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Subject Post 1PostSubject: The Iron Battle   Sun Jan 01, 2017 9:50 pm

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Out of the many soldiers that gathered for this fight that was about to commence between Hayden the super cool guy, and some Quincy Person, there was one that really stood out. Far from a Vastimian combat uniform, this one person was wearing a maid's outfit, and have a fluffy pair of ears, and a tail that, even from a distance, looked like the fluffiest thing in all existance. Thw swishing metronome invited people to come cuddle it, as if all their worries and their woes would be expunged by a snuggle with the great, fluffy tail of The Wolf.

Unfortunately it was attached to a girl who really earned her name of 'The Mad Wolf' and her reaction to cuddling said tail would be unpredictable at best, and downright fatal at worst. But that was just the risk people took to cuddle the cuddly tail of cuddles. She was also decidedly different in her goals, having set up a small stand that was serving food and drink, and acting as a bookie for bets on the fight. A board in front of the stand had the odds for each contestant. One one side, at 420-69 odds, was 'King Zap' and on the other, at 867-5309 odds, was 'Quincy Dude'.

It was quite clear that it was a sarcastic piece as the odds were entirely unbalanced and made it clear that the one who had written it didn't even understand what odds actually meant, and just put down something random for each one. Although, people in 'The Know' would certainly see that while the numbers had nothing to do with odds, they had their own meanings. And so, in preparation for the fight, the wolf girl shouted out her wares.
"Place bets and fill your stomach, at the Wolf Stand!"

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: The Iron Battle   Tue Jan 03, 2017 6:24 pm


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This was a long time coming.

Ever since the greece tournament Hayden had been left with a hunger to finish what was unfinished between him and a certain quincy. Afterall it was the very reason Ghislain had come to Vastime looking to fight with Hayden, also the reason Hayden had accepted the quincy into his ranks for the Vanguard. Some, a very small number, may think that the Vanguard was resting on their laurels. Complacent. But that was not the case rather they were building their numbers and alliances, attacking shadow fall without the intent to completely dismantle their hold on earth would be foolhardy. They simply needed the numbers of both the gotei, vizard corps, and iramasha among others if they planned to bring that org to it’s knees and wipe their stain from earth.

This was an ideal Ghislain understood one which made Hayden inclined to hear him out upon his request to join the Vanguard. He had the potential to be a Warden but only if that potential was refined into something that he could proudly claim was Vanguardian in nature. Each strike and scar that would be made today would be used to build the throne upon which Ghislain might one day sit, provided the man didn’t get himself killed. It was evident he had improved since they last fought so had Hayden, when they last fought he was but a baby in properly using his strength. Now they had become full grown dogs of war with the intention of ripping each other apart.

Thus when Ghislain entered the gladiator like arena which total size span's that of an entire city, using the latest Vastimian technology to contain the earth shaking powers they were going to unleash. The entire event was being televised across the world, to act as a morale boost for the soldiers along with display the new found bond between Quincies and the other organizations. It would be a grand day indeed provided neither died. Hayden fully intended to not hold back, this was going to be a true test of skill for the men.

In the blink of an eye things would start off. On the other side of the arena Hayden would have entered in nothing more than that of his combat uniform. His Zanpakutō tied to his side via a red sash which looked like it was going to cast away with soon. The man could barely contain himself as his eyes went to the Quincy, in an instant the full murderous baring down fully on Ghislain. There was no hiding of the spiritual pressure or masking of the pressure which was the full might of Hayden. The continental level of destruction all wrapped up in the man was using his energy was as a gateway to project it forth into the world.

The viewers in the stands and TVs upon a close up of the hazel eyes of Hayden would see- no feel the ominous energy beginning to leak from his body. It was ass if he was daring Ghislain to hold back today, to dare him to let him win like he did during the Greece championship. It was finally showcased by his hand grasping the hilt of his Zanpakutō, a feat which he had done during greece, before drawing the long sword. The edge of the blade was glowing white hot as it vibrated with intense heat, blinding to some viewers and for Ghislain if he didn’t figure out a way to circumvent the blinding light emitting from it he would definitely find it hard to predict the blade strikes. Thus, the ante was already increased for the match before any words where said.

“Alright Ghislain, here I come.”


With those simple strong words, the spot of which Hayden was standing was nothing but a small crater as he came at him with full force. The speed and force in which he used his shunpo was enough to craterize the area around his foot from the simple push off. This was the power in which Hayden had amassed since their last fight, the mastery over this body which allowed him to fight at peak performance. It was going to be a god damn shit show.

As for what Hayden was doing with his strike the man would arrive in front of Ghislain, his body twisting to add more force as his blade was raised above his head. In a single fluid motion his body with uncoil as if released the pent of energy within his body to send a rotating vertical strike at the Quincy. A few things would happen due to this each one taking place simultaneously. The blade itself was crackling with a bit of energy which seemed to be like that of lightning from the raw elemental power, if the blade made contact with any portion of flesh he would find his battle struck with immediate numbness in that area as if it had gone dead.

Meanwhile the force of which the strike was generating was enough to vaporize the particles in the air from both the heat of the blade, which was plasma at this point, and the force thus was being focused into the tip of the strike. Unlike some people who sung their swords with their raw power, the whole point of twisting Hayden body was to maximize the energy of strike into a specific point which was precisely where Ghislain was standing. The cacophonous sound of the pure kinetic force slamming into whatever defenses he may have erected or himself would be enough to vibrate the arena. This was the focused destructive power of Desmond Hayden, someone who had not drawn their blade with this much deadly intent in months.

However, despite focusing the attack a black line would erupt from the ground going a mile back- acting as a sort of after effect from the raw physical force he had placed in his strike. Should he not even make direct contact with Ghislain he would find that there was still the chance for cuts or bruises to erect on his body. With all this force being thrown around how was the arena handling it?

Just fine it seemed, while the inside was being warped and destroyed to an ungodly portion but this singular deadly attack, it was able to maintain it’s shielding and keep everything within the orb. Even should the shock waves seek to go underground they would be stopped by be reinforced titanium shielding and energy system Vastime had deployed. With the magnitude of the fight happening, they planned to fully keep the shielding at a high level.

The final action which Ghislain might notice if he wasn’t too busy dodging the attack in which Hayden unleashed, he would see a black swirling mass gathering in the sky that was slowly being funneled around Hayden’s arm. It was the pure storm that was connected to his arm via death matter and his own reiatsu, while he may not have initially attacked with it, it seemed to becoming increasingly big. Despite whatever may happen from the initially attack Hayden would ready his Zanpakutō again assuming an offensive stance as his burning hazel eyes watched Ghislain.

“Don’t disappoint me, again.”





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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: The Iron Battle   Tue Jan 03, 2017 7:35 pm

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