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Subject Post 41Subject: Re: The Jamaican Acquisition Sat May 27, 2017 9:48 am
Song: Reign Of The Dark | Artist: Adrian von Zielger | Word Count: 300
His eyes turnt black as the night and his face looked more hollow-like Ritsuko could no longer tell if this was an ordinary shinigami or something much dangerous...but it had to be, she did hear the words bankai and his outfit changed along with it. What confused Ritsuko even more was that he fired a cero a move only hollows and arrancars are known for?
The yellow haired individual wasn't going to let the shinigami off without some sort of cheesy attack while her guard was down.
The skies above them changed from cloudy too clear allowing everyone to see the night sky above them, however something felt a bit off the stars themselves were moving from their usual spots.
This tremendous power between the two if them was unimaginable it even made Ritsuko have goosebumps around her body.
"Never have I seen a shinigami with the power too use not only cero but have a mask that resembles a hollow. Just what in the hell is he??"
As he immediately disappeared almost instantaneously in front of the shinigami firing off a cero from what appeared to be the chest area and two blades causing the white-haired shinigami too be injured near the shoulder and most of her clothing being destroyed while sustaining burns and scars from the initial attack.
However the white-haired shinigami wasn't taken down so easily although she sustained some injury she was still ready to fight. The skies were reverting back to their original state like another thunderstorm was going to occur only it wasn't; the skies sounded like a giant dragon was about to emerge roaring as it was ready to strike at it's opponent with immense force the shinigami summoned a giant lightning bolt surround both her and sting as this was so blinding that even Ritsuko had to cover her eyes.
Whatever was about to happen next, Ritsuko wouldn't be able too get away.
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Subject Post 42Subject: Re: The Jamaican Acquisition Tue May 30, 2017 9:40 am
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Stings eyes were black as the night itself. Steam ascending from his mask. Whenever Sting received the aid of his Inner Hollow, he became more of a primal being. He rarely spoke and acted more like a wild animal hunting its prey more than anything. What was frightening about him was that these primal instincts were combined with his inner hollows superior intellect, create a rather harmonious combination.
Suddenly, the very spiritual density within the immediate vicinity, shifted. From what Stings inner hollow could sense, the girls spiritual presence had ascended once again as she transcended into the final form of the Shinigami, the Shikokai. The very ground shook from the immense release of spiritual energy; “Considering the state of her body, she wont be able to maintain the release for long Sting.”
The wavelength of energy that had transcended from her release created a blinding burst, but Sting remained steadfast. His eyes focused on the girl as the very world around them erupted in agony. The city that the fight had begun in was almost obliterated. But at this point, Sting cared not for the city but for the head of his opponent. Stings Bankai functioned differently to other Bankai, the dragon and the blades that were absorbed into his body catalysed the release of his cataclysmic power.
Regularly, the user of a Bankai would be able to indefinitely maintain their Bankai until they succumb to the lack of spiritual energy. The majority of Bankai users at Stings level would be able to maintain their Bankai for hours. However, because of the sheer power that came from Stings Bankai, he could only maintain it for mere minutes. This was solely because a lot of energy and power instantaneously resonates from his Bankai, which makes the release more power than that of Stings predecessors. The instant his Bankai was to fully activate, the immediate vicinity would come to be completely obliterated.
The very essence of the girls Shikokai was rather interesting. Stings inner hollow couldn’t help but be engrossed by the fact that the air had shifted in the immediate vicinity. It didn’t add up for an individual who portrayed themselves to be a lightning user to have a different set of abilities in their final release; especially because the girl didn’t appear to be a dual zanpakuto user. This meant that her release powers would follow a similar nature.
Stings jet black eyes moved as the lightning began to converge on his location at a rather accelerated pace. Closing his left eye, he inhaled to get a better understanding of the nature of the electron manipulation utilised for the creation of the lightning in question. This was the doing of his inner hollow. With Sting utilising electric based powers for almost a thousand years, he knew the ins and outs of many if not all electrical based powers; however, he lacked the mental deduction to identify them. His inner hollow on the other hand, was more than capable of using Stings memories and experiences to gain a better understanding of what they were going against.
However, cold electricity or even lightning at that, wasn’t something that Sting had previously encountered. Yet he stood still as the inevitable attack neared…
Suddenly, the very heavens erupted as a huge stream of yellow energy began transcending from the surrounding planets down to the very earth. The spectacle would be visible for spectators that were hundreds of miles away from the location. It looked like something out of the book of horoscopes, a yellow stream connecting the moon and the surrounding planets, the energy that had been gathered from directly down into Stings body.
The once jet black eyes now flared with an orange hue as he remained motionless. His body absorbed the electrons from the newly sourced electricity to stimulate molecules and rapidly renew damaged cells. The feeling of fatigue that Sting once experienced began to slowly fade with the scar that had formed on his left shoulder. Stings body glowed with electricity, while the frequency that resonated from his electricity actively changed to prevent the girl from receive any form of control over his universal electricity. However, if they girl did attempt to gain control of the universal electricity, she would soon find the true extent of it’s rather detrimental power.
As the heavens erupted, the coast of Jamaica was singed out of existence. The high voltage of the electricity that was present in the environment from Stings Bankai, rapidly released heat into Stings immediate vicinity. Because of the abundance of plasma in the atmosphere, Sting rapidly stripped the electric current from the plasma of the immediate vicinity to create a huge electric barrier almost out of thin air. With a loud clash, the barrier received the initial impact of the approaching lightning, the heat and the cold began to neutralise each other as the very foundations of the continent shook from the devastating explosion. Sting remained still, constantly splitting electricity from the plasma in the vicinity to reinforce the barrier and suppress the attack.
Once the threat had passed, Stings body illuminated as he bolted from his location to the front of his opponent. By being surrounded by so much electricity, Sting rode the flow of electrons through the ash that had formed from the explosion. There was no doubt in Stings mind as to where Magnolia was located, considering she oozed spiritual energy. Upon appearing in front of his foe, Stings right hand would already be mid motion, heading toward the girls already wounded chest. But Stings fist didn’t travel in the same way as it did before. He simply aimed to release a few hundred thousand extremely weak yet fast jabs toward his opponent to test the extent of her defence.
As Sting appeared, electricity was stripped from the Plasma that surrounded the girl, spikes forming from the electricity at a rapid pace until every viable avenue of escape was covered in spikes; left, right, above and below. The final avenue was covered by Sting; in an instant, the spikes would begin to converge on the girls’ location while Stings fists shot out to connect as many of the punches that he could throw in a three second period. For an expert in Hakuda, Sting could throw hundreds of thousands of punches while sacrificing power by solely utilising his speed, a factor that was amplified by the release of his Bankai.
Each of the punches would simply connect with the base of the girls body, dealing next to no damage. Considering the speed factor, Sting was under the strong impression that he would be fast enough to connect at least a few thousand punches before the girl managed to actively react to the phenomenon that was Sting Chikara…
The upheaval between heaven and earth, the skies simply exploded, the water was jettisoned away from their locations. The sound was akin to the explosion of thousands of atomic bombs as the two monstrous powers collided. Magnolia’s golden eyes shifted and watched sting in the aftermath. The very skies above opened up as what looked like a primordial dragon descended upon their world. Yet even while this was going on, magnolia’s energy took another qualitiative change. It Compacted. The amount of energy remained the same yet it was confined to a smaller space,
Her energy seemed to converge inwards upon itself, purifying and refining the quality that it previously had. Aligning itself to the heavens and the earth, and from it reaching a higher state of purity. It’s essence was quenched as it further connected with the natural element of lightning in nature. This was the first nirvana, through it her energy had undergone 5% refinement, and her destructive and explosive energies had increased exponentially.
Cold was neutralized by heat, and the sea’s themselves below began to rise as if they were trying to breach the skies above. Electricity hardened upon magnolia’s body within seconds of their previous engage. This barrier was formed as electron after electron combined with one another, forming a solid barrier of attraction and repulsion.
Only then as within the ocean for several miles, the electrons had been ripped from the water destabilizing the hydrogen and oxygen structures that lay within, the result being the ocean becoming a seething mess while all that electricity cloaked magnolia with a raging veil of electricity while the force of stings attack quickly neutralized her own. Within her she could hear the voice of her zanpakuto as it asked her a question
”..Why is it that you push people this far?”
Her zanpakuto looked upon the apocalyptic scene before him from within the inner world, and exhaled. This was a mess. It was absurd to think that someone could push another person so far. Or rather, it was surprising to him that what had originally been a minor skirmish had blown up to epic proportions. He was worried for his host yet, the response he got was far from the one he expected.
”..Because this is life. It’s foolish to live it quietly.”
Magnolia’s mental response was full of spirit, a metaphorical chuckle resonating within her head. Soon though her eyes contracted as the startling sight of string appeared in front of her. From his previous location to his current one, the span of time was negligible to the point it bordered instantaneous movement. Magnolia’s first instinct as the punches pummeled her, causing her bones to ache was to quickly bring her own fist out at speeds that far outstripped her own travel ability. While the punches sting held weren’t aimed at anything, due to her iron palm, and demon shattering blows she warded off fifty percent of the blows that took place between them in the span of seconds. Although there was no power between their punches, being pummeled by a hundred punches didn’t feel good. It caused her skin to ache, the wounds she had already been given screaming slightly before she let her lips curve into a wicked little smirk.
Reishi quickly separated sting and her with a wall three inches thick as she manipulated all the electricity she had gathered from the ocean before. Even if her an stings energies operated on different frequencies, and he tried to bar her from utilizing electricity what he’d find would be far from that outcome. Within the domain of chilling electricity that had been manipulated before, the very air began to change once more. The aspect of lightning, heat was utilized this time. Soon as magnolia gave him a chuckle everything would be covered in spontaneous combustion. The very electrons within the air for several miles simply erupted with a violent flame in seconds. Reishi being filled within the flames themselves as they grew, hotter and hotter. Soon the heat caused the oceans below to boil, the ozone giving off a singed smell.
This flame was hot enough that if sting truly wished to stay in it, even with his level of defenses he’d begin to find himself slowly cooked. Further then that, as more electrons had been ripped from the very air around them. Helium particles would become ionized on a massive scale, these electrons trying to constantly syphon in more electricity from the atmosphere surrounding them. Combined with the extreme heat, the effects for sting at least would be very similar to being buffeted by solar rays, alpha and beta particles intermingling within the surface of the massive amount of energy.
As well soon a disruptive pulse which would remove certain aspects of the electricity that surrounded her. While she couldn’t manipulate stings energy to a large degree because she hasn’t touched upon the frequency that he was operating upon, she certainly in this case was capable of altering the way the lightning behaved a very small amount. In his manner she repulsed all the different spikes that surrounded her, causing them to explode and shatter before the flames that converged upon the surrounding seven miles focused inwards, suddenly scorching air as it focused in a matter of a split second into the area surrounding her and sting.
Needless to say, magnolia vanished suddenly using her lightning flash step before all those flames detonated. Magnolia’s barrier itself shook and was penetrated by a few of the spikes that formed, even if she had managed to alter some of them by removing some of the “aspects” of lightning, causing them to more or less self-destruct that didn’t mean she was capable of stopping all of them. So instead as she appeared in the skies, something fun would take place.
Soon she’d remove the concept of heat and a massive influx of energy would converge upon the mile surrounding sting. Ocean water as pulled into the generated point of attraction, so while sting was dealing with the flames, millions of gallons of water surrounded him before magnolia struck it with electricity, once again manipulating the very makeup of lightning so that the instant it passed through, the water itself had frozen solid. Creating a floating spherical mass, roughly a mile wide within the air. This was completely solid while the shinigami named magnolia stood there, blood leaking from her lips, while she began to draw in vast amounts of electricity once more.
Her body screamed in protest, and her mind seemed to shake but, she continued as the adrenaline pumped within her veins. Power began to amass on a scale that exceeded all the predecessors of this moment. It destabilized the earths magnetic fields in this location as magnolia applied a strong attractive force in a ten mile radius. It’d simply look like the sky was covered in electricity. Everything already had begun to be pulled within, in fact if one was to glance at this from the moon, or some other celestial body, it’d at this point look like a hundred mile radius was covered in nothing but light from the luminosity that was being generated from the energy that magnolia was putting out within this moment.
The very air around magnolia would become singed and erupt in flame from the heat of the lightning that focused around her. The shockwaves alone would cause the city and the island to become bashed once more. The byproduct of lightning, radiation smashing upon the island while magnolia’s eyes shifted to look at the ice-ball that hopefully encapsulated sting. Bruises already beginning to form from the barrage of punches she had endured from the male. Her entire body in pain, and yet in this moment the massive influx of energy around her raised itself by another level,
Soon this electricity would smash into the orb of ice that sting was most likely trapped within. The electricity altered so that the instant it came into contact with sting, all of it would rapidly destabilize, the strong attractive force drawing in anything within a ten mile radius to smash into the male. However more then that, the subsequent explosion would be nothing short of catacylsmic, the very air would be burnt to cinder, and the skies would be blinded within a hundred mile radius from the massive influx of energy that would batter stings body.
Deep breaths left magnolia’s mouth as magnolia gripped her zanpakuto, lightning arcing from the very bladed end of the halberd. The force of the attack already enough that it would have an extreme likelihood to leave sting with major injuries, if not take up a massive portion of his energy to combat.
However during the blast that took place, magnolia's body seemed to vanish. Her speed revolving to limit as she vanished off into the horizon, she had already sustained ample wounds, and she had been done with this fight. So by the time the blast cleared, magnolia would already be long gone.
[Leaving thread since i go on vacation in 3 days and i'll be gone for 2 weeks]
The hollow rose from his spot on the very fringes of the fight, stretching himself slowly, carefully. By now he'd managed to extrapolate and assess as much as he could about this topic at hand, confident in the knowledge that whatever was about to come, he would be able to make it out alive. Or perhaps he was simply counting on the assistance of these other heroic sorts, as he approached.
His eyes flickered all about him busily, watching each and every event as it unfurled; the oceans boiled and froze and exploded, the very isle of Jamaica began to dissolve around him, and as he lost solid ground to walk on Yaksha simply began to make footholds out of thin air, solidifying the reishi beneath him and continuing to approach. He slowed at times, sped up at others, seemingly at random, and yet somehow despite the incredible fallout of this fight he managed to avoid being slapped with a stray bolt of ricochet, or debris. He approached at the same steady, lazy pace, arriving just in time to watch Magnolia turn away, beginning to leave.
"Sting Chikara, wasn't it? You've given me some very valuable information today, and for that I thank you! I don't even see much point in trying to stop you anymore. Rule a pile of rubble if you wish, it changes little to me. But before I part...there is one thing I just have to know..."
Yaksha closed his eyes, slowly and carefully probing, feeling his way through his mind like one would push and probe at a loose tooth. He wiggled his mind back and forth, trying to find that one rotted nerve ending, the spot that ached most when pressed. He'd been twisting and warping space around him a lot today, and it was leaving him having a bit of trouble even thinking in linear terms. How far away -was- Sting, really? Could he reach his hand out and touch the man, if he really wanted? Was this ice even really there?
He closed his eyes, speaking through faintly clenched teeth, even laughing a bit. His scales had a faint sheen of sweat on them, and a thick, purplish-black corona of light could be seen spreading over the ice, much like a bruise, as he clacked his teeth together, chuckling in a high-pitched, very mad tone. It seemed that the already frayed mind had reached something very near to a snapping point, from all this tension going on around him.
"How well can a scorpion survive its own stinger?"
He began to push against the ice, focus pressing deeper and deeper into the ice, sensing through the thing towards the signature of spirit energy inside. He chuckled again, nearly gabbling as he did, opening a garganta easily the size of a freight train. Sometime during all of this his eyes had popped open, and one could see faint flickering lights in each; small pops of phosphorescence, as he seemed very much to be losing a fight in his head. He slid his claws along the ice, only barely being able to shave off tiny slivers that melted on their way to the ground.
"You shouldn't have tried to attack me, Sting. I was perfectly content to be an objective observer. But, at the very least, I feel obligated to give this back."
As he said this, the garganta finally flourished, billowing forth into a swirling, pitch black vortex of energy...with a faint red corona inside, approaching at great speeds. It would've taken Sting only moments to tell what he was looking at, either by sight or by sensing the familiar signature of reaitsu that only he could've created. The cero he had flung at Yaksha not that long ago was still safely stowed away, in a pocket dimension, force diminished no more by Yaksha's efforts than a sixteen-wheeler's would've been by a fly hitting its windshield. And now Sting was very very drained, and confined in a very tiny area, thanks to Magnolia.
Ever the consummate tactician, Yaksha had even quite thoughtfully and conveniently left an opening within his own garganta; in the event, however unlikely or absurd it was, that he could deflect the cero, and in the event that the ensuing forces -weren't- enough to free him from his icy prison? He'd find himself on his feet, right next to Yaksha and the others, with no more than a few steps.
After all, there was no good in making enemies this soon. It wouldn't be any effort at all to spin this as a very odd form of prison break, at this point.
Subject Post 45Subject: Re: The Jamaican Acquisition Sun Jun 04, 2017 8:25 pm
Song: Reign Of The Dark | Artist: Adrian von Zielger | Word Count: 500
Ritsuko watched as a hollow arose from the rubble stretching his body probably too avoid any further injuries he got from the carnage between Sting and the two impeding forces colliding with one another. She got a good surrounding of Jamacia; the once beautiful and soothing oceans were now either frozen into ice or boiled into nothing but air molecules. The man appeared too be staggering a bit but he still kept his smile upon further examination he appeared too be floating by manipulating the reishi in the air perhaps he absoreb some quincy too gain this ability? Whatever the case debris was flying over the direction the man was walking too but his body language said otherwise he just kept walking....and not flinching or giving a crap about anything just eliminate sting and find somewhere to rest was probably in his mind.
His body was developing scales almost reptilian-like a slight chuckle emerged from his voice like a needle making contact with the chalkboard causing a screeching noise similar to the one he was doing immediately and a purple corona had spreaded over the ice; she watched as he started too push against the ice, then a large began too form similar to that of a train. Ritsuko obviously wasn't going to fire for she might make a mistake and cause this whole thing too turn in Sting's favor so she continued to making sure he wasn't doing anything suspicious.
The individual waved his hands until once again the purple portal emerged this time with a faint red almost like a cero firing directly at Sting. Ritsuko wasn't sure whether or not sting would have enough time to react to the blast since he was preoccupied with magnolia; hopefully this attack from the hollow would finish off the menance once and for all.
If so ritsuko can finally can leave this mess behind and find some medical attention before her leg gets infected. If not then this is going to be the end of both her and the man the last two fighters on the battlefield brave enough to combat Sting
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Subject Post 46Subject: Re: The Jamaican Acquisition Mon Jun 05, 2017 6:20 pm
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Suddenly the cold escaped the area and was filled with heat. Almost as if the lightning had received its scorching properties once more. Stings inner hollow found the abilities portrayed by the Shinigami rather fascinating, after all this was the first time the duo had witnessed the final release of the Shinigami. Stings hollow black eyes remained focused as his hollow took in the information from the surroundings, rapidly processing it to allow for the muscles to respond accordingly.
Out of the corner of his eye, Sting came to notice Magnolia attempting the manipulate the electrical energies that were sourced from his Universal Electric Control. What a big mistake that was! The reason as to why Sting had to release into a Bankai state to control this release wasn’t because of the sheer amount of raw energy that resonated from the ability but the sole fact that the ability was very difficult to control. With the girls attempt to manipulate the electricity, the electrons would come to break down, releasing excessive levels of heat into the vicinity, almost matching the prominent shift in temperature in the immediate vicinity.
It went without saying that Sting abruptly lost control over the electricity that the girl attempted to manipulate. The presence of the electrical current that Stings Bankai formed almost defied the laws of physics, which made controlling it ever so difficult. However, the heat that resonated from the girls release wasn’t something to scoff at, Sting rapidly utilised the combination of a flash step and the unique ability to ride the wave of electrons to create a distance between himself and the heat.
Naturally, the distance created was somewhat significant, but before he had any opportunity to launch a counter attack, his eyes glanced down at the large wave that slammed against the base of his feet, rapidly ascending and around his body. Every drop of water incinerated the instant it contacted the electricity that flared around Stings body until the very entirety of the oceans that surrounded him froze… Sting didn’t feel the cold as there was a rough outline of his body buried deep within the ice. Heat oozed off his body; the Ice around him melted at an accelerated pace, almost like an ice cream melting in the warm summer sun.
Suddenly, a layer of electricity pierced the Ice, striking the exterior of Stings abundant levels of electricity. His eyes darted toward the city as his inner hollow immediately recalled the technique from the girls previous attempt to utilise it. Electric users would be able to identify this technique as a method of electromagnetism; the ability to utilise electricity to manipulate the metal within the proximity by releasing an electromagnetic wave of electricity that would either repel or attract metal. The electromagnetic wave that was released by the girl worked to attract metal to a centre point, that being Stings body; however as wave radiated toward the city of Jamaica, Sting released his own counter wave that repelled the metal from the center point of origin. The two powers nearly instantaneously cancelled each other out, but it didn’t stop buildings ascending from the ground for a moment, the metal from grand structures shooting up toward Sting only to stop mere thousands if not hundreds of meters away.
In a matter of a second, Stings body shot up and out of the rather majestic ice sculpture that now lingered in the wasteland that was Kingston, Jamaica… His hollow infested eyes darted over toward the ponce in the white suit; he seemed in a rather bad way but until that moment, Sting had forgotten about him…
“She ran… Sting.”
The utterance was from none other than Stings inner hollow, the one of the two who had some form of spiritual sensing capabilities. In that very instant, Stings body came to an abrupt stop, his head turned toward the direction of the white suit wannabee as an orange cero began to ring across the atmosphere toward Stings general location. Sting turned his head to one side, gently leaning it on his left shoulder as the Cero approached. His left hand extended out as his palm opened and in the blink of an eye Stings body would come to vanish…
Stings spiritual energy had a special odour that Sting easily recognised. So when this Cero began to make its way toward him, there was no doubt in his mind that it was from his previous attack. Naturally, the cero had lost of lot of its strength, which granted Sting the ability to freely utilise his left hand to secure a grip onto the cero as he instantly closed the distance between himself and the white suit hollow.
As he appeared before him, his tall and staggering shadow came to tower over the pathetic excuse for a hollow. His left hand darted through the air as the white suited geezer continued on his ramble; Stings entire intentions were to stuff the cero, albeit a weak cero, into the mouth of the loud mouthed piece of shit that was the white suited pussy. If the man closed his mouth in due time, then Stings cero would naturally have to connect with the mans face should it connect at all that is. However, there were two situations. If Sting managed to get the Cero into the mouth of the hollow, he wouldn’t power it up, simply allow for it to incinerate the pitiful creatures mouth, potentially destroying the mans jaw, teeth and facial structure. But if Sting failed to push the energy into the mouth of the man and contacted his face instead, he would rather simply amplify the energy by directing his scorching electricity into the attack. In this scenario, the mans head would be blown clean of his shoulders, leaving no trace of a head; a clean decapitation…
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Subject Post 47Subject: Re: The Jamaican Acquisition Wed Jun 07, 2017 9:05 pm
Time was up the little bitch ran like a coward. He grinned as it began happening trembling began down his side. He felt a dark energy pouring from his body. He'd contained it long enough he figured giving them a chance to settle this romantic dispute. He stood up now as body groaned. Hollowfication would be setting in soon for him. He knew it and came here because of fuck logic. There was no sense for useless things in this world. What was to come of this entire thing going on, this darker side of the world. Slowly a mask began to form on his head one side. Slowly the mask formed completely taking the form of something strange. Hollow energy surged destroying the area that survived and sending a darkness through the location. His breath slowly exhaled as he tried to reign in control. But it was no good that little voice that had been eating away. It won this round and he was going to under a hollowfication now. His mask seemed to have a smile across the front with jagged teeth along it. The eyes were covered in crimson colors down them in diamond tears. Along the jaw was crimson like blood trials. The mask wrapped around his face entirely was he a vizard?
Not exactly at this moment, his body was undergoing a transformation. Beginning to become something in the middle perhaps a Vizard. Or maybe something took that one step further and became more hollow. It was hard to say what exactly Tetsuya was becoming. He couldn't speak anymore whatever this was had a strangle hold on him. The twisted part was he was enjoying this more. Something about it was exciting him and bringing him further. Taking him into the darkest places of his soul. He could feel that hunger and a need to give in. This creature vanished using high-speed movement similar to Sonido. Raising its hand Tetsuya's fingertips fired a massive cero from them into the blast. "Tsk tsk, come on goldy locks..Can't let you ruin my fun just yet..hehe..Now let's see..you're in the way..move it." The voice came out with a rasp and darker sound as it swung the sword downwards smacking away the male Yaksha from the location.
He'd created a wall with the force of the blow. The battle was set to begin as he would dive even deeper into that darkness. Finding an answer in the middle somewhere. Tetsuya and his Hollow would see just how far they could push this feeling. Hollowfication ended normally by the Shinigami becoming a Vizard. Or becoming a hollow but what if there was something in between. Something he could become closer to hollow and less Shinigami. It felt possible, sure he was undergoing his first and felt choked. But that was exciting not knowing what aspect his body would do. He'd just fired a cero and had been lousy with energy his entire life. He didn't care if he lost his Zanpktuo down this road. He would travel into the depths of hell and come out as someone new. Tetsuya Unabara was going to undergo a major facelift. The time for games had come as tried to reach some level of focus.
Emotions running hot would speed things up, he needed time to figure out that balance. To find something even further connected to the hollow side of things. Something that didn't quite become an Arrancar. Somewhere before that, he could feel a potential near that location. Sting was going to be the one who helped him unlock that door. Help him kick down the walls around him and find truth. This was after all a soon to be baron wasteland.
Yaksha had already expected the attack to fail, somewhere deep down; he hadn't survived this long by being -stupid-, after all. And this opponent was so far out of his league, even a perfectly executed potshot probably wouldn't have done much more than distract him a little bit, and waste some resources. But the important thing right now was that even a single second was sufficient time to allow the other entities present to work their magic. What he hadn't accounted for, even in his wildest fantasies, was his opponent just walking away.
He had seconds to realize, even as the cero was leaving his garganta, that this was going to lead to a very messy ending. He folded his hands over his chest, continuing to speak calmly and precisely as the cero approached. But well before it arrived, his tongue had gone numb, his words slurring ever so slightly. After all, this was a shinigami, and what was it every shinigami was taught? It sure as fuck wasn't to aim for the center of mass. He wasn't quite at his peak right now, but muscle memory and old habits were hard to deny, weren't they? So he'd already shrouded his head in a faint aura of spirit energy, prepared to slough it off at a moment's notice when it became necessary.
And then, he felt a rib-cracking slam go into his torso, sending him skidding across the ground, into another pile of rubble. His body was already slowly trying to recover the wound, but that did him very nearly no good; after all, he had already restored one nearly-fatal wound today, and several not-entirely-minor strikes that he'd taken. He slumped forward, eyes once more shutting, as he let out a groan of what may have been pain, or may have been frustration.
"I should really cut my losses before I get myself killed. But god dammit, I can't help but want to double down."
Subject Post 49Subject: Re: The Jamaican Acquisition Thu Jun 08, 2017 4:58 pm
Song: Reign Of The Dark | Artist: Adrian von Zielger | Word Count: 500
The attack Ritsuko thought would be able to defeat sting was dodged completely she could've stopped ritsuko would've retaliated by firing her sniper once more but her bullets wouldn't be able to damage sting regardless if she focused her shot precisely. he was another individual appeared that same man who was watching the battle between Magnolia and Sting take place just spectating perhaps learning about Stings fighting style and how he's severly weakened or what she saw based on appearance.
The man swung his sword causing the other inidvidual who she assumed was going to get a cero straight in the mouth until his head was decapitated being pushed aside without any effort. However the man had a similar transformation or what she assumed was one similar to stings; she could also feel the immense the man was almost similar to sting in a way, the same as if a hollow was residing within their souls corrupting them to done these masks. It'd be best to just not intervene any further after all she'd just be in the way of those two fighting, first the white-haired shinigami was gone and now it was up to this final individual to defeat sting once and for all.