Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Mon Apr 04, 2016 11:55 am

Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 691

Rukongai. A place where all of that bitter taste was left on 'his' tongue. He doesn't even know which District he is in, but eventually, walking in the streets of District 80 where the possibilities of finding a research centre that was taken down several years ago. The memories of this place was completely unpleasant for him, since he finds this place as nothing but a graveyard for the sufferers. After all, 'survival of the fittest' applies to only the most gruesome districts and just thinking about it would make him vomit blood. So, why is 'he' back?

Walking in the streets of District 80 in Rukongai, there is one man that stands out differently from the dark atmosphere that this crime-ridden place provides. Dressing completely white with violet outlines, six machines floating behind his back and white-haired, that young man's name was called Hisao Yazaki. He was a bit famous on a more violent parts of Rukongai, due to the part that he was a survivor from the infamous 'Project Particle Core', an experiment which just by its name was enough to snap him in an instant. Ever since his escape and adoption into the Yazaki family, not once have he ever stepped a foot into Rukongai again. Not only he has seen everything that tainted his eyes, but it is what drove him crazy from the beginning. After all, he killed everyone including those who were involved in the project. Then, why did he bother coming back if he gave him so much trauma?

Because he still needs to accomplish something. No matter how much of his past that he has to remember once again, he still needs more clues, more data. However, his clean work completely erased the traces of that place, so looking for it would make it tough to dig out whatever remains it may have. But even if he could find it, all these years of negligence may have buried itself. If Hisao can't find it? Then he will just obliterate all of District 80 until it is no longer a district. Even if he is still weak, he wouldn't mind losing an arm or two to erase the trace of this place if it was needed.

Although, with all said and done, he soon find himself in an ironic damsel-in-distress situation, or is it? Surrounded by merely powerless people who think that they can take him on just because they died and transcended to Soul Society? Come on, supernatural or not, reality is still reality. With the numbers they present, according to his calculations, it'll be a piece of cake to clean them up like a broom. Well, well, it is tough work when you're popular with enemies and small fries who thinks they can take him on. Kuahahaha! Seems like this is what an average person would call 'a warm welcome', eh!?

Mon Apr 04, 2016 1:03 pm

The Rukongai....a very...memorable place. It was somewhere where Henrex had called home when he arrived in the Soul Society. Now....it was merely an old memory, lost within his mind. He sighed as he walked through District 80, a village near where he had stayed. Henrex's black scarf billowed in the wind, the ends of it whirling wildly. The scarf would not com off easily, Henrex had made sure of that, since it was covering his nose and mouth, only part of his entire body that was covered, not just with his shihakusho, but with black gloves that covered his hands, which were at his side, as he did not feel threatened by the silent, gloomy atmosphere. He looked forward, his eyes needing to adjust to the light. He saw...a man wearing all white, with violet outlines. His hair was even white. Jeez, this guy really seemed to like his white. Not that Henrex was complaining, since he wore black above everything else. After all, when you get used to wearing something, you tend to wear it a lot.

"And this guy is no different, it seems..."

He slowly approached him, making sure that he made no audible noise in his footsteps, and his Cyberbrain silently activated, scanning this new person. He seemed familiar....but, then again, he had seen many people around the Seireitei, many of which he had never interacted with. This guy was no different. He believed he knew his name, but he didn't say it, for fear he might get it wrong. Instead, he stood solitarily behind him, making no noise for a short time. He waited, the wind wrapping around him like a blanket. His black eyes narrowed, as the man seemed to having some internal struggle. It was then he noticed them. Six strangely shaped items floating around him. They were odd, but "odd" was an understatement in this world. He slowly approached the man, and gently tapped him on the shoulder....

Mon Apr 04, 2016 1:56 pm

Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 710

Who..? Who in the world slipped past his calculations. For a genius like himself, missing something as simplistic and stupid as stealth was a horrible mistake. Having his shoulder tapped, he was surprised at the least. And any logical person, like Hisao himself, would swing his hand and force one of his machines to produce an electromagnetic shockwave, with enough force to solidify the air molecules via electromagnetic waves and forcefully push its way into the suspecting man's body that suddenly appeared right behind him. It wouldn't do anything to him but an instinct that shot right into his head as the first thing he would do for someone that he didn't take into account for.

His eyes glared at whoever this man was, and surprise, it was someone that he knew of. Well, it was no surprise for Hisao anyway since he has his own ways and skills to easily obtain information of new people, though he couldn't get any confidential information or any valuable data to really piqued out his interests as an engineer. When it comes to members from all squads, Hisao was capable enough to keep himself prepared to meet or even, fight any of them. However, getting this kid slip right past his eye was a mistake and this will not happen again. While he was glad that it wasn't an enemy, at the same time, he wasn't glad that someone else besides himself would be here, making it destroying this place even harder than usual since it'll be reported to the Gotei, and that is a bad news.

Speaking under a calm and collected tone, Hisao said the things that was 'needed' for this sort of encounter and he wasn't quite nice about it either,"Henrex, is it? I've done my research, so you can keep the introduction to yourself. I would advise you to leave or we'll have nasty consequences here, alright, kid?"

With that being said, Hisao doesn't know everything about this young man either. His equipments are limited, so he was only able to access all the basic information about the ones that he was capable of extracting, so he doesn't know much about anyone's abilities at all. Of course, he keeps his own personal details since they're all protected within his cyberbrain, a firewall with enough layers to even put the best hackers to shame. Since he isn't a fan of having his privacy being seen, his name was the only well-known 'thing' in the Gotei for his cruelty in experimenting his own squad members as guinea pigs to test out his new stuffs.

Though, again, he IS here to get his own things. For any reason that this man wants to be a bother, Hisao wouldn't mind him resisting. Considering that his captain has been nothing but a bother, venting a bit of that stress to someone else of a different squad would be fun. Now then, he couldn't wait to turn this entire district into dusts if he can't find what he needs in this place.

Mon Apr 04, 2016 2:53 pm

Henrex watched as his body briefly tensed, obviously surprised and shocked from being tapped. He probably wasn't used to people like Henrex sneaking up on him. It wasn't always something he was proud of, since he sometimes seemed to appear behind people, scaring the hell out of them. He noticed something flash out of the corner of his eye, and one of the devices charged forward, with Henrex grabbing it, his arm shaking from this thing's insane persistence. He was barely managing to keep that thing from slamming into his chest. As he continued to struggle, he started to slide back, his boots digging into the ground, and let go, his arm finally having enough of the strain on him, and the device slammed into his stomach, earning a grunt of pain from him, and he looked up at the man who controlled these things. His eyes....they seemed guilty of something....like a child being caught staying up late. He straightened himself, and heard the man's calm tone, but harsh words. He wasn't afraid of him. Nasty consequences, hm? He seemed to be the only one here. Might as well not make an enemy. Let's take this slow, ease into something that could be a....friendship. He slowly walked past him, his voice calm, somewhat quiet, and the tiniest robotic from his Cyberbrain being active. He stopped a few feet away from him.

".....This place is a memorial for you, isn't it....Hisao Yazaki? If it seemed to bring you such painful memories, why return?"

Henrex's gaze did not change from the calm, quiet tone. He figured he was here to do something, and he was in the way. Perhaps he could help, if that was the case? He was willing to help people if they needed him....to an extent. He had no idea what Hisao had planned from this place. Whatever is was, he could help. The guy had a bit of a...shady background. He was known for cruelly experimenting on squad members for new equipment and gear. And what of it? He had heard of people who would do far worse than just experiments for equipment. A certain person he knew when he was alive was a big torture fan. He would torture and kill anything he found unworthy of life. He hadn't seen him in so long, he didn't know if he was even still alive. This guy was nothing compared to him. Testing out equipment on squad members? There was definitely people worse than that. Henrex turned around, his eyes showing nothing but calmness. He wasn't afraid of him, he was curious.

"Hm....I'm curious onto what YOU are doing here, Hisao. It's not like someone to randomly wander to the Rukongai. You could probably say the same for me, but I am here because I simply wanted to take a walk. Not always much to do around the Seireitei....wouldn't you agree?"

Tue Apr 05, 2016 10:18 am

Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 893

Memorial is not the definition that can describe this place at all, not for Hisao. It is more like a graveyard more than anything else, a graveyard that he buried himself together with all the lives he intentionally took to end their suffering. Coming back for more data, more power, he didn't care how much this would destroy him from the inside because the answer was already simple; his mind and soul broke the second they placed a foreign object into his head. In this world, the one with the most power will strive on this world and the weakest shall perish, and this District is the first step of gaining absolute power. Having this man that is 'simply taking a walk' around here would be a problem as well since it'll be a hassle to clean it up soon afterwards.

Gritting his teeth in displeasure, Hisao was obviously annoyed by an obstacle presented to him. He already left a warning and he didn't listen, but this is much expected from his calculations. Well, whatever. It is a bit annoying knowing that this man is trying to poke his nose into things that he shouldn't put it into, especially with someone like Hisao which he doubted he'll ever get along with anyone else but himself. Considering what has happened to him in the past, trust was the least part of his life, unwilling to get along and believe anyone but himself and his own family. No matter how friendly and how cruel someone would be towards Hisao, friendship was an impossible bond for him, much less an actual relationship. Hisao's stare became colder, the tone of his voice became slightly annoyed and aggressive, in hopes to get a reaction out of him.

"I don't care what you're here for but keep the curiosity to yourself. I have no time to deal with kids like you, so unless you want me to personally bury you alive, I would advise you to scram."

He still kept his composure, but containing all of that insanity from within him, not to mention the stress he is placed through, Hisao would be creating a havoc at this point. Sighing at his own attempts to scare him off, he doubted that it would work either way since his previous threat has already proven it for this young man's persistence. As much as he doesn't want the Gotei to know about it, it is not like it'll be a death sentence if he is clearing up a district full of nothing but violence and crime. His tone quickly changed to somewhat more playful with a hint of insanity into it as he giggled.

"Kukuku.. What if i told you that i am here to destroy the entire district? What would you do?"

There. He wasn't joking at all, but playful enough in a tone where most wouldn't take him seriously for what he had said. After all, it is a complete common sense among many to know that destroying a District would be a stupid idea. For Hisao's level, it would be an extremely hard task. But again, he is indeed an engineer, so he has his own ways of dealing with this. Well, he does despise this place to its core, so much so that erasing its existence would mean to end everything that was once here before. He has suffered enough in this place, so it is by his own right to end whatever is left of the project by his own hands. No more of that 'Artificial God' crap ever again. He will take even the slightest of chances that his foster parents may still be under hiding within the District 80 or any information that may be regarding of that very project itself. But before all of that, he need as much data as he can obtain from the remains of that shithole. Wherever it may be, not even the people from Gotei can stop him from here.

Tue Apr 05, 2016 12:52 pm

Henrex smiled to himself as he watched Hisao become increasingly agitated. It appears he did not want him here. Well....Henrex wasn't really going to leave anytime soon. He was far too interested now to leave. His expression changed when Hisao referred to him as a child, something that irritated him more than anything. He hated being referred to as a child. If Hisao was aiming to get a reaction out of him, it wasn't working too well. He sighed and looked at him, his eyes narrowing and his normally quiet voice picked up a tone of authority, but still somewhat quiet, almost as if his voice were merely a whisper in the wind.

"Do not refer to me as a child, Hisao Yazaki. Do not judge someone based on their appearance. I may cover myself, but my actions and more are not those of a child."

The scarf around his face billowed violently in the wind, as if the skies themselves were merging within his agitation. He quickly regained his own composure, with the anger slowly fading. He wasn't going to let him manipulate him. He was about to say something else, but then he said he was going to destroy this place. His Cyberbrain quickly activated, scanning the way he spoke, the laughter, and his Cyberbrain came to him with the results that...he most certainly was not lying. He DID intend on destroying this place. But for what purpose? Why would he wish to destroy this place? Hm...perhaps he had to find more out.

"Well....you certainly aren't lying. You do intend to destroy this place. But...what would I do if you did? The answer...is simple enough. Nothing. I wouldn't try to stop you. You have your own wishes for doing this. To show off your power? To find something? Whatever the case, it would make no difference if I were to try and stop you. You would most likely pull me in with the destruction you would cause. In fact, why would you wish to destroy this place?"

Henrex was more curious that he ever had been before. Going to this extreme lengths, making sure no one was in sight, just to destroy a village in the Rukongai? What was the point? Something was afoot here, and Henrex wanted to see what exactly Hisao was up to.....

Wed Apr 06, 2016 10:49 am

Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 890

Oh, I see. Looks like this brat isn't the type to be referred as a 'kid'. Well, judging from his speech, that alone was enough to determine that title alone. However, Hisao was more surprised of how annoying and persistent he is, to the point of invading someone's privacy for his own curiosity. What is he, some sort of reporter who wants the latest news coverage of the current world so his paper could go on the newspaper? It is true that he shouldn't judge a book by its cover but Hisao isn't the type to care who's strong or who's weak, considering that he was brave enough to go up against his captain and cause quite a ruckus within his squad. Laughing just for a bit, it was a bit disappointing that he couldn't get anything out of that boring face of his, hiding under his clothes like some wuss. But even what Henrex had said, he continued to mock him instead.

"You think i care however i judge kids like you? Don't make me laugh when you can't even back up your own words, you weakling."

Those words was one thing, but his mind was one on the other. Being confined in one of the hellholes within Rukongai, he was forced to read everything, from technologies to indescribable languages for literally decades, and all that confinement drove him insane that it became permanently marked across his face. Calculations, calculations; that is all what he knew ever since the cyberbrain within his skull fused together with him like any other organic brain, and Henrex was no different. Hisao's violet eyes shifted its attention to make a direct eye contact with Henrex, only to say what is on his mind since it has made him quite uncomfortable, to be honest.

"You're making a lot of noise, especially from the inside. Whatever's machine inside of you that is trying any funny business with me, turn it off."

Hisao can hear 'it' or accurately saying, feel it. While he is not sure what it is, he knows it very well that there is 'something' inside Henrex that is making plenty of noises that makes him very uncomfortable. While this is very hard to explain how he was able to know that there is something within the young man, you can simply explain it as an 'electromagnetic field' or a 'radiation' that makes it easily detectable if the parts used is not high-spec or unique on its own. Since Hisao's cyberbrain is custom-built from a certain project, it would be extremely hard to even detect it as it is fused with both his body and soul. Sighing deeply, this is getting slightly bit out of hand. Well, these words would probably be enough to agitate even the calmest people since his words was outright honest. He wasn't going to hold anything back, not even his words, and there, he will answer his final question.

"You do not need to know unnecessary details. Since you've told me that you'd do nothing to stop me destroying this place, then there is no need for you to know anything else."

He had to make him either fight or leave. Hisao knows very well that he isn't the type to talk so much pointless things that do not benefit him at all. After all, he is not going to let even a single soul know about the Project Particle Core, even if it meant risking his life for it. For someone who was a victim of that horrendous scene, blood-soaked floor and the constant scream of children, even the thought of it makes him sick. This is why, if it meant to protect his only family left, he is going to obtain the data, make good use of it and destroy all of its evidence of existence. He cannot trust anyone else but himself, no one.

Wed Apr 06, 2016 7:45 pm

Henrex looked at Hisao with narrowed eyes, not threatening, but merely unamused. So...Hisao was getting even more agitated, hm? He wanted him to back up his own words....very well then. He quickly withdrew the sword from the sheath in one fluid movement, with Henrex dropping it into the ground, the blade digging itself into the ground. He wanted him to back up his words, so he shall. He slowly took a step forward, digging his back foot into the ground deep. He slowly reached towards the scarf around his face, pulling it down, revealing his face for the first time, and his mouth remained a straight line, his eyes showing dead seriousness. He didn't care if he wasn't done talking. So what?

".....You want me to back up my words? Very well.....prepare yourself, Hisao Yazaki."

His eyes flashed, before he leaped forward, leaving his sword in the ground, and aiming a punch towards his chest, with his eyes showing anger, and the intent to kill if needed to. He leaped backwards after the punch, landing on the pommel of his sword, looking down at him. He then readjusted the gloves on his hands, then dusted himself off briefly, before stepping down from the sword, taking it in his hand. He looked in his direction, spinning the blade in a circle, before resheathing his sword once again. He had held back, not wanting to cause a major fight, but still ensure that he was willing to, in order to prove a point. He looked at Hisao, his eyes showing sadness, pain, but also bloodlust.

"There, you see? I will back up my claims, Yazaki. Don't think you're almighty just because you have a few machines doing your dirty work."

Henrex glared at Hisao, daring him to retaliate. If he did, there was plenty more where that came from....

Thu Apr 07, 2016 11:39 am

Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 909

How rude. Not only his words was interrupted before he could finish his sentence, but he attacked with 'an intent to kill'? Well, scare tactics do not work against someone like Hisao as long as it is within his calculations. Instead, he grinned back with joy when Henrex leaped towards him and attempted to punch him. Since his Nasods is just right behind him, it didn't take long to command one of them to move right towards his chest and take a punch from his fist, leaving Hisao himself harmless from his little antics of proving himself. From this moment, he took this as a declaration to fight instead of backing off. This was all he needed to know, since he has already successfully lured Henrex in with those words alone.

The sight of him was pitiful, showing nothing but pointless flood of emotions towards Hisao. In response, he laughed uncontrollably from this sort of reaction and he thought that this young man was boring from the beginning. Man, why didn't he discover such a way to exploit him so soon!?

"Kuahahahahaha!! I see, i see! Now you're getting more and more interesting, weakling! I guess i'll bring you down to hell together with this district then!"

His switch was flicked. Insanity exploded right out of Hisao's body within an instant. It has been forever since he felt like this! Kuahaha! Since he wants to back up his claim so much, then he'll let him do so! With a flip of a switch of the Dynamo behind his ear and manipulating all six of the Nasods behind him, Hisao intends to place them on a circulations right in front of him, and forcing it to gather electromagnetic energy right in the center of the circular formation. Since he didn't intend to output a lot of power, the process didn't take a second to fully charge the energy before him and then? Fire into several beam of electricity towards Henrex, each beam alone while is not fired into one massive blast is considerably weak, it would still have enough power to puncture a reinforced body of an average shinigami.

That wasn't enough though. After his attempt to damage Henrex with those beams, he would quickly regather the Nasods around him for protection. Reaching out both his index and middle finger towards Henrex, he would only utter out a single words and that is, Hadō. Without giving it a name or a number, his fingers would suddenly release a massive thrust of kinetic energy with enough force that would rival to that of a speeding train, in exchange for dispelling considerable amount of spiritual energy from his fingers. If you're confused? This Hadō is Hisao's version of the Hadō #1, Sho. By reverse-engineering it using his knowledge, he would be able to enhance that kido into his own by changing its method in using it.

If any attacks came from Henrex during the process, these Nasods would automatically defend Hisao by firing a concentrated beam of electromagnetic energy, and it would have the power of a Cero from a Menos just from a single beam. Avoiding those beams would be a difficult task too, since they are within a close proximity with Hisao, he would be able to manipulate the beams via electromagnetism with just a wave of his finger and redirect them to his targets like a homing missile. Of course, his range is quite limited if the distance is beyond 500 meters.

Regardless whether if he failed his attempts or not, his laughter would became more insane, as if his sanity just broke like a piece of glass. Fueled together by the bitter past memories he had with the district, this would further drive him into destruction around him. He doesn't expect anyone to like him nor does he need allies, as long as he can achieve what he wants, casualties are not of his concern. That is Hisao's nature, and no one can change it.

"Kuahaha! Is this all you can do, weakling!? I am just getting started!!!"

Wed Apr 13, 2016 10:41 am

Something had changed within Hisao after Henrex had attempted to punch him. Something Henrex was very acquainted with. Insanity. Something that destroyed one's life, if they weren't careful, didn't take medication for it, or something to aid them. Hisao seemed to switch his on, as if it were as simple as changing a light-bulb. This person was a genius for somehow discovering something like this. But now, he was beyond reason, whether to compliment him on this, or to get him to stop the fighting. This could become a fight to the death. He would not die here. Henrex wouldn't allow himself to die in a wasteland like this. He was not to die at this point in time. His time would come eventually, but it was most certainly not now. He would fight back. He saw Hisao's machines fire electric blasts at him, not very powerful, but enough to hurt. A lot.

Henrex leaped back, dodging most of the fired electricity beams that intended to hit him, but was taken off guard as he took one to his stomach, making a burn mark, and he landed on his feet, skidding backwards and he withdrew his sword once more, keeping it within one hand. He stood straight, gripping the hilt of his Zanpakutō with the other hand, then leaped forward, raising his sword over his head to make a strike to Hisao's head, but was quickly repelled by a blast of spiritual energy that seemed to come from Hisao's fingertip. Kido? Possibly. But that blast didn't seem like it. It was...different that any of the Kido he knew. Modified Kido? Much more plausible, but only people who were very experienced with Kido could pull that off. Maybe Hisao was one of them.

Henrex landed once more on the ground, on his feet, a small crater where he had landed, showing the amount of force he had put into his legs at that point. He dashed forward again, determined to strike, but then saw another blast from the machines Hisao possessed charging. This one was much more powerful, almost, if not definitely, enough power to be considered a Cero. He had to get out of the way. Perhaps if he tried to get closer...he could try something. He quickened his pace, getting closer and closer to Hisao, eventually getting so close he could stab him from the distance he was at. But that was not Henrex's goal. He looked up at Hisao, then his body vanished from sight, before he materialized behind Hisao, making not even the slightest sound as he slowly approached him. A Flash Step. He raised his sword, aiming to strike for his back, hoping to make a large slash in it, before flash stepping again, this time on the roof of a nearby building, sheathing his sword so that he could pull the scarf over his face once more. He was only getting started? Very well.

"As am I. Do not get cocky, Hisao.

Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]

Re: Hate & Memories [OPEN]