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Tue Nov 28, 2017 12:03 am

Yaksha, The Anthropophagus





"Welp. This one is about to go down in history, one way or another. Let's give them a good show."

Yaksha had dipped his toes in a few times up to now, allowing himself to get a sense for how the barrier surrounding Karakura Town worked, and to gauge its potency in general. By now, while he couldn't say that he was operating anywhere near full capacity within city limits, he could reasonably say that he'd be able to maintain a comfortable lead over those hoping to subdue or capture him, by sheer testicular fortitude, and the element of surprise. The city had advanced a great deal in time, and had been able to create any number of contingencies. Dozens of the greatest minds had all combined their efforts to create contingencies for any plan any sane mind could think up. All the same, something told Yaksha they would have no idea how to move forward after what he had planned.

Once more, his gigai had been left at a secure location; instructions were left with a few people, to ensure that it would be safely disposed of before it could be used to ill effect by anyone else. He had come carrying only a single object with him...and it was something so hideously anachronistic, something so out of place, that he was almost concerned it would be confused for a weapon at first. But that would be fine; he had already expected the very moment he stepped into town his every action would be scrutinized closely. That suited his needs just fine. He had, in fact, armed himself with some of the most efficient weaponry he could devise for the plan today. And he was quite certain that, even if he failed, there would be no time to be upset over the result...or, in fact, to feel much of anything but giddiness.

"Ah...for all the bluster and bravado, for all my big talk, it's moments like these where I truly feel at peace. There's just something about doubling down on absurdity that I love so much. Perhaps I've picked up a bit of the madness everyone carries in that city. Who knows? All I can say is that I can honestly say I'll die without regrets if I do so today."

He took his first step into the town, just past the barrier. Once more, the prickling sensation, as if he had just had hairs on the inside of his skin stand on end, fell over him. And the barrier had, just as he'd hoped, ignored the object he'd brought with him completely. Why wouldn't it? It had grown outdated so long ago, no one would've EVER bothered to find out how it interacted with one of the greatest technological marvels of the modern society.

He took a few more tentative steps into the town, before picking up momentum, seeming to settle into a faint rhythm. He moved with increasing confidence, greater purpose, as he began to realize that this plan truly was something only he could've thought up. There was a beautiful simplicity to it, and yet in that selfsame simplicity there was something so complicated and subtle in the midst of it all. It was a contradiction of epic proportions, and Yaksha couldn't help but feel a smile come to his face as he thought of what would happen when he tried out what he was pretty sure hadn't been -ever- tried in the history of mankind. A feat few could lay claim to.

He reached upwards, pressing a finger against a plastic button, labelled with what looked very much like a triangle, on its side. As he did, one could see something inside spinning slowly, with an industriousness to it. And then, with a crackling sound, music sprang to life, from his shoulder. And from his feet. And from his mouth. And from the entirety of him, in fact. It seemed to emanate from his entire body, like he had turned into a giant speaker at some point. He looked down at his own body, then at the machine, and shrugged.

"Nanobots. Who can guess how those crazy things work? Okay...this one's for you. You know just who you are."

He inhaled, opening his mouth wide, allowing the surging tide of noise to wash over him, just as the vocals for the song on his shoulder began. It was a jaunty, pleasant song, something you could easily see yourself holding hands and singing together. Just...perhaps not with a ten-foot tall reptile monster, with a hole in the center of his chest.

Why can't we be friends~? Why can't weeee be friends?

The song could be heard for two or three city blocks, making it seem almost like someone had just set up an enormous concert in the middle of town, or like a band was marching down the street. Alas, only a single monster could be seen, walking down the street. One could even see him bobbing his head, and beginning to walk in time with the tune, as he did.

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Mon Dec 11, 2017 5:40 am
Hmm..? Well, that definitely wasn't normal, not in these parts anyway. Normally this particular gentleman might have just ignored the ruckus that always seemed to be at least somewhat present in Karakura,but something about this ruckus seemed...well, at least worth giving a glance. Grabbing his usual accoutrements, and placing his hat in its proper place atop his head, Kisuke Urahara made his way out of the shop he called home, rather dwarfed by much of the more modern construction around it, and headed toward the source of the sound.

He could have traveled quickly, of course, but there wasn't really too much rush, now was there? Besides, it was nice to take a walk around town now and again. It was hardly much of a town these days, granted, but wasn't that just the way things went? Small towns turned into big towns turned into cities turned into...well, Karakura Central. All things considered, Urahara wasn't too surprised that a place like this drew so much attention, but still, there had been something nice about a quieter town.

As that music grew louder and louder, he started to casually glance around, looking for its exact source. He was interested, sure, but not hugely so. He kind of just wanted to know what it was, and to be honest, he was at least fairly surprised when it looked to be a Hollow of all things, and carrying a boombox no less. It had to have been years since he'd seen one of those, and he was honestly impressed that this Hollow seemed to have acquired a working one in this day and age. It might have even been more impressive than his having made it into Karakura in the first place, really.

Now what would said Hollow actually want here, anyway? He was clearly powerful enough to have made it in here in the first place, and he obviously wanted attention. Best to give it to him, then. Urahara adjusted his hat, took a single step far quicker than his previous ones, and gave a wave to the Hollow now directly before him. "Hey there, Mr. Hollow. What brings you to this neck of the woods?" He wasn't sure what it was, but there was something telling him that this was going to be quite the talk.
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Mon Dec 11, 2017 11:20 am

Yaksha, The Anthropophagus




Damn, this was all going so fast at this point. Within only a few minutes, Yaksha could see the familiar garb of Kisuke Urahara, easily one of the most famous shinigami ever to live. He let out a laugh that was halfway between delirious and exuberant, raising one hand in greetings towards Urahara, setting the boombox on the ground slowly as he did. His eyes glittered with mirth, and his voice was filled with mock reproach as he gesticulated towards the invention behind him, still blaring music even now.

"Now you're making me look like a fool. I spent millions finding a man who could remember how to create one of these, and even then he needed supplies I had to commission personally. I made a three hour cassette tape to come with me, on the off chance you played hard to get. Well, the joke's on you. I'm going to play the entire thing and you can't do anything to stop me."

Yaksha's smile turned wickedly delighted as he rose a hand, folding it across his chest, and then bowing slowly towards the target of his affections. His hair moved with far more enthusiasm than his own body, all-but-curtaining his body as he cleared his throat, and then gestured to the boombox. He gave off an air of giddy delight, almost like a person who had been given a platform to discuss a topic they were highly excited about.

"I still remember when humans used to use these in the late parts of the night. They'd stand outside one anothers' houses, blaring whatever song they felt would garner the most sympathetic attention, and wait for hours for a reply. I hoped you'd look back on those times as fondly as I do. The times when there was so much less...politics going about. When it was just hollows and shinigami. None of these messy third parties. To this day, I can't help but feel my kind made a terrible mistake, throwing in their lot with the demons."

He rose slowly, tapping a clawed finger against his chin, and then spoke in a slow, ruminative tone. It was almost teasing in its delivery, and his eyes glittered with deep, undeniable mirth as he examined the face of Kisuke Urahara with the same delight and scrutiny one would normally reserve for a beloved pet.

"Would you believe me if I told you that I've not consumed a single soul, plus or hollow, in nearly five years? No, I suppose that's a stretch even to you."



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Tue Dec 26, 2017 4:18 pm
"Well, it sounds to me like you put a lot of work into this. Gotta say, I'm impressed. All that just to get my attention, eh?"

Urahara found himself chuckling just a bit at this Hollow's antics, but that hardly meant that he was letting his guard down, or losing any focus on the real reason he'd come here. He listened carefully to the Hollow's every word, curious as to the point of this, but quickly the true nature of this visit became apparent. Urahara's smile remained on his face, and yet it no longer seemed quite so genuine, or inviting. It was unsettling in its serenity, far moreso than any smile should have been.

"I've gotta say I agree with you there. Simpler times and all that... So, I guess you'd call yourself a bit of a free agent as far as Hollows go, then? Very, very interesting..."

This Hollow was a strange one, a very strange one indeed. He wasn't quite sure what to make of him just yet, but there was something worth paying attention to with him. This was going to go places, he had no doubt about that, so why not see how things went?

"Five years, you say? That's an awful long time for one of you to go. I'd guess you're pretty hungry these days, but you don't seem to be in too terrible shape." The smile on Urahara's face seemed to become even more disconcerting, not for its falsity, but for the simple fact that it looked far too...amused. It wasn't right, but what about it was so incorrect couldn't be put to words. "So, I'd have to guess you've been eating something else, and I have more than a few ideas what that something might be."

Indeed, Urahara did have quite a few ideas swimming about in his mind as to what exactly was keeping this Hollow fed, but there was no sense in just laying those thoughts out in the open, was there? Mr. Hollow here clearly wanted to make the approach,and what an approach it had been. Better to see what he was willing to offer first.
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Tue Dec 26, 2017 8:04 pm

Yaksha, The Anthropophagus





Yaksha couldn't see through Kisuke's poker face, but he knew all too well what it meant in the grand scheme of things; he was already trying to figure out Yaksha's angle in all of this, and to determine whether or not letting him get his way would be to his own benefit. It was unsurprising, in the long run; Urahara had always been a pragmatist, albeit one who still had enough sense of morals to stand up against Sousuke Aizen. Not too unlike Yaksha, in that, then. Which meant he had to play this exactly as he would've if he were selling a product to himself.

"Speaking hypothetically, were we to discuss meal replacement options, I'd say that gikon are the most nourishing, and least difficult to carry around en masse, and to distribute towards others. Shinigami already carry them, so asking them to carry one or two more, to throw to a hungry hollow they met on the street...well, it wouldn't be unlike keeping food pellets for the petting zoo, don't you think? All we have to do is remind hollows not to bite the hand that feeds them."

And now Yaksha's smile was growing far more coy, filled with a quality that once more went beyond words. It was natural, no, that creatures -this- old would have emotions and motivations that humans could hardly even comprehend. And so it was that as Yaksha spread his hands wide, to encompass everything around them, his lips and eyes seemed to twist and cant into a position that had no human correlary. Something hideous specifically because of how alien it was; it was not only a creature without human facial features, but the features it -did- have were being used in a way that no person could reasonably understand. Muscles were not made to work that way.

"I've already made arrangements with Ravan Vespara, and a few other sponsors. Suffice to say that I could have the hollows whipped into shape within a year, at the very most. There may be a few...holdouts...but this is a matter that can be dealt with as the outliers arrive. Believe me when I say that this is the best thing for all of us, Urahara-san. The pace of war is escalating...and it may soon be too late to move things in reverse. I promise you, I can do this. And as soon as it's been done...the pace of the world will change. A single swing in the political atmosphere...a single nudge on the pendulum...and it will backswing all the stronger for its pent-up force. This is our chance, Urahara, to finally do what we should've 400 years ago, and have shinigami and hollows enter the political atmosphere as separate nations. To create our own Geneva Convention. Please, Urahara-san. Look at what I was able to do, all on my own."

He reached a hand down his throat, rummaging around in his own stomach, only to draw out a manila folder, wrapped heavily in plastic, and tossing it at the shinigami's feet. His expression was one of deeply-held pride, as he preened at his own hair, ever so compulsively.

"I have never relished war, Urahara-san. It's why Barragon, Aizen, the Gotei...none of them have, up to now, even seen me, outside of a few scant encounters. But now, the forces in play are too great. We need to use every asset we have available to avert the worst war this world has ever seen."



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