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Subject Post 1PostSubject: A long forgotten warrior   Sat Jul 06, 2013 7:57 pm





In these forgotten wastelands, only the strongest would survive as many different races and people often came here to get stronger, to fight. The weak would die, the strong would prosper. It was purely survival of the fittest in these lands, and that was the way of life. The dead had a strong influence here; there were many ruins of forgotten cities, as well as decayed bones or sometimes fresh bones as death wasn't uncommon here. It was quite a.. desolated land, a very sharp contrast to the modern futuristic cities all around the world. Who in the right mind would try to survive in this area for long? It seemed suicidal but many classes of people come here for training and to get stronger and learn survival.

The man that currently was surviving in these wastelands was a man with a very long story to tell, Poliro Tensol. He was a simple British male with short hair. He looked rather rugged, as he had a beard that looked like he certainly he was battle worn. His clothes were not elegant either, they were a bit dirty and torn but he didn't have a lot to work with. One would wonder how this man ended up here. He has been here for a while now as his looks would suggest. The story is not a happy one, sadly.

This man used to be a Gotei 13 captain. a well respected position by many. Now, how did a captain end up in a wasteland like this? How could he fall so hard from what he previously was? Because of one tragic battle which set Poliro's life on a different track all together. Not a very good one which is quite evident by how he is now. It all began with one battle.

One time, Poliro was in Karakura City, in the downtown part. On that night, he came into contact with a man who he has sought revenge on for so long - Gilgamesh, The King of Heroes. This resulted in a fight which left Poliro near death, but by a clutch save of fate, he survived the bloody encounter, but the unfortunate price of having his life is that he lost all of his power and strength. He spent time in Gotei to recover, but in a decision by the Gotei at that time, Poliro was evicted from the Gotei and exiled. Now on Earth, he had no choice but to survive here. He was in the forests of Karakura, but he traveled the world, wanting to see more of it since he was now a lone rogue Shinigami. This is how he ended up in the wastelands, now roaming. He wanted to see what he'd find. HE was able to survive quite easily; he was known as the Flame Reaper as a reason. He was a extremely potent fire user. He managed to regain his powers but they reformed Plasma abilities; coming back even stronger.

Now, he had came here the ruins of a ancient city; it was hard to identify what it was though. There wasn't even much of it left. There were a few ruined buildings, the bricks very decayed and it looked like it could crumble easily. Who knows what used to live here, and when? Poliro saw this as fitting. A land time has forgotten and moved on from, a place no one remembers. Poliro doubted anyone remembered his existence anymore... or knew his identity. But fate is fickle.

Today, Poliro's direction shall change again; the wheel of fate is turning.


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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Tue Jul 09, 2013 7:13 pm

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/G\R/I\M/\M/\J/\O/W\

"COME ON THEN, YOU DAMN BLACK RAT!"

A violent roar suddenly echoed across the plains, as out of nowherePoliro would feel a massive burst of power, as at his left side a foot came out of nowehre, slamming into his side, hitting him hard into the nearby ruins, or at least giving a really good try to cause this effect, as the perpetrator became clear, standing there with his right hand held up, his left hand grippping onto his sword at his side casually, still in its sheathe. "Would you look at that? My pesquia stilll has yet to fail me! A shinigami, out here in the middle of nowhere! Tell me, shinigami... How dead do you believe you are?" He asked with that cocky smile still on his lips, as he opened his right hand wide towards where he had attmpted to launch the male.

Out of his hand emerged a red blast, a very bright red as it went flying from Girmmjow's hand, slamming into the ruins with a great amount of force as it suddenly exploded, leaving nothing but a large pit in the ground where the building had once stood. THe male's arm was flexing, brought back towards his body as he laughed to himself. "Ah, it feels good to beat the crap out of some shinigami again! THe only prety I've found lately was some worthless plant!" He continued, a snarl coming onto his face for a moment, before it dissipated again, and he looked at the man straight.

"You should know who's about to kill you though, probably. I'm Grimmjow Jaggerjaquez..." He suddenly smiled, drawing out his blade as his body began to move, flashing in and out all over the place, moving with an immense amoutn of speed for a sealed arrancar, difficult to follow with ones eyes, as he reappeared high above in the sky after flashing about several times on the ground, rolling his head back in a stretch.

"I'M THE KING!"





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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Thu Jul 11, 2013 6:40 pm





Poliro was already beginning to sense that he wasn't alone in these fields. He would normally expect small fry enemies to get a piece of them, but these would all fail against Poliro's strength anyway so he wasn't quite too bothered yet. But as it came closer.. it began to feel quite more powerful. It was unlike anything Poliro had felt for a while. His excitement built up - would he finally have a fight that wasn't a pushover. Normal people would be scared; The reaper is not.

The shouting came out as Poliro knew his enemy was incoming; the voice sounded like someone he's heard things about. Could it really be that person right now? A strong enemy was approaching and Poliro was very glad of this; he hadn't even used his abilities in a long time. He has changed a lot since his days a captain; gone was his nobility and pride; now he was just a freelancing fighter. He would fight like a brawler now, with no grace or elegance at all. A true rogue fighter.

Suddenly, the reaitsu feeling came a lot closer as Poliro felt something to his left - he turned around and jumped backwards dodging the attack. He then got a moment to see and identify who the man who was attacking was Grimmjow. One of the first espada's, Poliro didn't expect such a well known entity in the world; to be suddenly fighting and attacking him. The thrill of battle.. he had missed this.. and it wouldn't go so well for Grimmjow when Poliro warmed up and got into it.

Next, Poliro saw the move that he hated with a revenge being used by Grimmjow; seeing this gave him plenty of time to react, as he flash stepped a distance to the right to dodge it, avoiding the blast. Seeing such a ablity made Poliro angry; but not as angry as he would of got in the past. But he was rather annoyed as that ablity was reminder of his death; and death is something he'd rather avoid. He heard Grimmjow calling, confirming it really is him. He kept his eyes on Grimmjow as he began to flash around, and then came his big bold statement:

"I'M THE KING!"


Poliro just began to laugh after he shouted this. Poliro found people like Grimmjow to be stupid; believing themselves to be some kind of king. Poliro's eyes locked onto Grimmjow. Target accquired. "YOU really believe yourself to be a king? Your time has been and gone. You're fucking washed up. And you think killing small fries in this area makes you the king! HAH! I'm the Flame Reaper mate, you have no idea what you've just brung upon yourself!" Poliro's reaitsu grew suddenly. The power released felt like a burning sensation; as Poliro has powered up for the first time in a long while.

His attack began, as soon as he closed his lips. Poliro flash stepped into the air, next to Grimmjows left side. not a second after reaching his desintation, Poliro punched towards Grimmjow, but as the punch flew in the air, a fist made out of blue fire (made out of plasma) launched from Poliro's fist attack, and it was the size of a giants hand. It shot towards Grimmjow at a staggeringly fast pace, like a speedcar. The plasma being unleashed would cause the area to naturally heat up, just how Poliro liked it. It had been the first time since Poliro had attacked someone with such a ability for a long time. If this attack made contact with Grimmjow; he would suffer quite severe burns. Due to the plasma taking the form of fire/heat, it would pass right through him, having the potential to burn his entire body.

Expecting Grimmjow to dodge; Poliro began to fire another 2 of these fists at Grimmjow, aiming where Grimmjow was moving, if Grimmjow tried to dodge/move from these attacks, which is the most probable thing he would do. But that wasn't all, the Reaper was about to swing his scythe. Poliro flash stepped further up into the air, staying there for a moment. "Let me tell YOU of the person that's about to kill you. POLIRO TENSOL, THE FUCKING FLAME REAPER!" Poliro created a insanely HUGE sphere of Plasma, reaching his limits of Plasma Creation, it was the size of a two story house. He threw this sphere down at Grimmjow. When it hit the ground, it would explode in almighty flaming explosion, releasing insane heat and energy and force. The radius of this explosion would cover Grimmjow's current height in the air (Poliro is much higher right now) and most of the abandoned ruined city. The buildings nearby would be destroyed and wrecked and ultimately this land would be scarred by Poliro's attack. Poliro would be able to resist this easily as this was his own attack, and he enjoyed large temperatures - it made him sweat and fuel for battle more. Given how high in the air he was, he would be out of range of this attack but even he'd feel the force of it, making him shake a bit. This was the reapers power.

"I'm just warming up.. silly hollow cunt.."



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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Sat Jul 13, 2013 3:19 pm

THE KING
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'That's it? Kinda REALLY DAMN LAME." The voice spoke, watching as Poliro just easily umped away to dodge his attack. However, he was still smiling as he began to step forwards, his hands in his pockets as he began to approach him, watching as he flash stepped away, quickly following as he himself arose into the air, making his announcement. "I don't believe, rat. I know." He said simply, the confidence of the words plain on his face as he spat, watching his own spittle descend down into the sands below. "Flame Reaper, huh. Nice to know the element of my opponent before he even opens up a n attack." He smiled, almost wanting to laugh at this. Of course, he recognized plainly that it was likely that the male used other things than just fire, but there was still the fact that he apparently did use at least that, unless he was outright lying.

"I don't deal with small fries, only the trout that swim into my territory!" He growled back at Poliro, though it was less one of defiance as it one of just plain lust for battle. He merely looked to the side as the male reappeared, vanishing as he reappeared on the other end of the male's fist, grabbing his arm where the flames were not, holding him by the cloak as he smiled at the male, barely evening noticing that the cloak around his shoulders had been incinerated, the ashes of it falling away. Grimmjow for his part came out with only a moderate burn on his shoulder. Grimmjow had always had an impressive hierro, and the time he had spent training since his defection from the Espada had only to emphasize the great amount of skill that he had over his natural arrancar traits.

"Damn!" He exclaimed as the fist became flaming with more fire, vanishing as he reappeared on the sands below. 'Becoming a bit too hot for me! Time to use a little trick I learned…" The arrancar muttered to himself as he landed, his entire body suddenly beginning to spiral. Without warning, the dust on the ground around the two began to ascend. Here we GO! He thought with a savage smile as the warm, but cool beneath the surface sand shot up into the air an the surrounding area, covering the entire area in a massive amount of dust from the force of Grimmojw's descent and upwards spiraling, cooling down the superheated area from the entrance fo such cool matter into the heated air, which absorbed most of the heat, thinking to himself as he did so, observing the male above him as the plasma turned the sand above himself into so much glass, which he quickly moved out of the way to dodge, resulting in something that was ust a hot wind passing around where he would have been standing.

"…" He watched after this, the smile on his face gone for the moment as he watched after him, seeing as the male was creating a very large amount of plasma. 'one problem with that…" He spoke to himself as he held up another hand, envisioning his arm to be like a cannon, as a mass of red energy formed into it, before it launched out, directly at the flame reaper as he launched his attack. His own body then began to move rapidly, feeling the massive amount of heat that was descending rapidly on top of himself as he performed sonido, launching himself up into the air as the blast consumed the lower battlefield and the air around it, as Grimmjow reappeared in the air high above his original position, staring at the Flame Reaper. It seemed indeed that he ha gotten some rather impressive burns on his legs from that last attack, as he wasn't able to dodge the entirety of the massive move. However, Grimmjow's own attack was thought out, used from knowledge of the first time that the plasma had connected with him, as he had been able to note how similar the two substances were in form and structure.

The cero he had launched into the air would be affected by the massive plasma ball, and without warning, It would suddenly rupture, the super heat breaking apart its particles and forcing them to scatter at massive, violent rates. In other words, his cero ruptured, resulting in a massive explosion all around the Flame Reaper, instead of just slamming into him it consumed his body in an explosive blast of raw force. "WELL THEN, HOPE YOUR WARM UP'S FINISHED!" He yelled out, as suddenly his own body vanished, launching himself at the flame reaper's side, his right foot lashing out again.

However, unlike the last time, his body vanished once more, reappearing on the other side of the male he was fighting. His body is most likely exhausted, at least for a moment, from that massive release of energy. More than likely, that combined with the cero that he was attacked with and its very nature would make it difficult for him to react. Seeing a familiar attack identical to what I did the last time would certainly try to make him react on reflex to react to it, as his body would naturally o if he's any kind of fighter, trying to regain his bearings. Then… He thought to himself, as his own body vanished again, reappearing above Poliro, as his body moved at Soinido level speeds, his blade coursing downwards as he struck it down vertically down where the Flame Reaper's back was, attempting to badly damage it, even as he looked back down at the ground below.

"The hell are we going to do with all this glass, anyway. Oh, I know." He spoke simply, as without warning his body vanished in another BZZT noise, and he reappeared above Poliros head, his body spinning vertically as he drop-kicked the likely stunned Shinigami, most likely plummeting him earthwards as a result. "How does a bed of swords sound to you, Shinigami? Speaking of swords, where the hell's yours? You're definitely a shinigami of some kind, but I've yet to meet one without a zanpaktou." He muttered to himself, vanishing once again, reappearing in the sky above the recently destroyed area, feeling the heat around the area as he looked down where he kicked Poliro, or looking up at him if he ha missed, either way trying to keep track of the other male. "So bring it on, you flaming shit head. Or do you prefer flaming faggot?" He asked the other male, his smile gone for the moment, as he realize that the Shingiami quite plainly wished to use massive deadly force against him, no matter the cost… and also seemed to have the ability to ish it out. Who knows where this conflict will go from here… Oh. He suddenly paused in his thoughts, a smile coming upon his lips, though he was conscious of his surroundings at all times.

I do.




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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Sun Jul 14, 2013 7:50 pm







Grimmjow's words were just as rash and violent as Poliro; these two were obviously quite full of adrenaline and the desire to beat the shit out of each other at this point, so the vocal exchanges would obviously get more and more heated the more anger and emotions they release into this fight. Poliro didn't care that Grimmjow knew he used fire; it'd be the fire that consumed and destroyed Grimmjow when this battle ends, so Poliro thought in his head.

Poliro got grabbed by Grimmjow for a moment; but because of the repeat attack, Poliro managed to drive him back to the ground without having to do anything. He did notice the burn when he got close to him for that moment. Poliro felt a joy inside; he knew he could hurt him and damage him. This gave him a morale boost, despite what was about to happen to his immense plasma ball attack. Morale is a powerful tool; it can make or break fighters.

Because of the massive plasma ball Poliro created, he wasn't able to see Grimmjow's counter cero properly. However, he did notice a faint red light; he didn't notice it because of the feintness but the effects of that cero were going to be felt quite rashly. Suddenly, the Plasma ball exploded in a allmighty explosion, but not in the way Poliro expected; the cero made collision with it and the power behind both called the explosion to go in all directions; Poliro couldn't of seen it coming. Sand turned into glass in the ground, and the area was insanely heated up.

Poliro backed away from this release as he was pushed by the force released by the collosion of the two attacks. It was extremely powerful, only powerful people could fight like this; people lower than them would likely be dead already at this stage. These two were still in the base stage and it was already turning into a insane battle. Managing to keep his stance against the insane force released, the battle would resume again after it felt like time slowed down during that explosion. He felt something move at a fast rate, and heard a Sonido.

Poliro's instincts lead him to check his back as nothing was in front of him and he was able to catch Grimmjow's blade attack from above, moving to the side to dodge his attack. He then saw Grimmjow do it again. Sensing his presence from above, he raised his eyes skyward and saw the drop kick again - being able to successfully jump backwards to avoid it. This when Grimmjow said something that he was likely about to regret.

"Speaking of swords, where the hell's yours? You're definitely a shinigami of some kind, but I've yet to meet one without a zanpaktou."


"A shinigami? Let me clarify. I'm not one of those trash Shinigami you meet from the fucking Gotei. I'm WELL beyond any of those small fry captains or vice captains and seated members. I'm a fucking Vizard, with a nasty demon to boot that gives me the strength to crush wanna-be badasses like you. I do have a Zanpakutō, and you're about to regret your words, MAJESTY!"He said the last word with a extremely mocking tone, clearly trying to get under Grimmjow's skin. It was time for Grimmjow to see the Reaper's scythe, in reality his sword.

Poliro had a sheathed blade in his coat. He put his hand on the handle, and as if doing a swift killing blow, drew it out very quickly towards Grimmjow and caused a lot of wind and dust to gush towards Grimmjow as he did this. He was a distance so this wasn't quite a attack, Poliro wanted to a make a statement with what he was about to. "You're shit out of luck mate. Let me show you who's a flaming faggot. I'd say prepare yourself, but I don't think you can prepare for this."

The reaitsu in the area began to suddenly spike like crazy; the source coming from Poliro. He was surronded in a blue aura as his reaitsu level's spiked immensely. This was Poliro's first release, Shikai coming out. Such a minor release caused so much power to be discharged - showing how strong Poliro was and how monster like his reaitsu is. He is figuratively a true demon. The power kept rising until it came to a halt then Poliro spoke.

Building blocks of existence...

BURN!


Poliro's Zanpakutō exploded in a display of blue plasma as the sword he had took out became permaently shrouded in a powerful plasma aura. This was Poliro's Zanpakutō. "This is my sword. Matābāningu. Burning Matter. Plasma is not like fire. Hot plasma not only burns you at a normal level, but also damages you on a cellular level. My Zanpakutō burns away matter and particles itself with its plasma-imbued flames. Can YOU FUCKIN HANDLE IT!?" a sudden rise in aggression as Poliro used Shunpo to get close to Grimmjow, to then swing forward with his sword. The heat was intense and would be felt by Grimmjow even if he wasn't hit. Poliro then repeated this attack; as soon as his sword swung, he flash stepped behind Grimmjow to repeat the attack he just did, but with his swing, he put a lot of his muscle power into it, making a huge swish noise and hoping to cut through Grimmjow's intense hierro.

The release of the Zanpakutō wasn't just for show. Unknownigly to Grimmjow, undetectable Plasma was released into the area around them, into the ground where the mass of glass lied from the storm earlier, and into the air around them. This Plasma currently was not heated at all so no difference would be made right now - but the particles were there, lingering in the atoms. Waiting to be used. Poliro had some strategies in mind for Grimmjow. He thought to himself how he didn't want to lose. He had been destroyed in his last battle which was vs Gilgamesh - such a battle was very hurting to Poliro's morale. But here he is. He is back fighting again, with new powers and new found strength. Poliro could consider this as a test of sorts. Could he really dish out the pain to Grimmjow and defeat him, or was Poliro still the same trash fighter he was before finding Gilgamesh?

Time held the answers.




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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Wed Jul 17, 2013 6:02 pm

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One of Grimjow's eyebrows began to slowly rise as his body began to tremble, his breath coming in and out in fierce gasps as his head began to come back, a roar emitting from his mouth with so much strength that it dispelled the very clouds over their heads, blowing all kinds of dust away as he performed the roar, his eyes losing sight of Poliro as he yelled his mind out, not even caring what Poliro was doing, his brain merely processing what the other male had said.

"Rah… rah…" A deep, guttural, bestial noise emerged from his throat, watching as he released his shikai, his eyes still staring directly at the other male, the sarcasm in his stance gone, replaced, by grim fury. "Fine then. Kid gloves are off. FOR GOOD." He said simply, taking a deep breath as he drew out his sword, before opening his eyes wide as he threw the blade out to his side, watching as the other male struck at him with his sword, his eyes not moving from the male as he was struck once, then again, reappearing at his back.

Grimmjow's clothing was cut everywhere that Poliro's blade had run against it, but there were only small scratches where he had been cut on his flesh, as his blade caught that of the Vizard behind him. "TOO SLOW, FAGGOT!" He yelled back at the other male, as suddenly the amount of energy that had ben stirring about Grimmjow's flesh since he threw his blade out to the side exploded, circling and sphering around Grimmjow as the plasma particles on his body were eviscerated, dispersed, blown away, just as any fire that had touched Grimmjow would have been. The field of energy maintained itself as he spun around, pushing away Poliro with his blade, moving back himself from the disconnect, opening his hand wide. "GOT ANOTHER FRESH SERVING FOR YOU!" He called out, the energy in his hand suddenly firing out as a cero blasted, several times bigger than it had been before, enough to look like a large building was falling on Poliro as Grimmjow merely watched from the sky, throwing his head back.

"Little flaming shit bag! I fought "Vizards". I fought two of the originals, got my arm chopped of by another! I know about your little mask that gives you those eyes I just KNOW I'll hate so much. I know about your freaky, god-awful transformation thing! And you know what? I DON'T CARE! BECAUSE WHY? BECAUSE I ONLY NEED ONE POWER-UP TO DEAL WITH YOUR CROWDED SOUL!" He yelled back at the male, throwing his right arm to the side as his eyes narrowed, his reiatsu making his blade so sharp that the air could be heard being separated simply from the Arrancar moving it to his side, before suddenly his body flashed forwards.

His body moved through the sky, reappearing with a sonido before the black cloaked figure, his blade moving quickly as he slashed downwards. Rapidly, the blade slashed at Poliro's side once more, before suddenly Grimmjow vanished, reappearing below the male, throwing his hand as if about to fire another cero, before vanishing again, his foot hitting Poliro from behind and slamming him downwards towards the ground, or he hoped so, at any rate. Grimmjow's sonido was no slouch; it was definitely faster than most captains of the Gotei 13, not to mention rather high ranking amongst the Espada themselves, as Grimmjow loved to be able to hit hard and fast.

Speaking of which, his body had already vanished again, reappearing in front of Poliro as his body leashed another burst of reiatsu as he cried out. "COME!" He yelled out, as suddenly his blade strokes began getting faster and faster. "COME ON! COME ON! COME ON, COME ON, COME ON COME ON COME ON COME ON COME ON ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!" His voice chanted as his blade strokes became faster and faster, much faster than anything else he had performed before now,, most likely taking the entirety of Poliro's focus to make sure that he was not hit by a fatal slash and making it difficult to get away, the speed just rising and rising the more that Grimmjow slashed at him, before finally his blade grew red after fifty different slashes, swinging upwards. "BLADE CERO, COME ON!" His voice roared, as from the blade a massive sweeping wave of energy appeared, smashing into where Poliro was standing with the speed of Grimmjow's final attacks, reaching speeds faster than most space-craft on reentry, causing the very around the attack to light on fire with sparks but nothing more, before the attack exploded in a massive wave, destroying everything around it and hopefully consuming Poliro in its wake.

"REALLY GETTING TIRED…" He continued, his body reappearing behind Poliro as his blade slashed horizontally with an astounding amount of strength, his reiatsu sharpening this attack by an extraordinary amount, a SHEEEEEEEEN sound echoing throughout the plains as the blade cut against the molecules in the air which could not move fast enough to get out of its way as the slash moved, and Grimmjow watched with a crazed expression as far in front of him, the ground was consumed by a slash, being blown away in all directions, a massive rent in the shape of the slash that Grimmjow had just made appearing.

"OF YOU JUST…" His voice pressed on, as suddenly his body vanished again, the ZZT noise of Sonido becoming clear once more as he vanished AGAIN, moving so fast at this point and with so much energy that it would be difficult to follow him with relaxed circumstances, much less under pressured ones. In fact, this time, what seemed to be three Grimmjow's appeared before Poliro, all looking and feeling exactly the same, all slashing him at the same time and attempting to dash past him with another Sonido, three more slashes joining the collection with a medium amount of strength as Grimmjow's body reappeared in the middle of the three, his body flipping around as his blade pressed down into the glass below him, shattering the glass completely where it rent through as he flipped his body over, his shoes making contact with the ground as he straightened himself out, his blade coming to rest on his shoulder as he watched the male.

"Running LIKE A COWARD!" He exclaimed, standing there with the wind blowing in the wake of his rapid barrage, the very wind strewn up from his energy, the slashes in his cloak apparent, each one of the attacks that Poliro had made against him apparent on his body, revealing each and every one of them almost as if trophies of battle, and Grimmjow standing there, ignoring the small burns he had acquired and the irritation of dust in his slash wounds showing his vim and vigor as he rose up his left hand, his head falling back. "Only Vizards I ever met weren't really like THAT! Guess you're just a plain old Shinigami with a damn hollow stuck in 'em with no hope for release! A-HA-HA-HA-HA!" He sadistic, mocking laugh coming out, the adrenaline and full on blood pumping through his veins as the glory of battle flowed through him, knowing very well that he was more than prepared for wherever this battle was going to take him, and confident that he, The King, Grimmjow Jaggerjacks, would come out on top!




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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Thu Jul 18, 2013 8:36 am






Shit was getting real. Poliro grinned evily when he said he was going to stop holding back. It was his chance to prove the strength to himself and to this hollow cunt trying to rip him down. He wasn't going to allow it. He was going to tear him a new one no matter what. Play time was over, the kids had gone home. Now it was just the big boys in a deathmatch to beat the other person down until they were nothing. This was it. Time to rock and roll.

Attacking Grimmjow from behind, he was beginning to get rather pissed off; his attacks weren't doing as much damage as he hoped. Was his hierro really that tough to cut through? Bullshit, this guys defenses have to be weak to compensate for his massive attacks, surely. Thats what Poliro logically thought in his head, but with such strong enemies it means he might have to use more of his power if he hopes to seriously injure him but if he was going to think logically; he wasn't going to win this fight in one shot. He was going to have to attack him until he couldn't take any more attacks. But logic was about to go out the window; the "king" was releasing his primal side out.

Grimmjow violently lashed out his blade forcing Poliro back. Poliro felt such a immense pressure against his body from the force Grimmjow swung with. Poliro then saw Grimmjow moving back as he shouted out loud against him, as he saw yet again, a ability he despised being used; Cero. Poliro was a bit shocked at the size of it, but he had a plan to crush Grimmjows morale. Suddenly, as the cero closed in upon Poliro, a massive wall of Plasma atleast twice the size of Poliro himself was between the cero and Poliro. The cero collided with it causing the energy of the cero to be cancelled out by the heat; literally melting it down. Poliro then made the wall disappear as it would have the potential to overheat and explode if not cancelled out.

Poliro then proccessed and listened to Grimmjows drawn out rant about Vizards and how he hates their 'eyes', Poliro couldn't help but keep up a big grin on his face as he was ranting about them. He learned something important about Grimmjow however - he has only one release. If Poliro could force him to release then power up himself, he could crush this man and show him who the real king is. Poliro felt his intent to kill and destroy, based of this he predicted he was about to do some kind of vicious assault. He was right.

Grimmjow firstly appeared infront of Poliro as he slashed downwards at him. Poliro responded by blocking his sword with his own, swinging it at Grimmjow, trying to match the force Grimmjow swung with to counter it. As the blades met, the air around them and any dust and the likes were blown away by the forces released. Grimmjow would feel the intense heat seething from Poliro's blade. "Let this heat be a warning of your demise. All you will feel in your last moments is your body burning to nothing."

Grimmjow then vanished to below Poliro. Poliro sensed him below, snapping his eyes downwards as he suddenly saw Grimmjow seemingly trying to ready another cero, but he wasn't. Poliro realized this must of been Grimmjow trying to distract him for something. Maybe he was going to try to sonido again and attack him while Poliro himself was focused on a expected cero attack? He heard the sound, confirming Poliro's idea. He snapped his eyes upwards where Grimmjow was coming down to him.

Poliro jumped to the side and before Grimmjow vanished again, he put both hands in his sword, putting all of his current strength into a powerful swing to try and simply cut Grimmjow's leg clean off, trying to this chance to inflict some critical damage to Grimmjow, or atleast do a major cut on his leg. He just wanted to inflict some damage to him somehow. But Poliro knew, from seeing his eyes, the brutual assault wasn't close to done. He took a breath in for a moment, focusing intensely on the battle and nothing else. He seemed to calm down from this manic side. In the moment Grimmjow vanished, Poliro remembered how he used to fight; a lot smarter and more elegantly. It seems he knew what had become of him, he had turned into more of a savage attacker. To beat such a strong opponent that relies on attacking, this probably wouldn't work.

Grimmjow appeared infront of Poliro again, going for more savage and fast attacks on Poliro as he began to shout at him. Poliro was able to match his attacks, but they began to gain more and more speed, Poliro's eyes tensed as he focused on his movements only and not even his own thoughts; but the speed of the attacks kept growing, Poliro began to breathe heavily as he knew his death could be right now if he didn't block every attack. Poliro managed to keep up with Grimmjow barely, as his clothes were now cut up from Grimmjow's frontal attack, but Poliro saw the red in his blade. As he swung upwards, Poliro had to use this chance to Flash step away to regain himself for a second. He flash stepped far back from Grimmjow, still having him in his sights, but even then he felt the wave's force from the distance he was. It felt immense. Then Grimmjow vanished, but Poliro had a time to breathe; he was ready.

Grimmjow appeared behind Poliro, Poliro snapped his whole body backwards to face him as Poliro put both hands on his sword, blocking his sword attack and keeping himself stable; managing to resist the intense force Grimmjow put into his attack by using all his upper body strength. The ZZT sound was quite loud as he vanished again and reappeared. There was three of them. Poliro's pressured state wouldn't be able to process this correctly as he flash stepped away into the air, as the Grimmjow's attacked the air where he was. Poliro realized something however; the plasma released at his Shikai release was could be used. The vicious assault ended as Grimmjow roared about Poliro's defensive tactics and mocked Poliro.

"I am far more than those old vizards. Heres my proof." Suddenly, the glass floor on which Grimmjow stood on suddenly turned into superheated Plasma; made possible by Poliro's shikai ability. Poliro was near to the massive glass patch made by the earlier attacks and combo's, and released plasma particles into the glass all over the floor, doing this when had released his Shikai earlier. This meant that the glass was already plasma in a way - just waiting to be used and suddenly, all of the glass turned into plasma as all of the plasma spiked upwards in a massive pillar of plasma, trying to fully consume Grimmjow within the superheated plasma flames. Poliro was away from the glass fields now turned into plasma fields as most of the city was by it; this attack ensured complete destruction of that city as the plasma pillar raged up. Poliro began to take deep breaths as he was battle scared himself from that brutal assault, breathing as heavily as he can. He was hoping it was over after his big plasma attack.

Surely he had to be dead...right?









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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Sun Jul 21, 2013 3:47 pm

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"...Sure you are."

Grimmjow said simply, before his body launched into the air, his eyes widening as the plasma underneath him grew larger and larger, his right hand opening wide as from his hand a cero fired, shooting completely into the wave of plasma behind him, roaring at the plasma below as the cero was consumed within the massive wave of plasma, his entire body being completely and utterly consumed in the massive wave of flame and burning. The wave completely overtook him, his body completely hidden beneath the massive wave of flame an energy.

After a moment, a figure reappeared within the massive eruption. "Well, damn…" Grimmjow stated simply, his entire body covered in small wounds and burns, smiling at the male in front of him, his body looking trashed even as he did so. "Seems the flaming faggot's got a bit more behind his pyrophilia then I thought." He said simply, as he slowly place his hands into his ragged pockets. The cero that he had fired had consumed him, going completely around his body as the fire had enveloped around him, causing it to form a kind of energy shell… a brutal, painful energy shell of massive damage, which was then superheated by the flames within, causing its force to increase even more so. "Now if I'd actually been caught in that proper, hell, I'd probably be missing a foot. Too bad your attacks lack any precision." He said simply, his trashed body vanishing as he reappeared directly in front of Poliro.

The grin was on his face, knowing that he had the boy pressed like a rat in a cage. For all the damage that Grimmjow had dealt against him, the other male had allowed it to overwhelm him. Grimmjow could feel the mark on the back of his leg when Poliro had struck him, the scratch that it had made on his hierro. That was what made Grimmjow so dangerous. He was without any special techniques or abilities outside of what a normal hollow could do; completely lacking in any special characteristics. His body, however, made up for this with focus on his natural hollow traits. So while he didn't have any fancy fire or lances of spiritual energy, he had raw power, raw defense, and raw speed. He was a brutal warrior, a fighter, one who would deal damage and roar at his enemies until they finally forced his tarnished body to collapse.

"Now , it's my turn." He told the male simply, reappearing in front of the male. It seemed that Grimmjow had rather frayed the other male's nerves already; he had looked tired coming out of that massive attack, as if he had hoped such a maneuver to completely overwhelm the hollow who had been kicking and screaming at him. "You just think t-" His voice was suddenly cut off as his body vanished in mid speech, his body flaring reiatsu as he reappeared in front of Poliro, his right foot coming straight up at Poliro's crotch as he held the blade in his right hand up high, in the act of bringing it down as he reappeared, aiming for a malicious slash at Poliros shoulder, before his body spun around, his left foot coming up as he nailed It into where Poliro's flank was, aiming to send the punk flying form himself and rolling into the completely destroyed area of the wastelands, Grimmjow standing in front of him as he held his hand out, drawing his blade over his hand, before slashing it across it, blood dripping from the action.

"Now… Time for you to face the ultimate…" He said simply, his body rising into the air as he held his hand out at Poliro, taking rather careful aim as the cero changed color from red to blue, and began to arc outwards, lines stretching from it as if it were an overload of power, as Grimmjow smiled. "Cero." He stated simply, as without warning the cero launched from his hand, descending downwards towards where Poliro was standing, Grimmjow's voice echoing over the destroyed wasteland as it fired.

"GRAN REY CERO!"


His voice roared, the blast heading straight down towards Poliro. However, this cero was different froom the others in a few ways. For one, it was much more intense; a hit from that attack would most likely result in a missing limb the way the Vizard was now. Second, the attack was not like normal cero, it arced and changed directions repeatedly, becoming unpredictable in its path. This was linked to the final way in which it differed from normal cero; Grimmjow had control over it. It was linked to him through his blood, and therefore he could control where he sent it, and where he sent it was directly into Poliro's face. Either the male would have to stop the blast somehow, which Grimmjow doubted would be accomplished through the plasma flames, as Grimmjow had put the energy within it enough that if it were to be met with those plasma flames again, ti would rupture, making an explosion that would level the area even greater than Poliro's initial attack against the Arrancar, consuming Poliro, the source of the accelerant, in the blast. In addition, if he attempted to deflect it, it would arc back around into him, most likely into a direct opening. Not that Poliro knew any of this. He only nkew that a narrow, powerful blue blast of energy was shooting towards his body, in an unpredictable path, and that he would have to come up with a way to deal with it.

"You aren't that different? How, because you're weaker? So you got flames! Sow hat! AT least both of those two had the balls in them to use the traits that their hollows gave them! They were like Espada! You're more like a damn gillian! How does it feel, gillian?" Grimmjow asked, watching as his massive attack exploded, leveling everything around ti from the attack, his had reeling back and laughing as the hand he had used to fire the blast flexed, before finally gripping itslef his expression calming as he looked back down at the Vizard below him with serious eyes. "I've become more than just Grimmjow Jaguerjaquez as well. My raw skill would now be unparalleled to those others of Aizen's Espada. So without further ado, I'lll now commence with the kicking of your ass!" Grimmjow finished, his body vanishing as he was spinning around, his body reappearing several times as he did so, relishing in the freedom granted to him by having been able to release his reiatsu, his body flashing all over the place from the sonido, ZZts buzzing from all over the place as finally he reappeared about twenty feet above Poliro, his confident demeanor returning to his body as he finally reappeared about twenty feet away from Poliro, his body flashing forwards in a great haste as his right fist pointed downwards to punch the Vizard as his body rapidly accelerated in a burst of speed and energy, slamming into where the male was standing, aiming directly for his face.

However, even as he performed this, his attack was not done, as his body then vanished, reappearing flying in from Poliro's side if he should shunpo or not, his foot slamming into the male as he attempted to kick him away and use the element of surprise, before his body vanished again, no teven pausing from the stance from which he had attempted to kick Poliro, before his body moved rapidly, reappearing at Poliro's side, his sword drawn as he flew forwards, slashing at the male's right arm, before vanishing again, reappearing above him as he descended, slashing again as he vanished for a third time, reappearing to the side of the Vizard as his body burst forwards, performing two slashes before vanishing a final time, his body reappearing back a few feet from where he had been before as he opened his hand at his opponent, his fingertips all glowing. "Five. And they're all going…" He stated simply, as his body vanished one last time, his body reappearing more than four times around Poliro's body as Grimmjow could finally begin to feel the stretch of his sonido as it began to nearly get close to its limit, as he finally reappeared one last time in front of Poliro, his right hand slamming into the male's face as he reappeared, his voice roaring.

"FIVE SUNS CEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERO!" He roared, the cero in his hands growing into a massive blaze as he kept his body completely pressed forwards, feeling the immensely massive strain as the blasts shot into Poliro, their forced proximity with one another multiplying their force as a red and blue cero shot out of Grimmjow's fist, obliterating everything in front of it with a massive wave of destruction, the very air around the attack being completely rent from the force of the attack as Grimmjow stood there, panting slightly, watching the massive torrent of destruction as it finished its total path of destruction, exploding a couple dozen feet from Grimmjow as he watched it with dull eyes, feeling the extracted blood from his hand drip. That attack had been enough to cut his hierro from the cero energy alone to open the path for the Gran Rey ceroes, thus resulting in the massive onslaught he had delivered into the Vizard.

"Flaming faggot, seriously looks like you can't pack much of a punch at all while you're like that. Though, it also looks like you're not one much for punching in the face, either. Hmm. How to deal with you.' He asked the man simply, reaching his hands back as a wide smile appeared on his face, almost in a shrug as a smile began to possess his face, ingenuity coming into his face. "Too bad there's no firetrucks nearby! Ahahaha!" He laughed, remembering the ridiculous looking bright-red vehicles racing along the human streets within the wake of his destruction, and how utterly useless they had been, his laugh echoing and crackling across the wasteland, his body rising rapidly into the air, before at last he stopped, looking back down at the male, awaiting his action to see what it was that the black haired male would do next.





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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: A long forgotten warrior   Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:58 pm


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