ice and slice (hero training)

Mon Dec 21, 2015 1:15 am

Above the seiretei lies a floating island. The iramasha island. Few shinigami visit the tropical island but killerants would pay the place a visit. He was supposed to get special training from the angel of ice cirno iramasha. Kill had never meet the iramasha. Hopefully she was a kind and friendly person. Meeting new people was always an exciting and nerve wracking moment. You never know how they could turn out or if any memorable moments will come out of it. So kill would try his best take a good impression on cirno.

Kill wanted to get stronger for the soul society. Right now he was just another member of the gotei. No fancy title or recognizable power. He wasn't a captain or even a vice captain. So he has to gain more power. He wants to find his place in the gotei. Only through growth WI he be able to do that. Hopefully kill will gain his shikai ability. The shikai is probably the most basic of shinigami abilities and after all this time as one he hasn't learned it yet. How could he call himself a shinigami.

Kill would walk up the peak of the snowy mountain. He was dressed in a black training robe similiar to the shinigami uniform. He also wore a red scarf around his neck. Kill was sure this was the right place considering the climate was so much different than the rest of the island. Beautiful snow flakes feel from the sky and covered the area in a thick white layer.

Tis the season for this weather. Kill thought to himself.

He approached an igloo.

"This is it. My training begins now." Kill says.

He walks through the entrance. He is surprised to see no one around. It seemed to be empty. He walks down a hallway and attempts to look for the ice iramasha.

"Hello? Miss cirno, are you here?" Kill asks yelling into the frozen domain.

Maybe she stepped out. Kill was ready to begin his training though.

Mon Dec 28, 2015 12:43 pm

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THE FRIGID HEROINE'S POST

Artist: Toby Fox - Song: Annoying Dog Theme - Word Count: 1048

Snore. Snore. Snore. Oh yeah, more snoring.

That's the only natural sound you'd hear -- given that the time of day was night and most were asleep upon this frozen winter wonderland.

Sure, there were tons of visitors whom seemed to be paying their respects to this holy land as of late. They were all attracted to the allure of becoming the next hero, heroine or champion of justice. As, after all, there were many legends, stories and rumors generating from this place that the angel whom lived here had a knack for awakening that potential within others.

So, naturally, it was only true that many would travel far and wide to see if these claims were true. They braved the harsh elements, ventured across n numerous dimensions and came with the most earnest of intentions to bask in the light of bringing out their strongest light.

All of these hopes, all of these dreams and all their requests were vested upon this one spirit.

....

Yet, even with that being the case -- these ethereal creatures still needed sleep!

So, there wasn't much of a warning for the entrance of Killerants because The Angel Of The Ice was too busy sleeping to really pay much attention to him. Her guard was pretty much down and she needed some relaxation time to recover from her oh-so busy life. Taking part in battles, training others, pushing herself and all the other good stuff that comes with being a busy little angel.

It was all tiring stuff and it left one mighty exhausted. So, she was busy entering the realm of dreams and recovering her volumes of energy. The mind was twisting and turning, and she seemed to be quite lively and active even in her slumber.

As, in that moment, there were mutters of someone named "Kazumi" flowing forth from the mouth of the childish mutters. As snot bubbles flowed in and out of her noise, there seemed to be constant perverted giggles about this woman. Hence, tt didn't take much of a rocket scientist to then deduce she was having one hell of a lewd dream.

However, that would all change when this brute decided to just so casually stroll on into her home without so much as a "HOWDY DOO!" First, there were first steps echoing throughout the domain of The Frozen Snow Child. Then, after that: YELLING!

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OKAY! THAT WAS IT!

That was the straw which broke the the camel's back. In one shattering boom, the consciousness of Cirno was quickly released. Thrusting her forth from her land of honey and love, there was no time to dwell on such sweet and sexual dreams because there was an intruder in the house of The Angel!

Therefore, with her heart racing and mind still disorientated between the realm of dreams and reality, precious little Cirno was in a daze of confusion, terror, excitement and happiness. But, mostly adrenaline and fear. She had no idea what was happening and felt that her girlfriend, her stuff and her home was in danger because of this unknown screaming in her house!

So, under this notion that she was under attack, the half-awake heroine would then stomp her foot down on the ground, storm out of her room and meet the intruder head on.

Did this freak think he could just sneak up on this champion of justice without getting a face full of soles in his face?

HELL NO!

Thus, in a burst of otherworldly speed, would The Angel Of The Ice then go ahead and leap forth in the air. Being seen as nothing but a blue blur, this eruption of light would descend from the ceiling and go to kick the unknown assailant straight in his ugly mug!

With the force behind that kick, this son of a gun would be sent flying and hurdling straight out of her lovely residence and into the cold, harsh snow where he belonged!

DID NOBODY EVEN TEACH MANNERS ANYMORE!?

How dare he sneak into her house! This monster was going to pay!

In all of her bewildered and tired rage, the sleepy-eyed Cirno appeared to get into a rather -- loose fighting stance. Her hands were curled into fist, but they seemed to be swaying so sloppily against the air. It was as if she was drunk or something with the lack of refinement behind her movements. With her legs buckling and quaking, they seemed to shake as if she was going to fall down at any moment. And, together with the girl's unkempt hair, drooling mouth and fluttering wings; it was clear that she was out of her mind at this moment!

"Look here, creep, I don't know who or what you are, but you aren't going to escape the wrath of a true heroine! You can't have my sweet Kazumi! EN GARDE, YOU FIEND~!"

Holy. Smokes.

It was apparent through her drowsy and enraged dialogue that this child was still half-sleep. However, this was a dangerous state! With all that power in such an unstable state being wielded by the youth -- the situation could turn ugly pretty quick! It was a hairy predicament to be placed in and it begged the question: did this traveler know how to even calm down or diffuse the scene? Well, for his sake, he'd better have!

Right now, this man had quite the feisty firecracker on his hands -- and he almost deserved it. After all, what jack-o just walks into a persons home without so much as waiting for the person to come to the door? Just knock and enter, eh? Well, he'd soon pay the price for that!

Cirno was going to knock some manners into him one way or another. She didn't like intruders, she didn't like bad guys and she didn't like asshole burglars who dared to put her sweet Kazumi in danger! So off with his head!

Mon Dec 28, 2015 10:47 pm

The frozen domain remained still and quiet. No sort of movement could be felt inside. Was the mistress of the igloo here? Killerants traveled down the hallway more before hearing a peculiar sound. It almost sounded like someone was snoring. He also heard the faint uttering of something else.

"Ka..zu...mi?" Kill questions as this was more than a little weird than what he is used to.

After speaking that name killerants heard a thomp. Maybe someone was here. Hopefully it's cirno herself. Then loud footsteps could be heard echoing through the house. Sounded as if someone was running through the house.

Next thing you know a blue light soared from above and then intense pain raced through kill. He was taken completely off guard as the kick mused his face in. He flew through the door back into the snowy front yard of cirnos estate. Kill got up slowly scrapping snow off his clothes. His face was red and he had a nosebleed. The clod air blowing in the breeze only helped the sting of the attack. Kill watched the little angel cirno approach him in a dazed fury.

"This is a misunderstanding. I don't want nor know this kazumi person. But if it's a fight you want, a fight you will get."

Kill was unsure of his words. He might have just made matters worse. He was in tok deep though. Cirno was already on the offensive so he had to retaliate. As cirno took his sloppy stance kill withdrew his zanpackuto. A basic katana with a few extra inches on it. Giving it slightly more range than zanpackutos. He took his own stance. He holds his sword slightly to the right and eyes cirno intensely. He charges to her like a bull to a matadore. Once he got within striking distance of her he would feint a diagonal slash with his zanpackuto but instead go for a full force knee to the gut of the angel. He stroke with enough force to cause internal damage to normal humans. And hopefully this would leave cirno defenseless for a moment as ants goes for a full force roundhouse kick to the back of cirnos head.

The kick should send the iramasha flying through the snowy landscape. And if his moves are to connect killerants will then hold out both his hands and charge his reiatsu. A blinding blight light will appear in front of him.

"Bind them to this holy symbol!!! Bakudo #20

After shouting the incantation a large blue cross would appear in front of kill and launch towards cirno. The kido would then bind cirno to a crucifix if able to land. Ants would then explain.

"I am killerants. I have come to receive my hero training cirno!"

Sun Jan 03, 2016 3:19 am

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THE FRIGID HEROINE'S POST

Artist: Toby Fox - Song: Megalo Strike Back - Word Count: 1162

That's right. All evil-doers get a swift kick to the face. That's just the way justice was served: cold with a face full of kick ass served frigid.

When the delirious and delusional Angel of The Ice felt the warmth of Killerant's face and blood smearing across the soles of her foot, she could do nothing but give a victorious laugh to otherwise mark the beginning of her domination of the battle. For, with the force of righteousness on her side, a no good thug and thief stood not even the slightest of chance against her!

Therefore, the celestial would continue her jovial hollers of excitement and spread them all over the household as she twirled, spun around and eventually skipped outside to follow her assailant. Even in her distorted state of mind, the heartbeat of the Iramashsa seemed to slow and ease as she believed the foe would of had enough. And, in her dazed dream logic, assumed he would just give up and surrender. For, if he did that, she could at least calm down and get back to her senses.

Maybe he could even be fixed. Perhaps he could find the light. Or at least gain the sense to never do this again to another person. As you don't go AROUND breaking into peoples homes and scaring them half to death!

But no.

None of that happened yet.

For as he was speaking, the male's words seem to be nothing but a blur. That is, before he stated that if it was a fight she wanted -- it was a fight he'd deliver.

...

Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh noooooooooooooooooooooo.

Cirno wasn't having that.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

That was her only cry that was uttered as her face turned beat red, steam arose from her nostrils and she felt herself becoming enraged. How dare he still threaten to attack her! Why did he not deter from his path of darkness? He could do better than that!

GRAH!

It was so maddening that she attempted to straight up knock the male down on his behind by sending a windy punch at him. However, he had sense enough to feint and that caused him to avoid injury. As, that blow was strong enough to send a high cluster of pressure into the area and it was shown by the fact a small carter expanded for the next dozen feet or so.

"Stay still! I'm going to hammer justice into you! I can't do that if you are moving around!"

...

DOH!

That was the only thought which could slip in the barely consciousness mind of The Angel as the criminal scum knee'd her in the gut.

...

"OW! THAT HURT, YOU MEANIE!"

Despite the amount of force left behind that stroke, it wasn't enough to slay her. It merely cut her dress and caused a small scratch to be left in the area he struck. It was annoying, and stung like the son of a devil, yeah, but it wasn't going to impale her that easily. Otherwise, the durability of the angel would be nothing more than a joke.

Another drunken-like swing of the fist would be given, and despite being in a disoriented state, the inner light within Cirno almost knew not to give this guy more than he could handle. So, she swung with enough force to leave a hole in the ground, but not close to the full might of her physical prowess.

As, even in this state, The Angel of The Ice did not wish to truly harm or kill him. She just wanted to beat some sense into the male and make him realize: IT'S NOT NICE TO BREAK INTO PEOPLE'S HOUSES AND HE SHOULD STOP THAT NON-SENSE!

Which is why when Killerants went in for the round house kick to the head, the instincts of The Iramashsa would activate and she'd soon grab his ankle. If this action proceeded, the feisty little celestial would then aim to hurl him into a tree nearby with enough force to make it feel as if he just got hit by a three thousand pound sedan. So, he'd certainly be beginning to experience some form of heaviness or injury perhaps.

But -- it wasn't all bad! No. He'd still get a chance to fire off his kido; even in mid-attack. Then, when it landed, Cirno was indeed pinned to the cross; much akin to the man of a certain biblical text. However -- this would be his saving grace. For, when she was constrained, the amount of pain she was feeling, combined with the impulse of holy energy she received, was enough to make The Angel of The Ice perk up and realize just what in the hell she was doing.

So, her eyes would widen up, the aura of The Iramasha would shine like a sun and she'd try to make sense of this mess. Looking around, she'd notice a broken window, blood on her feet, a hole on her dress and a scratch around her gut. With another turn of the head, she'd then see the male before her and hear his words being screamed out.

Uh-oh. She must've had one of those disorientating spells of terror spawned from her state of half-sleep and fright. It is at that moment where Cirno was then seen facepalming herself multiple times in wake of this weakness of herself. The persona of the Iramasha was always out of wack when coming into sleep, out of sleep and even during sleep. So, it was almost embarrassing that things had to come to this in order for her to awaken!

It certainly made for a bad first impression! Especially for someone who was here to receive some of her fabled training. So, she would pout, puff her cheeks and then point at Killerants as she teared up a bit.

"I'M SORRRRRRRRRRY~! I didn't meant to do that! I wasn't fully awake and my body was acting on it's own! WAH!"

With that frantic cry hollered out, The Angel Iramasha would then showcase her consciousn power by breaking out of the restrictions of the kido in one burst of explosive holy light. As, she appeared to use her connection to the heavens to disrupt the kido, dispel it and then come flying towards Killerants in the form of a tight hug around his waist-side.

"Please....TELL ME WHAT IT IS YOU CAME FOR AND WHY!"

With another cry, The Celestial gave another holler out to the winds and demanded to know what he was truly here and why. There had to be a story and motive, and she wanted to find out what it was!

Wed Jan 06, 2016 10:15 pm

Ants had managed to dodge cirnos first punch using his feint. Thankfully as he has saw her punch leave a small crater burst into the ground a few feet away. It was crazy how much strength was packed into such a small lady. Clearly this was the right place to go if you wanted to become stronger. After the knee had connected toncirno, the angel had went for another punch. Ants gets dangerously close to being hit but his roundhouse kick maneuvered him out of instant harm. Then cirno grab at killerants ankle and tossed him like a rag doll across the area.

The initial throw took ants of guard and made him panic for a second. But he couldn't lose focus in the middle of this scuffle. He reacquired his barrings and launched his kido mid-air. The attack propels from ants while he rams into a tree and falls to the ground with a loud thud. He would be lying if he said that didn't hurt alot. But he got up snd saw his kido actually landed on the angel. She was pinned down and wasn't posing an immediate threat to killerants.

A bright aura shun from cirno. And it seemed like she snapped out of some spell.ayne now Ants could talk to her reasonably. The angel then freed herself with little to no effort as she disrupted the kido and broke out. Then she had apologized to ants. Ants accepted her apology and quickly eased up as he sheathed his zanpackuto. He really wasn't sure if he could win that fight if it was continue, even in cirnos drowsy state.

"Oh it's alright ms. Cirno. I should be the one aplogizing. My actions were rude to say the least. Please forgive me." Ants says realising the mistakes he had made.

Cirno then fly to ants and hugged him. It was a nice tender moment.
wow she is adorable isn't she. ants thought to himself. Ants then patted her on the head.

"I'm here for one thing ms. Cirno. I want special training from you. You see, I've been a shinigami for quite sometime. All this time I've been a normal grunt in the gotei 13. I'm just a bland faceless person of no real memorable qualities. So I want this training so I can gain a powet. A power that will set me apart from the others in the soul society. I wish to unlock my shikai and gain an ability that can me the power to be known all around. Only then can I find my place in the gotei. Only then can be happy. This is why I want to to receive power. This training will give me what i need to become the hero I want to be. The hero inside of me. So please grant me this power and train me."

Ants looks at her with a look of desperation. A look that could plainly show how long he has been searching for this opportunity.

Sun Jan 17, 2016 10:48 pm

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THE FRIGID HEROINE'S POST

Artist: Toby Fox - Song: Ruins - Word Count: 646

There was a sigh of relief had form The Angel of The Ice as she seemed quite relieved that the male understood the mishap which took place. It still made her upset that he lucid state was so violent, but perhaps it could just be excused and passed off as a training test. That internal act of mental gymnastics made Cirno feel at least a little bit better.

This feeling would further ooze within Cirno as the male started speaking and he seemed to be able to forgive her. Although, in spite of this, she still wagged her finger at him and agreed on the note that it was rude to just barge on in to her sweet little house. After all, if he had just waited for her to awaken, perhaps this whole incident wouldn't of happened in the first place.

But, oh well. There is nothing she could've done about that but just accept the events for what happened. So, as she was patted on the head, Cirno would blush a little and smile since it felt nice to be soothed like that. Hence, she would respond and let her feelings be known:

"Well, I'm glad you are understanding, mister! I'm not sure if anyone else would have excused that, hehe."

After she broke away from the hug, the face of Cirno seemed to puff up like a fog, but only for a few moments. She was doing this to just be silly and to somewhat chastise for breaking and entering.

"Buttttt, maybe you should also take this as lesson: never just assert yourself into peoples houses! You might get a foot to the face and a ice shard up the butt if you do!"

Following that gleeful crack, a mischievous snicker exited the mouth of the Iramashsa as she seemed quite proud of herself. She just hoped the shinigami learned from this painful lesson and would never pull this stunt again in his life.

Though, ultimately, that wasn't the important part. The important part was listening in as to why this guy risked life and limb to come here in the first place. So, she would set her eyes to the male's face and listen to the story he had to tell.

From what she could digest from it, the male seemed to have dreams of power, fame and being special. However, most of his words just seemed swallow and focused solely on himself. To be a hero, and to find strength, one needs to humble thyself and find a greater purpose than themselves in order to attain those goals. Thus, he needed to be made aware of just how he was coming across.

"Mister, is your only reason for wanting training is to stand out? Because if so, I'm unsure if I can help with that. If you want to be a hero, and if you want to truly be super strong, you need to embrace others and find just who you are."

Pointing at his Zanpukto, Cirno saw that as a reflection of himself and knew that it was going to be the key to unlocking his Shikai.

"But, you are right. The hero is inside of you....we just have to find it...and find you in the process. If you are open, mister, we can enter your inner world and find that strength if you so wish. Thougggggghhhh, that's up to you."

With that said, Cirno would then bridge the gap of distance between them, poke his chest and nod her head in the direction in which she wanted to go in order to proceed with his training.

"Will you allow me inside your inner world?"

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