow she rode atop looked in the direction causing her to avert her eyes. She continued to stare in that direction as she thought about what to do. She could approach the estimated landing spot of the target, but what if they were on her side, then she'd be getting off on the wrong foot, after all she really only aimed to join Shadowfall herself through this battle and it'd be a bad idea to attack a member most likely.
The sky began to reform as quickly as it opened as if it had never been ripped open. Shestiva watched for a moment longer then looked back at the bottom of the large hill where a dome sat atop a city surrounded by soliders of an unknown origin. The only thing keeping them safe was the fact again that she didn't know if they belonged to shadowfall. She decided the best idea for her would be to send a pulse of energy towards the person that caused rip in the sky. She would also send a few winged hollows to fly in their direction and scout out to see what caused the garganta. She couldn't help but be curious as to what was waiting only a few moments from her.
The night was still silent minus the whitsle of the wind that blew through the grass below. Shestiva would wait for the response.
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Subject Post 4Subject: Re: Brawl For Fjarðabyggð [Iceland Conflict Event Series Thread] Tue Nov 17, 2015 3:29 pm
[adm]Since there has been no response from a protag, I'm going to give them three days to respond after this post is up. If no one joins? Then it will be up to Aiv and SIjel to close out the thread and claim it for SF and this may be considered one of their strongholds. [/adm]
A voice let out, a beautiful voice, a voice that had been designed for singing. However, in this world, singing was not as highly valued as something else was. Indeed, in a world of war, the voice of a man was often roaring and shouting, not delivering subtle chords, beautiful lyrics, and crying with a brave soul.
However, one of those three had a component still useful in this world.
The male in the small officer's uniform trailed behind him, the advance wave of hollows he had met being left unconscious in his wake. Interestingly enough, not a single one of them had been killed, or exorcised. They had simply been… knocked out. A very unusual state for a horde of hollows, to be sure.
Finally coming to a stop, he opened his mouth again. "Aah…" A single note passed outwards, before his hands slowly formed a pose. He had been observing the formations of the various hollows, his eyes scouting out each encampment as a gust of cool air whipped at his golden hair. In his hands, a guitar had emerged, and he plucked a few notes, the guitar's strap racing around the back of his neck.
"Ah, yes, hello." Len Washi spoke, as within him the spirit known as The Voice amplified his voice several hundred times, ensuring everyone in the area could plainly hear him. "Testing, testing, one two three… This is Moryukuna 'Len'. I'm Second in Command of the Hound Dogs! Let's give it up for the Yayjuu!" He proclaimed, letting out another rift on the guitar, his hands flowing up the chords before slowly coming to a stop, hearing the 'roar' of the crowd. Well, it was a genuine roar, as the hordes of them approached him.
"Woah, woah… come on, troops, let's be honest here! I know you all want a piece of this, but I would prefer that you at least take me out to dinner first. Though I'm afraid none of you are my type, and I'm not interested anyway! What I am on the hunt for, however, are your bosses." He told the group as he released his hands from the guitar, a smile on his face as he leaped off the ground, grabbing onto the side of a building before bounding off again, spinning in the air as he landed on the roof of another.
"So if you're looking for a good time, then look no further than this concert. LET'S ROCK!"
Subject Post 7Subject: Re: Brawl For Fjarðabyggð [Iceland Conflict Event Series Thread] Thu Nov 19, 2015 6:48 pm
Shestiva was approached by a very....odd woman. She asked if she was trying to join shadow fall like herself and shestiva kept silent. She hadn't even yet acknowledged her presence, but if she wanted to she couldn't due to the girl vanishing before she could say anything. Both the females were focused on the booming voice that came from around the city. Shestiva would casually carry herself off of the hollow she stood on and began to head towards the target area. She let out a pulse of energy specifically towards the hollows commanding them to attack the man that was screaming and releasing horrid music into the air.
The hollows responded with a series of roars and they began to charge the man know Moryukuna len. Shestiva was grabbed by one of the hollows and with all it's might it tossed her towards where the man could be located.
The blonde haired male's attention was drawn, for better or worse. His eyes looked over, blinking at the woman with two different colors of hair. "….Len. Len. Len." He told her, three different times at the end of each guess, though she seemed to not get his message before finally saying it properly. "And you're right. Whatever you knew about me back at school doesn't matter if you're supporting these things." He told her in response, Len's smile slowly vanishing as she gave him the reason she would fight. That is… not good.
However, the fact that she knew about Sassy was still lingering in the back of his mind. Len had left his kitten at home; after all, Iceland could get extremely cold. Cold was one of those things which Sassy did not like. That was why he had asked for the Yuudeshi household to look after her while he was gone.
Of course, Len had no idea who this girl was.
When he had gone to school at Karakura High, he had mostly been a loner (or punk, depending on how you looked at it). He had had a bad reputation for getting into fights with other students, although he was never punished for it as he never fought out of being mad about something that happened to him. No… each and every time he got into a fight, it was because of some injustice that he had witnessed. Being a loner, he tended to witness quite a lot. Most of that stopped when he had gotten his 'cat', though then he had had to deal with the various antics and shenanigans that she got up to.
Thinking about his days at school… it filled Len's heart as he looked at the woman before him. Evil. That was the one descriptive word that came to his mind, judging her as such in his mind as the guitar slowly faded away from his hands, revealing a blade sheathe from within it. Reaching for the hilt, he looked at the approaching hollows, his eyes slowly widening as a golden light slowly began to emit from his right eye as he drew out the blade.
"So you aren't even going to fight me yourself?" He asked the woman commanding the hollows, before his feet began to smash against the ground. An impressive display of speed, three times that of a normal person with his level of power, was released, his body flying towards the hollows as he assumed his stance. Flashing the blade outwards, he smashed its reverse edge into the back of one, leaping into the air and running up the arm of a second, before reaching its shoulder as he smashed the blade's length into the hollow, completely destroying its arm with raw power.
Another hollow came up from behind him, faster than the rest as it shot its arm outwards. Len's body leaped in the air, twisting and curving as he felt it brush against his thigh, making him grit his teeth in pain as he felt three times the normal amount of pain. Flipping his body around, he brought his reversed blade downwards, smashing the blunt side so hard into the hollow's head that its body smashed forcibly into the ground, its trade off for speed having reduced its defenses and resulting in Len being able to crush it.
Raising his body up, he slowly pointed his sword outwards, aiming it directly at the woman who was releasing those pulses of energy, a small smile on his face. I know you're making them attack me! The thought ripped through his mind as his mouth opened, a roar of rage leaving his voice as his mouth spoke, as one of Key's emotional abilities activated, crushing the hollow's around Len's body as if he had a spiritual pressure from the sound of his voice.
On the tip of his fingers, a yellow flame began to emerge as Key's energy poured into the blade, amplifying Len's own as out of the blade's tip fired a cero-esque laser, flashing out at the woman before violently exploding on the hollow she was riding, likely consuming her in the blast. Len's eyes then slowly turned around to the other woman, gripping his blade with both hands as he flipped it around, showing the sharp side.
"I'll kill you if I have to. This is your one choice to leave from my sight, and take your forces with you." While Len did not inherently want to fight, he knew that he may have no other choice but to do so. If I could avoid that… then… I would be glad… But… I probably won't be able to. He thought to himself, his eyes gently darkening as the hollows began to get back up around him, his golden bangs falling down over his eyes as he reached both hands outwards, grabbing onto the length of his word before releasing a pulse of pure energy.
This energy wave shot out from his feet, knocking away everything in a ten feet radius around him, blowing them away from his body. He did not fill the radius with energy, but rather created an outer shell that knocked them away. This would leave Len facing the woman before him, and whether or not she would continue her attack was entirely up to her...
Subject Post 10Subject: Re: Brawl For Fjarðabyggð [Iceland Conflict Event Series Thread] Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:02 am
As she watched calmly the beam surge towards her Shestiva began to harmonize her body with it's energy and would attempt to phase through it. However as she closed in on the attack she was swallowed up by water and appeared next to the woman with an eyepatch that had said something to he earlier. She now told Shestiva to leave as it would get dangerous. Shestiva glanced at the female in front of her then stared at the man who had attacked her and her swarm of hollows.
She watched his moves carefully in an attempt to somewhat read his reaction time and such. It became hard when he gained more speed than she could read, but she noticed one of the hollows had grazed him. Though he was fast it was evident that his defense seemed lacking. She looked at the backside of the woman who stood before her and decided not to move. She would watch the man a little longer before she proceeded to fight him.
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