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Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Author Message THEFROST Head Admin 2010-06-03 Joined : 16579 Posts : 205 Karma : 25 Age : Purgatory Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (99999/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 1 Subject: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Tue Aug 09, 2016 11:55 am «THE STATUS OF THIS THREAD»
4/2/2416, 2:00 PM; CST Standard Time
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Subject Post 2 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Tue Aug 09, 2016 12:22 pm «MANA'S CALL TO THE WORLD» If there is not a response to this thread within a week, then a good deal of damage, death and destruction is going to happen within this country THEFROST Head Admin 2010-06-03 Joined : 16579 Posts : 205 Karma : 25 Age : Purgatory Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (99999/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 3 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Wed Sep 14, 2016 5:22 pm [PLAY THE POSTING MUSIC] VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: Toxic [Metal Remix]
Brazil, Brazil, Brazil. This nation had been the center of Mana Asthavon's attention in the past before. Yet, that scatter brained Queen had lost sight of why. Loading, loading and loading; that thing we called a brain in Mana's mass consciousness was spinning and trying to recall just what the hell had captivated her gaze in the past. Oh, right. This miserable nation was once in the depths of a most hellish civil unrest. People were dying, the chains of order in the country had been destroyed and no one knew what the hell to do!
Luckily, good ol' Shadow Fall knew what to do. They lead these slaves, brought the sheep to the light and managed to extract the chaos to have some fun for later plans. As, more than anything else, the same ol' routine of bullshit chaos, madness and destruction had captivated The Queen. They were all for beautiful plans for later and to serve as a token of appreciation towards the Monsuta in the past. As, at one point, these lovely pair of factions could be considered allies. So, ol' Manic Mana played a good sport and threw the country to them to keep these sweet 'lil boys attached to her hip.
But, like all good times, that whole thing went to shit.
So, here she stood now over the atmosphere of Brazil. Sitting on a random chunk of space rock, Queen Bitch had a bag of popcorn in one hand and crooked smile upon her face as she would pay witness to the bland destruction that was about to come. Things were about to get more bleak than even the darkest crack den in the shit show called modern Detroit. Oh? What? Did you expect the miserable excuse for defenses that the Monsuta had to stop Mana's desires? Keep dreamin'. They blew away and destroyed their own defenses worse than the credibility Donald Trump had when he started and ended his 2016 presidential campaign.
Hence, it wasn't any wonder that everything they loved and cherished got blown to smithereens; much like the health of Hillary Clinton after smashing her head on the pavement one too many times. They were brain dead, weak and defenseless and the country suffered for it. Tons of their bases were blown back into the Flintstones's stone age, hundreds of thousands of civilizations lost their lives and oodles of those useless cannon fodder of the Monsuta were slaughtered in the wake of Mana's space chunk disintegrating them into smithereens.
It was all sorta' like the economic collapse America suffered in 2008. Everyone's life was thrown to shit, there was a ton of property lost and everything was pretty much hell. But, instead of money, property and lives were shot to hell. However, sweet ol' Mana still had a smidgen of goodness within her bitter heart. While everything seemed to be bleak and barren, The Queen wasn't interested in destroying everything.
After all: if everything was thrown into nothingness, just where the fuck would chaos and order have a place to call home? It served no purpose to obliterate everything on this miserable planet. And, due to that logic, she was bound to her element and would ensure that these bastards would live to see another enslaved day. As, with a mere twirl of her hand, Shadow Fall agents were already making their ways into all the major cities and governments to assist the country, assume control and gain this nation under their control.
Since: what the fuck could the Monsuta do about it? They weren't in any state to control a major country like this. So, to pay for their fuck-ups and cutting ties with Shadow Fall, The Demon Queen was taking back what was rightfully hers after liberating this country from the brink of destruction back in 2414. Though, it was all dull and drab like watching some old bastard on public access television blab on about education. The reason being? The Monsuta just weren't entertaining and she knew they didn't pose much of a threat to her anymore.
Thus, The Demon Queen would get up from her fat, pale white ass up that was once seated firmly her cosmic junk seat of a throne chair, throw away the popcorn she was enjoying into the depths of space and give out a slight yawn. All of her plans were going as expected here and she really didn't expect much to stand in her way. She just made sure to extract the madness, chaos and death in the country before Shadow Fall arrived to advance her lovely plans. Then, when she was done with that, there really wasn't much to do but get the fuck out of here and make herself scarce. Well, at least this replica of The Queen.
But, even if it was a replica, there wasn't anyone who could even stop this clone. So who fucking cares? On to the next one!
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Subject Post 4 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Wed Sep 14, 2016 5:24 pm «A NOTICE FOR EVERYONE» Three days. Ya got three days to oppose this before Shadow Fall/Mana captures Brazil and assumes control. Shizuo Gremlin 2011-09-01 Joined : 2267 Posts : 13 Karma : 21 Age : Google Maps Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (59000/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 5 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Thu Sep 15, 2016 12:50 am VIDEO Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914
WARNING. MONSUTA ENERGY GRID IN EFFECT 100% OUTPUT ACHIEVED
Sirens would blare, civilians would flee as the satellites that seemed to moments before be ready to collapse had suddenly managed to shudder and vanish, immense levels of energy, of which the likes would cause the very sky itself to be shaken with it’s power would come bearing down on the immediate vicinity of good ol Mana-Mana Chan. Terror, Rage, Oppression and Ultimately Indifference. All these emotions would cause some citizens to froth and the mouth and began convulsing and even further the alien energy would climb, climb until eventually? The citizens wouldn’t feel it at all. None of it would be felt by any but Mana’s Stand-in. Such vile energy , Such repulsive energy had begun to rear it’s ugly head first starting with a slight rumbling in the ground as the entire nation seemed to begin to wake, a sleeping giant in it’s own right, the remnant system of a bygone tyrannical ruler, and that ruler’s own legacy. As Shadow Fall operatives around the nation seemed to begin to invade the nation, there would be a fun little Surprise waiting for them. Sure the Leader had killed off most of the creatures that had been created by tora however seeing the state of the monsuta Azuma had hid some of these creatures.
Now as in some? 30% Of The former forces that had been used for the nation's defenses had been hidden by the head of the elite division. Such a simple trick to do really with his leader so preoccupied with fighting and doing things such as invading the seireitei. It had been so easy to hide these forces deep underground in old parts of the monsuta base which even stefan probably had no clue about, given azuma himself? Being a part of the network had known every single inch nook and cranny of the thing, because of this he could easily have hidden away even half of tora’s force however, he had only 30% of the immense army that had originally been at the monsuta’s beck and call, hence now? The DEAD Drones or at least the remnants of them had came out like a plague to combat the forces of shadowfall that had begun trying to take over cities. Where they had come? Thousands of these creatures had been there to combat them, if not hundreds of thousands had begun to swarm the operatives causing it all to change quickly from a simple take-over to an all out bloodbath, the street’s would flow red, and eventually the sky would begin to buckle as A singular figure garbed in a cloud of energy so dense that it warped the light around it to a degree came forth from the midst of all this his golden eyes narrowing.
He did not see the dying citizens on the ground, since the smart ones had fled for cover a long time ago. He did not see the dead drones which reared their ugly destructive natures in the midst of battling the hordes of demons that continued to flow in to claim this land for their own. No he didn’t see a single bit of this, simply because to him, it was not relevant he had bigger fish to fry and that was why as azuma seemed to stand there in the midst of the air as eventually the lights in the cities would shut off, anything powered by energy would simply stop. Only back up generators would be the sources of light throughout cities and those would be few and sparse between. It was as if in this battle the entirety of brazil had went dark, now the question was
Well the grid, the satellites,
Was focused on a single point, a single person who wasn’t stupid enough to go in fists flying, no he had heard about what happened to individuals who tried
Lovely approach, it was widespread knowledge that very few tried to tango with the queen of demons herself, as generally people didn’t live long lives doing such a thing however.
Azuma knew that and didn’t care because the monsuta was
. He may not helm it but it was his home, his family, his purpose, his
one might say. So as a warning? Azuma had tilted his hand to the side and with the enormous augmentations in place from being on with the monsuta’s system? It would cause for the very sky itself to begin to compound like a lense, lightning up until it became a blinding flash as a pillar descended from what could have been the very heavens themselves, this beam of pure light would erode at shadow fall operatives, it would cause their flesh to melt from their bodies, their very bones would blacken and eventually turn to ash along with any buildings, civilians and whatnot that happened to be in the way of his example. All that would be left was a massive hole in the ground, one that was deep enough the bottom of it was obscured from sight, and wide enough that a portion of the city that had been targeted was now in ruin. Why did he do this rather than attack Mana? It was simple, if possible he would send her on her way, if not possible? He would force her to move on her way
Hence with the energy flowing through his veins he would have let his hands relax in the pockets of his jeans before he took a step forward, each of his steps would cause the ground beneath to sink even from their height in the sky, a simple testament to just how much energy seemed to be compounded in this single being, one who seemed to be studying this individual as if he wanted nothing more than to destroy and rip her limb from limb, but for his nation, no for his organization it was imperative that some modicum of respect was maintained for one who had one point been an ally for them. So as Azuma let his voice come out calm, even and clear he decided that right now it would do him no good to butter up and make this demon feel good instead? He had let his own power flare several spears of light descending from the sky with his range being enhanced greatly since it was dependant on the amount of energy he had at his disposal. With satellite positioning and as much energy as he had now? It was easy for him to spear several more minor cities for good measure to show that he was serious, holes being left in the center of each then Azuma spoke.
”..What am i supposed to consider this to be Mana Asthavon? Is this a Declaration?”
He didn’t need to be formal here, he merely needed answers and if she didn’t start talking verbally? They would begin speaking physically. As of now he had taken precautions a dense shell of friction binding the air in a hard layer around his body, on top of numerous metaphysical defenses all of them formed as he manipulated both light and friction to his disposal. However the fact was as of now? He did not need war, he needed to rebuild, if she was going to hinder him he was going to show her how wrong she was. Sure the monsuta could be considered weak, but there was plenty of nasty surprises that had been hidden. The grid for starters? Azuma had kept it from being destroyed and even kept tabs on it thanks to his connection with it. Yet there would be even more lovely things to come if she chose to continue this, he would fight her not because he hated her, but because he was duty bound to do so. That was his purpose after all.
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Subject Post 6 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Thu Sep 15, 2016 1:40 pm [PLAY THE POSTING MUSIC] VIDEO Artist: LENK64 - Song: Pedantic Chaos Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm? Opposition? The fuck?
Huh, that was the first time in awhile Mana actually felt anything like that. Up until now, things had actually gone swimmingly. For the most part, everything was just falling into place today. Everyone on the moon was acting as they should be and generating more chaos for her; while the world was going to absolute shit and pissing themselves in absolute fear. However, from the least likely source, there was a bit of a problem and she was surprised to see the Monsuta attempt to put up a fight and put a halt to one of her many plans on this day.
Really -- it caused Mana to begin chortling with laughter.
It was that fucking unexpected to see. To watch her forces get ceased in their tracks, to see someone having the balls to stand up to her and watching everything go to shit was pretty surreal. While apart of her many selves, ego's and spirits were irritated and upset that their intentions were being ceased; the greater part of The Demon Queen's core essence and persona was more eager to have a warm-up than anything else. So she was offended, pleased and ready to go all at the same time. Twas time to show off, right?
Therefore, try as he may, the male's daunting show of strength with his externally acquired power didn't frighten Mana one bit. No. Instead: she was impressed with it and was ready to play a good sport and fight the bloody bastard. Even if she wasn't able to conquer this land, she'd be damned if she wouldn't get something fun out of this whole ordeal. Ergo, there was no need for frickin' words as both of them understood just what the hell they were here to do: beat the living shit out of one another. That's what they were here to do!
Thus, Mana wouldn't waste anymo' time gettin' to business with this joker. The minute he entered the atmosphere above Brazil, dozens of tendrils with emerald hues to them exited out of The Queen's lovely dress and started spiraling towards the male. While it was quite apparent that he had two layers of defense going on, the Queen had a hell-of-a-lot of offensive layers as well. Infused within these tendrils was a demonic energy which was filled her chaotic energies, death energy and that good ol' natural demon energy. Together with these three sources of power, Ol' Queenie cooked up something good with her magical shenanigans.
Just what exactly was our Chief Cook bakin' in the whoop-ass kitchen? Well, folks, she was cookin' up an attack capable of penetrating through his good ol' friction defenses. While all this held up in the court of traditional science, it really didn't mean jackshit when dealing with someone who could bend the laws of physic, logic and existence. The Realm of The PH verse was one filled with incontinence, illogical loopholes and metaphysical based combat. So, it stood to reason that the tendrils could more than likely melt through some of his defenses.
There were about two dozen tendrils on the field, and Mana estimated that roughly 30-50% of them would probably get skewed or blown away in the process of trying to cut this guy open. However, with how reinforced they were by her demonic magic, and given how potent her energy was with this talent, it stood to reason that at least one good shot should send this male hurdling back to the earth and nulling some of his friction based manipulation to make the fall impact a bit of pain n' injury in him. Since it was the beginning of the fight, she wasn't expecting him to be jacked up from the floor up. Although, he'd more than likely feel roughly three to five percent of his energy leave him from that love tap; while his body could suffer cuts, scrapes, bruises and probably a few burns from being dropped at those speeds.
Oh, right. Did we forget to mention these were all done at mach five speeds? Must've slipped Mana's mind. She was so drunk off her own power that it was slipping, slipping away from her~! At any rate, Ol' Queenie would cackle, clap her hands and begin to summon more of her fiendish power to her side to further her own defenses and offenses. It was time to begin the Grievous Cycle and she was slowly undoing her manic seal to begin tapping into her potential. First phase? Phase Five! This was considered her true base form and should prove sufficient enough to deal with this threat.
Thus, as she began cackling with wield frenzy, the screams of anguish from many hundreds of thousands of spirits that lived within the embodiments of Mana started to moan out in pain as she started to awaken her strength. When that horrific little display of demonic power started to leak out of The Queen's body, thousands of faces of long deceased humans, demon's, shinigami, sugiura, Iramasha and hollow alike started to appear all around the gem green glow flaring like a star throughout Mana's body. These screeches of woe could be heard throughout the nation of Brazil, while the thick heaviness of her energy felt as if someone was choking the entire life out of the cities below where they were fighting.
Eventually, The Queen held both of her arms out and cackled with great delight as hurricanes started to form around the country. They would tear apart anything they could get their hands on. Blowing away soldiers from both factions, using their winds to cut through defenses and the rains would bring an acidic rain filled with DE Force from the collective forces of those killed from the Moon Massacre. It would all serve to decay and rot out the defensive measures which were being used by the Monsuta.
Yet, this was only the beginning. The Queen had more than enough excess power to waste and Azuma was in for one hell of a ride if he intended to keep this one cowboy show up. So, Ol' Mana couldn't help but speak.
"͋W͘e͊l̊l̏ ̉n̛òw͝,̈ ̑l̕e̐t͋'̈s͆ ̂g̈́e͝t͝ ͒s̚t̆ãr͋t͋ȇd͋ ͂w̌ȋt͗h̿ ̆t͠ḣḯs̑ ̉w͐a̓r̚,͝ ̇s̕h̕a̚ľl͑ ̓w͆e͂?͠ ̆Y͌o̊ū'̉v̒e͑ ͠ğo͝ẗ́ ̂t͗h̋i̕s̐ ̈́g̋i͑r͋l͝ ̅f́r̛ís͊k͠y͒ ̏n̽'͘ ̍r̐e͠a̋d͠y̾ ̋g̿ō,̚ ͝b͐äb̉ĕ.́ ͋Ṡo͑ ̋d̈o͆n̿'̏t͊ ͐p̐ũl̃l̊ ͊o͆u̒t̍ ̀ǹŏw̛.̒"̚ ̌
She uttered those words in the tones of thousands of different voices. It all became distorted, echoed and turned into a raspy form of speaking as it was quite perplexing to discern just which Mana was speaking at this point. Her Army Of The Damned was seeping out of her, while the mania within herself was unhinged and ready to throw itself at whatever poor son of a bitch stood in her way. So, it was up to Azuma to play ball and decide just how he should greet this sassy lady~!
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Subject Post 7 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Thu Sep 15, 2016 2:45 pm VIDEO Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914
There wasn’t a need to convey words it seemed, given her next actions had a fairly explicit message in them. One that made the male just as he entered kick his game up a notch. Tendrils the color of gemstones erupted from the origin of madness and lunacy, mana mana that is. Azuma was ready to combat tame, and otherwise repel them, given just like the origin and power of these tendrils his own abilities weren’t conventionally bound in some senses. Hence as they rushed in towards the Dark’s body it would begin to heat up in here, the air which had been the muggy temperature of the tropics turned downright scorching in the onslaught of energy that seemed to
from azuma’s being. As the tendrils came in at mach speeds first they would begin to slow in that split second, until with a tremor that would shatter glass and crumble buildings below they would collide with azuma’s outermost defense, solidified air with a touch of some good ol reishi for good measure, this fortified defense seemed to slacken then rebound on the point of impact, several layers of friction interweaving with one another to cause the first wave of tendrils to literally with a sound that one might hear from the dogs of hell themselves , to simply explode, immense amounts of demonic energy would disperse before azuma’s lips curled into a wolfish grin of his own. Now what would happen with all this lovely free floating energy, the reishi in the air?
Well as more tendrils descended upon the vizard he’d snap the friction permeating the air and causing the metaphysical energy to ignite, tendrils being bathed in spiritually fed flames before the vizard himself through manipulating light sent off a volley of spears, these light based spears even due to the immense metaphysical properties of the tendrils with azuma’s own current state and his ability to merge with his more primal half, his hollow that is, well would be able to do something fun with those spears. Binding what would be equivalent of a gran-rey cero at half power to each upon impact with the tendrils of magic the very air would become charged and stained red, then? Each would be lit up with their own city-block sized blast of violent energy, energy that would cause azuma’s hair to whip around in a frenzy his own figure sillouetted from the monstrous blast from these absolutely titanic forces that had been clashing in the midst of combat azuma’s head only moving slightly as a tendril got through, smashing into his body with the force of a freight train. Azuma’s body jetting downward to crash into pavement with enough force that it would leave the ground rumbling and fissures would spiderweb out from the point of impact. It was like being slap-boxed by a silverback gorilla, that is to say it really was jarring to him and he’d get up the superficial wounds on his body burning shut from his friction. . Then Azuma’s golden gaze seemed to flicker in disdain, the wind had begun to shift and forces of nature hadn’t been exempt from this unhinged queen’s will and it as the male had felt it, his own inner hollow stirring and slightly influencing the savage growl of a response that left azuma’s lips as he yowled in reply.
”You sadistic Bat. i’m going to show you not all of us are afraid to tango!
Then the power that would come from energy on par with
would boil over to the surface as each of the immense twisters would be met stopped and ground, friction would combat the winds and cause the entirety of these cyclones to slow, the two forces battling one another, vying for dominance, harder and harder they would push as at this point the vizards face was practically bisected by a feral snarl of a grin, canines visible and eyes glinting, forces would continue to rise until eventually? Those walls of wind and power would literally combust, setting ablaze before finally it seemed like these massive walls of spiraling air had died down leaving in their wake huge charred spans of both rural land and developed urbanized city-scape. The hollowed shells of buildings stood on their last legs, anything flammable burnt to cinders in mere moments from the spontaneous combustion before finally the first little “prelude” to their inevitable clash seemed to be coming to a close. However then the queen had another little trick that he had to address.
Death energy, something in of it’s own right that Azuma would have preferred if at all possible not to have to deal with, however he still let out a grunt as deep in his mind? The calculations algorithms and data-codes all blared and shuddered through the half-decayed shell that was the components that azuma had managed to keep from stefan all this time, these defenses had been comprised almost entirely of death-matter, and what would azuma do with this death-matter? Well that would be quite simple, directing it inwards he would completely seal off anything of use to him, everything of absolute want being already deep underground under miles of barriers and locks, hence why as Azuma seemed to move forward his own body was already vanishing with a blast of hot air that rushed around him as he seemed to slam into multiple points surrounding the queen, each step would leave a small ball of light that would quickly grow in both size and intensity, illuminating the battlefield with the brilliance of a dying star, enough to blind mortal men, and leave their eyes absolutely burnt out thanks to his hollows innate ability to manipulate light.
Then? That light would segment, branch and form into thousands of spears that would converge in a lone location, and that location was? The queen of demons, the sky would be lit up heating bit by bit by the light that seemed to collide against the second part of this two pronged attack, particles rubbing against a friction barrier that would ultimately continue to escalate in heat until it reached a point that the ground beneath the point of impact was practically magmatic. Frothing red boiling against tarmac and the twisted shells of buildings had ultimately begun to sag and turn to liquid. Azuma had eventually begun to set up for the recoil and shit-storm he ultimately knew was going to follow. He had absolutely no concept that this would be enough to put the batty demon down. One, two, then tens, then thirty, all these layers of friction, metaphysical defense, augmentations , energy and even light itself seemed to compound around the males body, until he himself gave off enough heat that the very ozone around him began to burn ever so slightly.
Yet even in this battle he had his own duty, more then enjoying himself, he would protect and this batty queen would be an example he’d send to the rest of the world. That they where still here, that they would not back down, and if provoked? They would strike, hence his next words would ring out clearly.
”.Cmon you queen of demons let’s get this party started.” THEFROST Head Admin 2010-06-03 Joined : 16579 Posts : 205 Karma : 25 Age : Purgatory Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (99999/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 8 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Fri Sep 16, 2016 11:41 am
[adm]Based on the fact that there is a lot of external power being pumped into Azuma, I am leaving an admin note that I'm allowing Shizuo to play him as a 0-3++ during this thread. @ taking into account the Monsuta's defenses. After this thread is over, he will go back to 0-5. [/adm]
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Subject Post 9 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Fri Sep 16, 2016 12:51 pm [PLAY THE POSTING MUSIC] VIDEO Artist: LENK64 - Song: Pedantic Chaos
Struggle, strife and confrontation; these were the guys of a good battle, brawl and indigents needed to make a most frightful spell of destruction and chaos brew within the world. Even as fire and storm collided into one, the tug and pull between two opposing forces was already taking place in the hurricane that rocked the whole of Brazil. In fact, with the assistance of the Monsuta's defenses, some portions of Brazil ceased to be under the effect of this hellish hurricane. Yet, in others, it was totally being decimated by these acidic rains, frenzy winds and dangerously hot temperatures.
And if you think Mana's chaotic effects were going to stop there? Ha! You were sadly mistaken. As it only took a matter of time before earthquakes started collapsing underground cities, ripping holes throughout the terrain of Brazil and consuming entire chunks of the nation into it's dark depths. At least, if nothing was done about it and it was allowed to fully go unchecked. This was the Head Bitch of Chaos you were dealing with: so all the elements of nature that are associated with discord were at her powers full disposal to invoke within the world at any time.
It's the reason why she wasn't much taken back by the stench of death matter. Yes, that stench of that power smelled like absolute rancid dog shit. That aroma of waste brought her back to the battle waged against Wolf Lionus when he so haphazardly waltzed into her lovely London estate. Although Mana loved the convoluted nature of the universe, Death Matter was nothing more than an inferior knock off of Death Energy to her and the people who boost themselves on that power are putrid and vile in her eyes.
So based upon that line of logic, Mana already assumed what the male was going to do next: spam her to hell and back with death matter in the hopes of overpowering her or weakening her. Hence, as soon as the wildly son of bitch vanished from sight, the body of our Queen was already on guard and ready to react without a moments notice. With lights glowing brighter than gleam of The Asthavon's future, the rainstorm of blast which emerged around The Empress made relying on the sense of sight a liability. Though Mama Mana always had a trick or two up her sleeve!
Since Queeny was a pro at sub-atomic manipulation of her body, it didn't take our lovely demoness long to begin altering the particles which compromised her body. A layer of zinc oxide began to form around Mana's eyes and it gave the impression that nothing but absolute darkness was behind her stare. And, while her mortality and heart were as black as a crack dealer's conscious intentions, this wasn't just too be edgy or look bizarre. Zinc oxide was a known material used by astronauts to prevent ultraviolet light rays from frying the piss out of their eyes. So, in this case, Mana added a bit of her magical voodoo into it to make a supernatural mixture of it potent enough to block out and consume the rays of light trying to rape her sight.
Next, with her vision working as it should be, our black eyed Queen was ready to engage in a bit of counter measures against the male. As soon as the bloody storm of spears started to rain down upon The Royal Demon, Ol' Mana wasn't shy about sending an impulse of her energy spread throughout a one hundred meter radius. When the particles of her energy were scattered far enough, they would be used as a medium to inject her madness causality in the world around her.
Since Mana's chaotic prowess was capable of altering the cause and effect of objects and events within the given area where this ability had been activated, a majority of the spears were seen veering off course and scattering throughout South America to target other territories. Chile, Suriname and Venezuela would see the most beautiful of stars rain down upon them before various centers of population were attacked and struck with Azuma's wonderful spears of might. They would serve to destroy buildings, injure the masses and induce more death into the world as a result of his actions.
Of course, this ability wasn't always perfect. Chaos had a way of fucking up ones plans with how illogical and screwy it could be. As, apparently, the ability had torn through time and space in order to have one of the spears impale Mana in the stomach. In response to this sudden event, The Queen could only laugh before a dazzling eruption of gold light filled the heavens. It caused the ground beneath to tremble in fear, while the heat of the explosion could be felt for many miles on end. When it all cleared, The Queen was seen with a hole in her stomach, burns throughout her clothing, some juicy emerald blood dripping from her body and the most pleased of looks upon her face.
"S'ugah, this tango across discord and oblivion has already started! ̴̿H̵̽A̴͆H̸͊Ǎ̶H̸̉Ȃ̸H̵̕A̶͆!̴̀ It's just the fact -- I'm gettin' rusty, babe~! Th̓ḯs͘ ͘i̚ś ̾ẘh̕a̎t͒ ̓h̋a͠ṕp̈́e̕n͗s͝ ̏w͐h́ën̅ ̔ẙa̍ ̊g͂e͝t͗ ̉l̎a̍z̽y̛~͆! Ohhhhhh, but this burnin' sensation feels so wonderful! It's like injectin' a needle filled with heroin into every vein in ya body and climaxin' in an orgasmic release of ecstasy from pain~! Ć'͑M̓ȎÑ ̚T̆O̚O̊T͑S̽,̊ ̄M͗A̎M͌À ͑M̎ẢN̏Á ̅N̈ÉË́D̄ ̃M̔O̍R̈́E͘ ͐ȦN͗D̕ ̓S̅H̓E͝ ̌N͌E̕ȆD́S̀ ͐T͝O͐ ̾ŚH̓ĂR͝Ē ̀T̐H͆ĪS͗ ̇H͘I͛G͂H̄!̆"̂ ͛ ̀
While speaking this line of masochistic and sadistic drivel, the voices which were projected from Mana's mouth held the tones of children and high-pitched females and males all speaking at once. It was as if an entire city of people were screaming in content at Azuma and the spirits trapped within The Queen all started to groan with pleasure, pain and fear as the insides of her body started to become inflamed with a great fire of desire. As her face turned a vibrant shade of green and the rows of teeth seen in The Queen's mouth quickly became jagged and sharp as a dragonfish's.
"̜͗M̗̀A̬͌K͚͘E͍̒ ͇̈́M͈̾Å͕M̱̾A̩͌ ̱̆M̝͘Ơ̡I̯̅S̝̆T̛̩!̮̑"̙̾ ̮͊
Two tongues then extended out of the mouth of The Queen as she let out a wild chortle which was soon followed up by a burst of emerald energy that exploded over a mile radius above Azuma. Just why the hell did Mana shoot the sky? Easy: to inject the world with her disruption control! Mana intended to cause instability issues with Azuma's inner hollow. This could result in him having complications with summoning his powers and abilities without it causing excess energy to leave him, inducing higher levels of fatigue on him and injecting ungodly amounts of pain within his mind, soul and body.
All the while, his body could begin to destabilize further as these particles of her energies stormed down the lands. It could begin to liquidity his bones, weaken his joints and cause him to vomit out organs or have blood drip from every pore of skin throughout his body until he felt faint and fuzzy. Senses would be thrown into disarray, sight might fade in and out and the sense of balance may all but feel like a drunken, wobbly dream. Even the particles of his metaphysical defense may begin to fail him and drizzle into nothingness as the bounds which kept them active could be disintegrated and reduced to null.
And, at the same time, ol' Mana would whip her Dead Master scythe, rub the tip of it's blade against her crotch and extract the rich juices flowing from her nether regions. After taking a lick from the top of it's blade, ol' Mana would let a rip like a baseball player and send emerald flaring slashes of death energy from the blade at Azuma. There would be ten strikes made and all of them were about as large as a city block or so. These were infused with the corrosive elements of Death Energy and intended to vaporize and melt through his otherworldly defenses. Then, when they hit, Queenie wanted the mach five speeds at which they were launched at to rip him apart and further lower his durability. While, the eruptions itself would generate enough heat to melt through his body and put him in more than a little bit of a bind. As the abstract effect of her Death Energy could possibly even blur into his mind and begin to lower his willpower down by one level for a duration of five post or so.
Granted, only time could tell how effective this assault would begin. For now, Mana would let out a series of cackles and laughs into the air as she was more than enthralled in the midst of battle and trying to find her footing once more.
"Come on, boys~! As much as I love fingering myself with pleasure, you can't keep a girl waitin' forever~! Come a little closer~! " Shizuo Gremlin 2011-09-01 Joined : 2267 Posts : 13 Karma : 21 Age : Google Maps Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (59000/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 10 Subject: Re: Operation Blow The Fucker UP! [Monsuta - Brazil] Sat Sep 17, 2016 12:42 am VIDEO Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914
Azuma’s blurring form seemed to keep track of the flying spears, as they had been deflected, redirected and most of them seemed to move through the heavens themselves to descend into other countries, exploding with huge blasts that would take out cities. Yet the male seemed to be waiting for the backlash that he knew was going to follow, everything had gone to shit as the spears descended like biblical wrath from the sky into neighboring nations. Only destruction and carnage on such a scale that it rarely was seen would follow that, Azuma’s gaze lingering on the center still, hoping waiting to see if one of his blasts would hit their mark. Hoping one of his spears would hit that batty woman and cause some damage, a prayer that was answered as the sky lit up golden, heat flaring in every direction. That blast caused the male to pause his pin-prick pupils peering into the devastation before finally it seemed to clear as a blast of emerald showed the queen. However that wasn’t the amusing part that got the male going.
No it was that she was
The male's lips parted, demented, unfiltered laughter booming with such volume that while mana’s unhinged laugh spoke to the soul’s of the damned, his spoke about the heart of a wild beast. The madness hit him and the pain that flickered in his mind had been like knives being shoved into every inch of his body. Such unyielding all encompassing pain that a lesser man might cry out, buckle and screech in pain. However it only served to arouse the adrenaline and feral response within Azuma, his iron will having been forged through the hellish stuff of nightmares, and he could feel it the discord trying to be sewn between him and hollow, something that would absolutely cause most to go end over end against each other , however the only response that mana would get from testing the waters of mutual trust between him and his hollow? Well it would be quite simple, the color of Azuma’s skin would turn bone white, his energy would seem to spike further and then his laughter ultimately would change.
It wasn’t as if her abilities had absolutely no effect, they had managed to enrage the beast within, a process that would cause a tad more of the animalistic nature of the hollow to seep into the practical and nearly sociopathic thought-train of azuma himself, something that let the multi-toned laughter which had begun to sound more like nails on a chalkboard, different tones, different roaring laughs blending into one as this dance was entering the second song so to speak, the waves of disintegration buffering him on many levels, something that would test his boundaries and his barriers, however at that time? The male seemed to have only one gear and response, grin and
His roar would become so deafening that buildings /would/
under the duress under the guillotine that was Mana Asthavon, He had bore his neck but now? It was more then that as lightning fast calculations and different variations blasted through his mind he would lock on the disintegrating properties and he would
The properties of metaphysical combustion or the ability to apply friction to metaphysical energy being a very real concept he was able to do.
Hence thanks to his calculations he would take the same concept and use it differently, instead of combusting the energy it would become locked together, now what would this do? Well it would cause the onslaught of energy to
stopping it in it’s tracks before it could hit azuma the radius of his barrier having been increased and yet even with the theoretical application of his metaphysical combustion ability there was still flaws in it’s design. Such as of course the disintegrating properties still ate at the very outsides of his defenses, at a rate that while he could keep it at bay it certainly was something that if he didn’t stop it well it would continue to eat away at his defenses until he had nothing left. Next however mana seemed to have some more fun in store for him, howling and using that god awful accent of hers for yet
slightly crude command/suggestion/plea?
One that had the Dark raising his hand force before his golden eyes seemed to lock on good ol Mana Mana’s, not because he found the queen to be anything less of completely crazy, but because he even in the midst of such a gruesome fight could find something fun about everything His energy levels beginning to seemingly spike even more than they had previously the guttural voice leaving his mouth as he had said in a simple tone.
”You want to be moist? You want me to come closer you sadistic bat?- Just stay where you are,and feast your eyes, i will give you an eyegasm you will never forget. Now then. Ignition Snap: May the world burn”
The floodgates of energy would rapidly begin to increase while the male had released into his shikai state Then? He would have let his Body not move quite yet, Mana had released 12 towering blasts of city block size and the male had to counter them. In his enhanced state plus bankai? Well he’d take a single step forward his hand jerking down undeniably slow heat building and building until it would meet those blasts head on as a single hypersonic blade of flames would blast from the male's hand the friction that had held it in place vanishing then the blade flew forth at the city sized blasts, light compounding upon it the blade speeding up continuously until finally it slammed into the green blasts, the two forces stopped skittering along one another until finally maybe 6 of the 10 blasts and his single blade had canceled each other in a blast that could probably be heard across the hemisphere, However the other four had slowed down but more importantly? They had been forced into a line and Azuma would vanish, re-appearing to the side of them his fist zooming around with a resounding crack Until upon the moment his hand made contact his contact friction would bind the blasts together, causing them to launch off to the side to Slam into the ground in a random city. The blast coming undone with a monstrous pillar of emerald green light, erasing that small City off the face of the earth before the male merely appeared in the midst of the sky above mana.
He hadn’t come out unscathed from the interaction with death energy, despite his Zanpakutō being the gloves on his hands ,it had caused burns up the side of his fore-arm. Burns that would already be closing thanks to the
Fact that he could utilize his hollow’s skills. The natural skill of regeneration being one of them naturally, this ability would let him work on closing those wounds before he decided to show mana another trick. Blood would drip from his palm then the blaze of black would form around it, growing in size and power until it seemed to be the size of a house, the very air howling around it before finally tints of golden light began to encase the blast. A massive spear like zeus’s lightning bolt, one that azuma would grasp and then threw it directly towards mana, the force behind this spear being nothing short of absolutely monstrous, Enough that it’s detonation would be enough to cause earthquakes to be felt throughout south america.
Then around azuma light began to condense, forming a solid sheet in the sky as the sun blared above. Azuma then his body momentarily hidden in the release had fired them all, thousands of beams of light would blast downwards, concentrated blasts that would converge around the spear turning it into something akin to a meteor of raw power falling down towards mana from the skies above. While azuma once again began to work on his defenses, fortifying what was being erroded by the immense disruptive force around him, while on another level he was also keeping the urge to go insane and slaughter, the urge to regress into a more primitive being at bay by pure willpower alone his motor functions thankfully in tact, while in repercussion a small trail of blood would run down the right side of his mouth. He would not fall here, hence he’d reply to her need for him to get closer with a simply growling remark.
”..Maybe if you decide to leave Brazil alone i may decide to get alittle closer to you Mana-chan Till then, i’ll have to keep my distance. ”
He said spitting blood to the side, feeling how his body was while mostly shielded from the adverse effects still being marginally affected. Hence he was getting ready to see just how much farther he would need to go.
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