Re: A Frozen Forest (jin and shizuo private)

Fri Jul 19, 2013 10:01 am

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“..You little kid.. smart move however you have one fatal flaw and that is!”

As she adjusted from surprise as her sword hit the shield and her foot stepped back she used the knock back to bent her body the whole way back landing on her hands in a bridge as the blade slid right over her nose as her foot kicked up aiming to land hard on the armpit directly under the foe’s swing her body arcing back as she danced back keeping close not really caring as the darkness came, she had only followed the movements, her foot going directly up missing the males chin but letting her land on the blade with her toes before flipping and landing in a crouch it was of course why she then in the flip as her arm was knocked away and she dismounted however she wasn’t done yet , as manslayers effect would kick in to the wound, causing blood to spray like the foe was anemic that cut basically had 2.5x the bleeding coming from it, and of course the pain was just that much more potent than the foe might have thought it was, and now she moved her own body back slightly sensing the seething black which blocked out all light, however you might understand that darkness didn’t bother her and she could still clearly see the foe.

"note, seeing is something different entirely then eyesight itself, by using her "Minds eye" and the information she had gathered in her working memory earlier, she had effectively "Reconstructed" , a exact replication of the field in her mind, using this and going off of both sound, air disturbance, vibration, and even slight changes in pressure or air current, and things like velocity touch shown to be in shadow blade art, and all her sword techniques, she accurately assessed and then cognatively found the position of the foe, note this is from her training in the arts, and honing of her practiced skills that has allowed this to happen, this is of course the explanation of how she found where she was going, in essence she is using a method a lot like a memory palace , but instead of the norm she is using it for locating and attacking.

So moving quickly she had brought her blade around, right as the words “Drip Of Acid Tooth” Came out of jin’s mouth well, she had her blade arcing up in a strike to the area of his previous wound this would be much faster than previous strikes though it was laido and this literally meant that the sword swing was akin to a teleporting blade, but there was something more than that as she had quickly picked up her discarded sheath with her free hand and brought it directly around smashing it towards the exposed side of the man, aiming to cause rather decent damage to the foe with this quick and crushing blow. However if that was it, well it would have been grand, but the fact was she wasn’t near done at the moment no instead she had decided to use something else bring her sheath around to her backside with a quick look over her shoulder she had brought her sheath directly back to basically collide with the sliding sword, the impacting forces leading to an explosion which hid her presence however as this explosion probably broke any lingering forces she was calm and taking in the entire area around her.

"Note the explosion of the acid sword caused her to be splashed with some acid, the general acid splash itself wasn't enough to cause pain, and quickly had been focused out of the situation, though it did serve to burn off some of her clothing.

You see she rather “Sensed” and saw sudden movement in her peripheral vision coming in low, which was why she quickly hopped into the air, a blade arcing just below her airborne feet, a spin coming next with what at least she could discern to be some form of a kick, which of course she responded in kind to by bringing her inner foot around to collide ankle to ankle as she spun around at the same time delivering a back-kick to the foe’s exposed chest as she had used this momentum probably if it hit, to break some ribs and bring her flipping to the side, and land on her feet. Another low whistle escaping from her lips, while of course she had cracked her neck , feeling the bruise on her ankle she made a “Tch sound, before she switched her game up entirely bringing her hand up and then gripping her blade slightly differently she grinned wildly and then switched the blade to a downward slant and looked up slowly the look in her eyes eventfully had changed too , which was why as she had gripped her hands tighter against the katana’s handle she looked up slowly and then seemed to give a small giggle out.

Next her feet and movement changed all that raw speed turning into direct combat as she lunged to pursue Jin’s frame, the katana’s blade just hovering over the ground seemed to come to life , slashing up in a feinting movement at speeds that made the blade as it reversed seem to literally fade as the true slash just poofed into reality almost like “HERE I AM BITCH” this slash was more of a lancing jab that was aimed to the left inner thigh however this wasn’t a full slash as the katana blade faded (Yet again) to appear quite literally at the direct opposite side of Jin’s body aiming for a gut-cut, however this action was repeated vanishing and reappearing at the middle of the body this unorthodox slash being unlike the other styles quite literally a pain in the A$$ to read for the fact that, well she went from a mili-second near-entry slash to a literally skewering jab to the abdomen just below the navel (aka the previous strike) the only problem being that this was a strike which quite literally vanished moments before impact, as she had using her arm speed and excellent timing skills laid waste to the torso, specifically through random hits targeting four major spots, the left pectoral right pectoral, the lower abdomen, and the sternum, literally a barrage of 20 or more lancing blows, a throw in mix of feints and real hits in the time interval of around 2 seconds at maximum. You see her strikes each had both the ferocity and strength of a battering ram, so these quick jabs had mainly two things going for them, no scratch that three things going for them. 1:Strength,2:speed 3: skill. And when you combine these things it is quite honestly a pain to deal with.

Next if this wasn’t bad enough well she did one more interesting thing, by moving her blade to the right after maneuvering from these slashes well, it would seem to be aiming for the right side of the face, to be specific for a temple blow, however this was a ruse, as at the last second both her body and her blade shifted, both protecting her body from reproach and delivering a lightning-quick feint/pommel blow to the trachea that would both be a pain to deal with, and at the same time would be quick and very accurate, and because of ratio to time of comprehension well, it was also a hard one to grasp the mechanics of it before it would be too late but it definitively was not impossible to do, just pretty hard to do. Anyways while this was going on this time she did use that pommel blow to go into an upward rising blow with the flat of the blade, as you see while the flat wouldn’t cut perhaps it would do more damage through basically blunt force trauma then the initial slash would, and besides that? It honestly was pretty damned funny to see someone actually get wacked by the back of the blade as they usually don’t expect it.

From there she went into a peculiar slash which seemed like a single hewn cut, however the interesting or peculiar thing about it was while one slash was slower it hit a second slash that was lightning fast arguably as fast or faster than Laido which gave the depth perception and illusion that it is one slash , the slower one of course, however slightly (2inches) below the initial slash inexplicably the anomaly of a second cut or the illusion of a “Displaced” cut would be present, so because this was directed at the sternum it would instead cut the upper abdominal muscles if succeeding in execution. Other than that strike though the reverse of it, a trilateral slash which struck at the left knee , and then followed through with two hidden strikes to both the groin and upper thigh muscle, seemed to follow the same peculiarity of the first change in style base slash. Although the swift follow-through by a half and half forward crescent and reverse arc, slash made the cuts unpredictable while though these landed interestingly enough on the left collar bone, arcing down to the right gut-line, again though this unpredictable tempo would probably make them harder to read, in general, and another thing was, her positioning to the general perimeter of the slashing made her body both counter-ready and well-guarded against reproach in general, due to the way she moved and her foot maneuvering.

Only after these slashes would she seem to using, a pretty little trick and illusion through patterns of light and shadow, kind of “Fade” from sight, when in fact she had been moving just a tad slower than her normal pace at the delivery of those attacks although still this was a formidable pace in speed, so even the slower pace was fast enough to keep up with the current speed in the foe’s quick movement techniques. Anyways this increase in speed in rapid-application would cause generally for the eye to tire and then have to refocus, allowing for the illusion of vanishing entirely, when in fact she just was moving Very quickly, while the tempo of her slashes had been thrown off again by her appearing at one side, to make a feinting slash, this movement being designed to draw the foe’s eyes to the first feint, while then momentarily bursting in speed, allowed her to slide to the opposing and hopefully un observed side at this point, to quickly deliver striking consecutive zigzag styled slashes to a hopefully unprotected side, yet the fact was, tempo was again nothing in these slashes, which was exactly why perhaps she seemed to slow down in the next slash however then speed it up and maneuver it to the left, just as she stamped her left foot down, giving the illusion that this slash would be fading generally as it was happening , basically normal sight would have trouble keeping up with it, however she hoped he wouldn’t have any trouble. It would be moments later although quicker than her normal response time that she would deliver a strike with the butt of her katana to the right side of the next, her foot slipping out to give both a general “Trip-up” or sweeping foot blow hopefully to unbalance a unwary foe at their heel, the right one presumably, even though the fact was this would go from outside sweep to inside sweep before impact and cause the “Trip-up” to be oriented from the left side of the foot, causing generally for the motion to become skewered just like with her tempo itself in general.

Presumably you would think that was it however, as the continuation resumed, her strike with the butt of her katana turned into a reserved and rather slow reverse arc to hopefully strike or seem to strike the lower right muscle in the back right below the shoulder line, however this would seem to again vanish entirely for a mere glimpse of the blade at the opposite side, and going this time in a shallow diagonal slash down the back from the right shoulder to the left butt-cheek, none the less meaning it was fairly diverse, and unorthodox in its execution, generally leading to the common illusion of a “Displaced blade” however this kind of slash was just using motion tricks and mimicry to get the job done.

All the while though she was prepared and hopeful for a counter of some kind, as while this “style” was unorthodox it was believe it or not special in the fact it worked better when on the defensive then it did when it is on the offensive, and thanks to that, while it seemed tricky now, a counter itself was the objective, in essence these tricky slashes had nothing but the a-typical spelling of “RUSE” on them, and this spelled out that basically while these attacks may be a handful to some, they believe it or not had the intention of drawing out some kind of counter or rather a returning blow if you will, as this style specifically excels at countering attacks in general.

So while the slashes continued her pace pretty much had changed again, going from those deceptive cuts to a short spurt in speed that allowed her to get four drastically different spots of contact hopefully in 4 consecutive and strangely enough very diverse slashes, as there was the horizontal straight cut to the chest, the overhead downward crescent to the rib-cage, and the rising diagonal straight to the other ribcage, and the cleaving overhead vertical down-straight going directly down the spine. Of course these slashes each with their timing and movements gave not only a wide “Sample” of her skills but rather also gave a deceptive frenzied look to her attacks, hopefully instilling the illusion of desperation, or over exertion when in fact these slashes where very basic in principle and execution. Just the altering in tempo pace position and style along with speed made them seem much more complex than what someone normally would perceive a basic slash to actually be. This by itself probably was a pretty substantial problem yet this was pretty much just the beginning because her slashes had another affect too.

So in essence basically the speed and change in her movement and slashes, would have moderate to severe varied effects on the terrain in general, causing as she moved for substantial pockets of loose/weak dirt soil, gravel you get the point, to generally occur, so while moving she had in quite literal essence generates loose tree’s and pit falls which around now from her movements and the battle thus far had begun to in short trigger and what this did of course was extended her shadows range, by adding deep pockets of generalized shadow in the ground, it not only probably gave her once more the upper hand but it as well quite literally, made this whole area a ticking mine-field for the opponent at large. More over though by setting the field up in this way, shadows swirling in the depths of basically holes in the ground , it allowed not only for the moment lapse in her shadows to be compensated , but it also very honestly just Greatly increased her plane of both combat and effectiveness. A double whammy if you will, treacherous footing, and extended range for her shadows, combined to give this effect. If you will it most certainly probably by now gave her some advantage but, also the fact that her muscles where built to endure, rather than to be extremely over the top, allowed it to be that, you could say she had gotten in the “Zone” those cold muscles having warmed up to optimal functioning temperatures , as before they had been severely well weighed down by the general cold climate. So you might say that the real battle itself was about to start in earnest at least right now, and everything else well was just a warm up.

By now she had been moving in for the next strike but the thing was, the next one had some changes in it, as instead of a direct slash it seemed at least to be more of a slapping motion then anything else, which could just as fast turn into an actual cutting strike when the need and time for it arose. So you could say mainly right now what she had been doing was trying to coax the foe into atleast a more offensive position, as her attacks all had the capacity to either evade or counter if needed, just due to how she executed and in generally functioned in combat , more than this though strictly speaking, she was also pretty good in energy reserves as the fact was she hadn’t really used a lot of energy in general , strictly speaking she had used very little energy, something that partially attributed to precisely why she still was rejuvenated and pretty much what you might call “Battle Ready” where as if she had used more well energy you could say that she would probably be in a less then well ideal situation, but as it was she still was good for a long time .

Briefly she had been debating the use of her umbra, a state that was pretty much meant to be her “Combat” State however, as things where arabella decided to hold off in her application of the higher state, to see what surprise might be in store for her, since she was interested in the fight in general, or rather she found it definitively to be both fun and entertaining, two things of course that gave this fight a kind of favoritism to it, she was enjoying herself to say the least, and to her well that really did matter in the scheme of things. Anyways though while she was moving around she also was slightly manipulating her own rate of speed, so that perception was marginally thrown off in direct ratio to what her foe may perceive and what was going on actually, however this was only a slight chance of that happening, as trained eyes probably had more of a chance to keep on task and not get overwhelmed, so more or less her movements themselves could end up straining someone eyes, or causing a general amount of problems, just because that was how it was centered to be.

So all in all while Arabella had begun moving differently it was not really a full out assault but rather this one, was more deceptive then it was overbearing and to the point, although it was tricky and by how she moved would be equally if not harder to deal with then anything she had thrown thus far, just from execution and the sudden switch up in styles to be perfectly honest in general, all these things would probably spell out a tricky situation no matter how you looked at it, and that’s just how she rolled , now then what would jin do to solve this predicament?

Mon Jul 22, 2013 7:37 am

Artist: Breaking Benjamin - Song: I will not bow - Word Count: 2000

Jin listened to the woman's words, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He couldn't, he had to focus on her actions right now and her actions alone. If he listened to her words, if he let himself become ensnared in her words, he wouldn't be able to come out of it. He listened, and much like her, unbeknownst to him, he had mapped the area. He was a very intelligent man, he was able to remember the tiniest detail and he could use this to his advantage. The only problem was that Jin was a very visual person when it came to his counters, but he still had his sense of touch, sense of hearing, and his ability to sense spiritual pressure. He wasn't able to hit the woman with his attack, but he did manage to keep her away, and that gave him time to plot his next attack. However, as her foot came up, and connected with his arm pit, instead of risking injury by dodging, or resiting, he went with it, also flipping backwards increasing the distance between the two even greater.

He listened in to the area, he could tell that the woman was running toward him. She was close, and her reiatsu was also closing in. She was almost on him, and as she got within striking distance (having noted the length of her sword more times over than most people could count) Jin leaped back. He needed to keep the distance between the two of them while the darkness covered the area. This allowed him to dodge the next swing, although he didn't However, she had stopped when his acid sword reached her, and with a quick , and strong backwards strike, her sheath managed to deflect the acid sword, but not before the sword dripped onto her. Jin scoffed, his hand clutching his side; he was bleeding more than he had expected, probably due to her sword. But had it cut that deep? No, it wasn't a deep cut, but what else could it be other than an ability? Nothing, she didn't use any shadow arts, he would have seen it. There was no other possibility. And then she was on the move again toward the young looking shinigami.

She had managed to deflect his sword, his acid, and his kick, but luckily Jin was used to changing his momentum on the fly. Feeling her ankle hit his, he rolled away, managing to escape her attempt at a kick to his chest. Jin wasn't sure how much more he could take. The wound was starting to slow, but if he didn't manage to get her change soon, he was going to have to use bankai, and try to end this fight before then. As Jin stood, his body skidding backwards with sword in hand he could see the woman heading his way. The darkness was fading, and her physical frame was coming into sight. She had brought her sword around, but in an instant changed to try and once again cut him with a surprise attack. However, Jin had gotten so used to seeing her change attacks by this point that he almost assumes it. Bringing his blade across in a firm, but weak deflection attempt Jin knocked her blade away, quickly shunpoing back to clear the distance again. She was persistent. He was sure that she was getting frustrated with his shunpos, but with it being one of the only things working in his favor, he needed to exploit it.

Wait! He had made note that there was something else. Jin took in a deep breath, bringing his blade across the same cut she had made, reopening it with a little twist in it. Jin created a dog, but he didn't stop there. Shunpoing from one spot to another, making small cuts at random points on his body, Jin created four more dogs, finally stopping with one cut on either thigh, his side, and one across his chest and arm. These five dogs all lined up beside their master, and with a wild grin Jin winked at the woman. These five dogs ere going to help him keep her attacks one him a minimum. He needed time to plan his counter, and with her consistently pressuring him into dodging, or taking hits. Bringing his blade up, Jin brought it roughly around his chest to give him a greater, and wider range of blocking techniques. Then she was on him again, now taking her sword and trying to cut his left pectoral. Jin quickly shifted his weight and "punched" his blade with his left hand, pushing the blade quickly upward with a jolt of speed. He was able to see her, and seeing her was the biggest problem. He brought his blade down blocking the attack on his abdomen, and taking the time for her to change the slicing direction (albeit a little time) Jin leaped back while the first of five dogs came in taking the other attacks.

This was getting rather old, but Jin needed to keep up on it, and keep up on it he would. Watching the woman move toward him Jin shifted his head to the side to dodge the temple cut, and without a second guess, Jin dropped down into a sprinters stance, dodging the trachea attack. Then, shunpoing the moment he managed to get down into this stance allowed him the distance to avoid her next attack. Wait?! Was she just trying to hit him with the blunt end of her sword? No, no. It was fine that she was trying to cut him, but brain damage was going too far! That was it, he was done with this chick! And then like some sort of energy surge, Jin managed to stand, twirl his body, and face the woman. Before he could even make a retort, or express his anger toward her attempt at knocking him out, she was after him again. Jin waited, his four remaining dogs scurrying around the battlefield waiting to do nothing but protect their master. And one of them would need to do just that.

Having stood by the large tree, Jin directed with his hand movement for one of the dogs to run up from behind him. He needed to hurry as the woman was closing in. Ten feet, five feet, one foot....and in an instant Jin vanished backwards with another dog leaping toward the woman bringing it's jaws open to send a reiatsu blast toward her. This was cut short however with the barrage of attacks the woman had let loose. And because of the utter speed of the attacks Jin watched as each one connected with the dog as it started to turn into a pile of blood water. It almost seemed like this entire world, this fight was taking longer than it should have. Part of him felt like the days were merging, and the night was never ending. This was pounded into his head even more as the woman started making images of herself, they were moving, they were controlled, but there was something that she could never mimic. Her reiatsu. Her energy that she released was something that was unique to her, and not some clone. Jin had three dogs left, and still a lot of thinking to do.

He watched, waited, the illusions were coming, they were close. Closer, closer. Jin paused for a moment bringing his sword up and striking it with hers. She had her speed, and he has his shunpo. Vanishing and reappearing, Jin dodge, and then struck with his blade. His eyes watching her sword move. He wasn't going to get hit again her sword, not by a long shot....or maybe..hmmmm....perhaps A thought crossed his mind, his tongue coming out momentarily wetting his lips. He wasn't going fall for her tricks though. Finally bring his sword across to hers, he clashed once more and grinned as he watched the shimmering metal bounce off of one another. Jin bought himself enough time for one of his dogs to come to his side. They were all dancing around one another, her to him, him to her, and the dog waiting for it's chance. Then, as Jin watched the woman he brough his sword across to try and block her attack, but something was amiss. Perhaps the illusion really did mess with his eye, and there she was.

Grinning wildly Jin rolled to the side just as his dog leaped into the fray taking the blunt of the attack and allowing Jin to escape. Yet, despite his calm nature, prepared attitude, and devious mind, here she was once more trying to take him down. This time, quite literally. Jin watched as she got into such a stance that would allow her to sweep his feet out from under him. However this stance really gave away her motives, and with a sudden shift in his weight Jin hopped over her sweeping leg, and then leaping backwards to clear some distance between the two of them. He seriously needed to get on the offensive if he was going to do anything about this woman. But he had a plan ready, however it was going to take some time to prepare. Generating reiatsu in his left, and right hand; his plan was in motion.

Jin watched her slow, y he needed to gather more reitatsu if this was going to work. He watched her carefully, relying far less on his sight and more on finding her position through his other senses. He needed his three remaining dogs too, and with that they found his side with the woman dancing around him. Jin dodged back and forth, his hands still charging. No dog! And with that Jin shunpoed away as the dog popped up to take the blow. Two dogs remaining. Jin grinned as he watched the woman formulate, and with a sudden interest, Jin leaped into the air, using his ability to "fly" to dodge the first attack, while the dog took the second. Oh no, Jin was waiting for the right moment.In this time, he quickly muttered two sets of words. "Bind them within the holy symbol! Great Power, Form in my hand! Blow them away, and run them astray! As her blade came down to take the second to last dog out, Jin shunpoed down in front of the woman as her place started to rise.

Now Lunging himself forward, impaling his right side with her blade, Jin pointed his left hand at the woman and muttered a couple words as he spat blood out. "Bakudo 20 - Binding Cross". Using the this time that he was implaed, the woman would A be shocked, and B should have some trouble getting her sword from his corpse, leaving just enough time to completely paralyze the woman. And now, for the second attack, the reiatsu in his right hand. "Hadō 59 - Bakuhatsu-ha" Releasing the energy attack at point blank range, should this attack meet, the two of them would certainly be damaged to some greater extent. The attack itself was enough to drain him of reiatsu, but not completely. Jin still had a couple tricks up his sleeve.

Mon Jul 22, 2013 1:53 pm

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“..Check mate thanks for playing”

Arabella had murmured in glee, mostly right now at the fact that her sword had been in his side, but something else was amiss no two things, the first being the rapid as the sword touched hair-trigger counter that she was expecting, however the move she used, would be absolutely at this distance at least nothing short of what you may call devastating, spikes expanding out and up as she said a simple word “Shadow Spikes”. From there as the blade impacted the foe might find that being trapped he would probably face this deadly literal sea of tiny needle spikes that if it worked properly would literally explode outwards however she wasn’t done yet, as point blank he began to say something, she didn’t wait to hear the rest, as the spikes had been literally exploding upward she had opened her mouth and in this one movement fired something off the bat to meet a rather literally “Golden” Cross shaped net. Or so she thought, lets just say she Had to belch it out as the cross , woe and behold had caught her and flung her back, yet the next blast would disrupt it causing it to weaken substantially from massive colliding forces.

“Shadow Roar!” was the thing she used, and let me tell you it left its mark, as the 350 foot wide blast would utterly swamp any following techniques in a mushroom cloud that had enough force to rival that of 3 explosive point-blank cero’s which was why as this extended outwards and beyond the norm, the landscape would be altered extremely, but she had done something to this blast, she had manipulated its density on impact, causing for the explosion to become even larger, this blast colliding with The Hadō and in general, causing for wide spread damage. The only problem here was the fact that this shadow roar probably was going to cause some pretty nasty effects for both parties. However most of the effects would be generalized for Jin himself as She did something else, frowning some as she had simply raised her sheath behind the blast “Wall” That she had created. This though also would as she was thrown back like a Fishermans rejected minnow , speed up her accleration as she smashed into the ground rolling, quite literally burns on her belly, and A now shattered golden net on her arms, the cross's restriction slowly was running away. and she was gritting her teeth using determination alone to make it look ineffective.

“How come you are bleeding so much here, I mean come on now you look like a bloody wreck.”

Arabella said, as she had simply using the minor blast she had created to remove her sword, as of course she had decided to skip back to gain some distance, feeling the slight burn from the close proximity of those two blasts on her stomach, she definitively had some burns now however It wasn’t enough to really make her go full out just yet , in fact she seemed to be just getting warmed up now for the real fight, of course that meant that things really would be hitting the fan really soon, and by that I do mean extremely soon, which was of course why she raised her sword to her side, blood running from her palms from the explosions she seemed to take this moment to bring those palms straight down, as she had simply frowned looking at the scene that was infront of her before then a insane grin seemed to break out of her face, and her palms well, they clapped directly down into the ground the blood being dissolved by the shadows as she said one word and one devastating word only.

“Shadow Stretch” And then as she had continued on , her lips moved and said the fateful words which would be none other than “Shadow Rupture” which in those moments because of shadow stretch would be doubled in distance meaning that the whole half mile radius around her, with of course Jin being near the damned Ground zero spot, would kind of rumble then just plain flat out explode, creating a pillar of solid ground and solid dirt which would be visible in the surrounding few miles, she had done something different though this time with shadow rupture, she had compressed the effects so that via her shadow manipulation and the skill at large, would generate a gaping hole in that half mile radius, leaving basically just a utterly huge crater in its place with her of course kind of vanishing on the
moment of impact and the explosion itself, the main question to most at this point at least probably being none other than “Just where the fuck did she go?” Well that question could be answered by a figure standing on a tree at the cusp of the new well, Massive HOLE in the ground which had already begun to be filled with cracks of lava, suit and god knows what else, which was precisely why she had with the grin widening to show full well that she had probably just gone off the deep end, she had begun to do something else, her hand raising up, and the sclera turning black in her eyes, she looked at the burn which was hissing in her stomach , and began to giggle in giddy glee, not in pain no she was enjoying this way too much to be in pain, however what happened was simple she had raised her sword and sheath, before she had essentially had kind of began to keep moving, her sword in her hand still however she was curious where this was going to lead too, in fact she just was having a ball at this point before she landed on a tall tree and then spoke her voice sounding drab, bored and monotone like some kind of demon or beast.

“..Yo are you still alive down there, if you are we should wrap this up ,don’t you think? I mean I can keep going but you seem to be slowing down in my eyes. Are you nearing your limit, already? “

Arabella asked slowly as she had raised her palm and the looked down at her stomach the wind blowing as literal lava was pouring out of the hole which extended god knows how deep, lava pooling for now while of course she was rubbing her tummy the burn on it still lingering as she had seemed to have her back expand, and her voice was beginning to actually turn darker eyes aglow while fangs extended her own grin wild and untamed.

“..I guess I can count this as the hit you needed to land on me, feel proud I am about to show you what it means to be a monster. So prepare yourself for what is coming, you may find it to be the last thing you ever see.”

Now it seemed like the night dropped 10 degree as smoke wasn’t clearing just yet, it was almost like with bated breath the world was holding still, hiding in the depths of darkness red eyes began to glow against the burning ember and hot coal like puffs that rose from a rapidly filling lava-lake. Her voice was slowly now rising into a witchy laugh, while of course her hand rose to lick blood off the blade who’s ever blood it tasted delicious and that made her crave more, however for now, cracking and the sound of breaking could be heard from her shoulder-blades. As if the blood was rising from her body splattering the tree behind her the giggle from her mouth died down, and turned into screams of pain, as shadows seemed to flow backwards for moments wings of bone seemed slowly to break from those shoulder-blades showing the width the stamina and all the amazement that Was a Umbra state Ascension for the sueki race, especially what could be the oldest of the sueki.

Her eyes opened the sclera black as the night itself and iris’s hued of the darkest vibrant red, bloody red you could say at the very least. While the night seemed to be boosted from its dull colors to the max, shadows lingering there however these eyes seemed to quest in the landscape looking for some riveting detail to fascinate on, of course though her body was trembling as blood ran down her back and from her eyes, this was honestly kind of like a first for her, and that’s why while she grinned wider, her eyes looked out to take in the world, as probably the world would find itself to be at this point at-least watching her , either with fright or with a bated breath that could not be tamed she honestly didn’t know for now, and nor did she really need to know she was just having fun.

Her canines grew in size and degree while her body trembled in delight it was of course strange to say the least that things like this had transpired , and by that I mean that she decided to keep her promise and ascend to the state of the damned, one that she honestly disliked due to how ugly it made her look all in all. Is this what a monster looked like in her finest, well monsters come in all different shapes and forms, so I guess it was fitting that a monster something like her would have a form that fit the monster she actually was, she cried in side before she had felt this pain, this sadness inside, the thing that could never be taken back. A stain that never would be healed, something that made her who she was, a sin to this planet. Something that was wanted by many to be dead, yet never wanted alive, something of course that had to be different to be strange, Yet if this thing had disappeared then possibly the world would have seen better days? Maybe none of this pain and this suffering would have happened, maybe .. everyone would have been happy, and free, happy and free.

With these heavy thoughts on her heart Arabella had stood up the rain thundering down as if it wanted to put out the fire, in this arctic wasteland the lava was heating everything up, giving it life and giving it shape, something or another which it hadn’t had in a while so yes in this snowy wasteland even some things rained, some things had the time to be born again, a world which was full of beauty of life, of death of many things that just couldn’t be fully explained. Yet isn’t that what makes life itself so great? That sense of the unknown that knocks on the door waiting for everything to be brought to a close?.. That thing from which our heart thumps with adrenaline, thumps with fright, with the sickening sweet nectar of fear? Is that not what makes us human, or makes us beast? Isn’t this what it means to be something something named a monster? A nightmare yet a lullaby ? Something that sings the sweet cords of the night yet yearns to see the day, that abyssal sunrise which will ultimately end everything? The sun which brings the eternal night to a close?

If such things could happen, was it possible monsters where people too? Monsters also where things that could be thought of as living as breathing as capable of being hurt, of being scarred without remorse. Beings capable of crying of living, of loving, of learning, of sharing, of caring? If humans could do it, then why couldn’t they too? Was there a problem with how they had lived their lives? Something that made them unable to be loved, to be cherished like every human every living thing generally wants to be? To be understood and not to be forgotten?.. To be able to learn.. and to live.. to be able to cry.. and to sing.. To be able to live with someone else, someone who understands your feelings? Is that so bad, is it a sin to want to be understood for what you are and for who you are? Is it really that monsters exist or is it that the love for the known blots all everything else? And turns what is human into monsters not of the literal sense but ones of ridicule, ones that want to keep to themselves? Ones that want to be ontop, ontop for all to see.

Part 2 :

The anger that built up over the years in her bossom it was uncontainable, unstoppable the rage against humans, and humanity in general. How dare they keep her in the shadows, how dare they stop things that needed, no that wanted love. HOW dare they do these things to her, to keep her crying, to keep her alone, to keep her in the depths of hell. How could such weak things be so cruel, how could they do these things, and live with their actions? How could they sleep at night knowing what they had done? How could they dare to brand her a monster when they themselves had done such horrible things? Those who had killed those who had sinned, how dare they DARE to try to tell her what was okay, tell her what she was, tell her who she was. Brand her as a monster cause her to be hated, to be feared. Yet.. how dare she believe them to go along with the lie.. how dare she do these things.. without remorse without regret.. she.. listened to them thought them to be true, thought them to be right, for so long.. that is why she now looked up.. at the moon.

“..Why is it that the weak seek out the strong? Why is it that the strong are hated, why is it that legends are beings of unknown origins, beings that have been marked forever as monster for all eternity, how is this okay? Do we cry, do we bleed, do we sing? Do we dance, do we live, do we die, do we feel, do we love, do we hate? Do we know what it means to be hated? If we know all these things feel the same emotions they do, LOVE the same things that they do, why is it that they don’t understand that we are people, that we are not monsters why do humans have to be thick and moronic, so easily killed, so easily hated, so easily frightened, so easily impulsive, so easy to pull the trigger, so easy to ignore their own atrocities , the fact that these beings slaughter each other like they are all lambs trying to be wolves, it sickens me, it makes me want to wretch it makes me want to kill them, kill every last one of them .

So why!?! Why are they cherished why are they favored with the day, and loved like kin by everyone, why are such weak beings protected from everything else, why is it that they feel like they must be protected, why do I feel like I want to protect my enemy.. Why do I feel like if I killed them it would be a sin? That if I did I would be no better than they are, is it pity ? Is it sympathy, is it the fact that everything before me has died at their hands? How .. even with that being the case how how!?! Did I . . How did i come to want to protect them, what kind of sick person wants to protect who brought genocide to their race?. . . Who wants to do a thing like that? Who and why would someone be so just plain stupid to do such a thing.. I don’t get it, I must be sick in the head for wanting to do such a thing, yet.. However why do these feelings feelings locked up deep inside keep persisting.. Why do I lust for blood.. and hide from the sun.. a entity that I never will be able to see. . .

Why.. was I born like I was in this damnable eternal night? Was it pity, was it the feeling of remorse, or was it the acceptance and the fear of death? Something that everyone and everything experiences, no matter what happens, everyone experiences a fear of the unknown. . . Yet.. however isn’t this what brings us all together? Death and what comes after in this world is not a mystery.. it is however the final death. . . That is what brings us the most feeling of fright, the trembling in our hearts something that cannot be undone, cannot be hidden, cannot be masked. Its primal instinct.. to be afraid of death so why, Why can’t I get this out of my head why can I not . . . Shake this pain and this eternal remorse, the feeling of mixed souls, two battle one living why am I stuck like this In this eternal night… Why must I live this way. . Why must I want to die yet have not the courage to bring myself to end it all. . . Yet why am I compelled.. above all else.

Above all else in this world, at this moment in this time, to make you bleed to make you cry to make you regret meeting me. . . Even though you have been kind and fun , even though you have made me feel emotion once more. . .Is that it? Is it that you made me feel emotion, something that I hate something that makes me cry, something that unlocks the damn, something that made me a wreck .Something so detestable me, cry? Me regret? Me hate? Me lust? Me envy? Why is it that these emotions where brought about why has meeting you made me so human, made me feel like this.. . Made me feel like the monster inside is rumbling, I just wanted to be alone, hiding in the dawn which never came, I wanted to be heartless forever, yet Why is it that you a detestable being, looking so alike what I hate acting like they do, wearing a mask of humanity Why did it have to be you, it makes me sick, it makes me want to scream, it makes me want to cry DAMNIT yet I also feel like if I killed.. you.. if I made you run away and hate me, I might go back to how I once was.. all this pain.. it would go away.. don’t hate me .. I don’t want to be hated.. yet I don’t want to be hurt anymore either. . . Stupid.. Right?”

Arabella’s voice came out it was kind of bitter sweet tears of blood running down her face, her hair obscuring her eyes, as her hand gripped slowly her katana, one on the handle one on the blade, dragging slowly as if unsheathing it her hand down the katana, it seemed to begin to glow to burn to kind of explode, black shadows full of her 600 years of hatred, amassing her blade was bubbling up, her anger quivering saturating it, with envy with malice with hatred with shame, with confusion with everything that made her human, something bubbled up slowly from the depths of what was once a katana, slowly forming from the shadows of her heart, forged from her humanly emotions, you could say it was taking shape, her eyes hidden as she Grit her teeth slowly, quivering as her wings folded around her.

“..Why.. WHY damnit!?!?!?!?!?!AHHHHEAH…UAAAAAHA HAAAAUAAAAAA”..

Screams punctuating the night, memories flooding her body shaking it was like a beast was being unleashed, shadows all converging around the blade, as she seemed to finally snap, her façade gone murmurs rippling from her lips, going down her mouth, flowing out with blood, with all the hatred for everything human for her confusion for the pain for the suffering, she felt everything snapping as the kind of strange weapon was growing, shadows staining her arms and drenching down, while her screams seemed to be one of pain, one of anger one of malice, one of complete and utter hatred, Everything seemed to be getting worse, if anything much worse there was nothing that probably could be done, nothing that could stop what was about to happen now, as her mind was fragmented in her confusion and pain, was this honestly what it meant to feel human? Was this what it meant to cry in the dead of night? Such trivial emotions, why did they have to exist? Why did that have to make her cry so hard.. make her regret her existence so very much. Everything was going to the dogs so to speak . . . . .

“Form the shadow.. Make it strong.. Make it hard.. make it deadly.. make it strong.. make it hard.. make it deadly.. Form the shadow, make it strong , make it hard make it deadly, make it strong.. strong… Deadly, it must be strong, it must get stronger, and remain stronger, it must grow and linger it must get a lot stronger, strong enough to stop.. this pain, it must .. .get stronger, .. more strength it must get stronger strong enough to end.. all this pain.. “

Shadows stretched shadows screamed shadows cried, the damned would weep, and a weapon itself that was taking shape slowly seemed to grow in size, and linger in monstrous shape, condensing around the sword itself, it seemed to be focusing , energy was lingering, the sheath long forgotten the black resonance taking place like the world was going crazy, it was strength raw strength and rage rage of 600 years of being alone being oppressed which fueled this fire, as the blade seemed to corrupt the katana slowly glowing, as shadow rupture exploded outwards it seemed like the ground had begun shaking before detonation from the massive concentrations of energy present, it was as if she had been focusing the complete potential of her blade.. it was harnessing this strength this power.. raw power..

Slowly fog exploded outwards from the cold night air hitting lava, as the explosion hit, her determination and will power causing the largest shadow rupture yet, or something like it, from a sudden random Spike in energy, while of course rocks had been thrown into the upper atmosphere not quite from high strength but because of the fact shadow rupture is like a underground volcano, blood saturating her arms … shadows of the blade devouring the blood giving it shape giving it purpose, and giving it size, mass quality quantity you could say that the blade itself fully now was immersed in shadows having combined Way of veiled slashes condensed it and focused it using shadow manipulation, she had pushed her shadow manipulation to the absolute limits, and consequentially it seemed that blood was smoking from the energy exertion as her horns had finished growing wings of shadow and bone curled around her frame, utterly curled around her frame in the epitome of a bad dream they seemed to be hit by the explosion rocks battering and smashing into bone to no general avail.

The words slowly rose from the bottom of her lips, while the whole area seemed to be still hissing, wings creaking apart, rubble falling away from her form, as black smoke rose into the air, as she had forced her shadow techniques beyond their limit through her pure rage, and had given birth to something new, the blade was swirling with black shadow dissipating off of it, creating a smoke that lingered around the katana’s blade, which was now black as the handle itself. And slowly her hand held the katana, blood running from her body from such a exhertion yet she was beyond caring at this point.. she was mad.. confused.. pissed and crazed however the one word that came from her mouth, in the native language of where she had practiced for so long, and in the nights of centuries that she studied there, the worlds vaguely easy to discern as Japanese at this point, her lips moving to say this name.. one probably that forever would be ingrained into her foe’s mind, lips moving words dancing at the corner of her lips, and those word are.

“Eien no yoru , “

Part 3:

“..You.. there, you man.. damn you for making me feel this way.. . . There is no going back you .. better be ready because the second I begin moving I will make you regret waking up this .. side of me.. It’s sad don’t you think?.. That you had to make me feel this way you had to stir and stoke the one thing inside of me, that will not go away.. quietly.. the one thing which might end your life.. or do you enjoy this? Do you enjoy the pain and misery that you inadvertently have caused me? Is it amusing to you, little kid, or is it that you wanted to see me go crazy.. you wanted to see me in pain you wanted to see me bleed huh? Is that it? You wanted me to go crazy and you’ve gotten that, however you may regret that you have gotten this side out of me, because there is no second chances. There is no do overs, this is the only life you have correct?... Well if that’s the case then.. I hope you are ready for this . . . Because you might end up in the gutter.

You know.. you make me feel very weird.. there is nothing I can say here.. other then what have you done to me? . . You have made me feel very strange, and very .. very weird.. I dislike this feeling it makes me sick to my stomach. Why did it have to happen like this? I don’t know but you might know, so please let me know, why did you make me feel like this? What did you have to gain from this if I may ask you? Fun? Glory? Or something else, please.. let me know. . . You might be wondering why you are the unluckiest guy in the world.. well I guess you could say that is because I’m about to make you regret ever meeting me.. I will make you regret this encounter entirely, I will… Harm you I will make you regret making me feel like this, you.. Little … pest.. I don’t know why I don’t know how but.. you have made me feel human I dislike feeling human, it makes me want to retch and cry in my sleep, it makes me want to run off and huddle into a corner.

Kill.. kill I will kill humans.. if it’s the last thing I do.. I will kill whats human inside me as well.. You have.. woken my human instincts.. I hate these instincts they do nothing but cause pain, and cause misery, they do nothing but harming, not helping. They do nothing but kill not revive, what is the point having them in the first place.. .. I still don’t get it I don’t get it at all.. yet I don’t want to get it.. I feel like this whole thing is going to be what was supposed to happen.. It doesn’t matter to me I guess it happened so it happened, there is very little I can do about it now. Don’t you think that I feel like I wanted it to be this way?.. Do you think im crazy little one?.. Arguably.. in my 600 years on this earth.. I have felt pain and misery.. envy and shame.. but you have made me feel sick to my stomach.. you still try.. so hard to harm someone that you will probably never reach. . . Yet why do you still try? What is the point perhaps of trying so hard? “

She had yet to get up, and was on her knee’s still, she seemed to be like shit.. her knee’s buckled and her lips moving as she spoke, however the sword.. the new katana seemed to be smoking in the twilight.. glowing with shadows a beacon of her hatred and her feelings, as the massive pain in her body was enough to make her puke blood from generating something on the scale of her new blade.. But she seemed to not care.. she still was forcing herself to stand up, she was looking directly at the foe, and.. Basically what could be said right now, was .. Well she was in the mood to murder something there was very little that could be said other then she wanted to.. kill she wanted to end, and rip limb from limb, and kill kill and kill some more, but right now slowly she was beginning to feel her wings extend, twitching open inch from inch, her hand the free one slowly coming up to grab her face.. as the frown slowly was moving her lips saying more words from them, this time though they seemed to be in Japanese.. . Not in the normal tongue..

“Anata ga tsuyoi ni mo kakawarazu, watashi wa saishū-teki ni subete no kono itami, soshite tondemo nai akogare kara watashi no tamashī o torinozoku tame ni, anata o korosudeshou. Watashi wa mōichido watashi no naka de ningen-sei o pāji shimasu.Node, watashi wa hoshikunai.. Son'nani warui kizutsuke.”

English translation: “"even though you are strong, i will ultimately kill you, to rid my soul from all this pain, and unholy longing. i will purge the humanity inside me once more.. because i dont want.. to hurt so bad."

Japanese text: “あなたが強いにもかかわらず、私は最終的にすべてのこの痛み、そしてとんでもない憧れから私の魂を取り除くために、あなたを殺すでしょう。私はもう一度私の中で人間性をパージします。ので、私はほしくない..そんなに悪い傷つけ。”

With those words Arabella seemed to slowly allow her lips to move a unholy giggling kind of bubbling from her mouth, the frown lingering as her lips moved once again, more Japanese language coming out of her mouth as she continued to speak in the language that was her homeland for so many years after the great blood purge.

” Sore ga amarini mo osokatta mae ni mada watashi wa anata no fukō wa anata ni jibun jishin o eta mono o manabu koto ga dekinai tame ni anata o dōjō”

Japanese text: それがあまりにも遅かった前にまだ私はあなたの不幸はあなたに自分自身を得たものを学ぶことができないためにあなたを同情

English translation: “yet i pity you for your misfortune being unable to learn what you got yourself into before it was much too late”

Her mouth slowly moved into a smile though as the bubbling laughter took over yet again, her insanity seeming to have absolutely no bounds in the current situation, the katana in her other hand and her free hand on her face as she just began to giggle spastically and sickeningly before her lips moved speaking once more in Japanese as if someone had thrown on a switch inside her, turning her native language back on, well the one that was native after the first few hundred years of being in japan , these words flowing with grace that only came from speaking it for so long, it had verbal perfection in every word, just showing that she definitively was something that was.. old.. and also fucking bat shit insane at the moment, before her lips moved.. slowly saying a single word over and over. . . like a broken record.

“".. Futatabi byōki byōki wa anata o aishi, anata o korosu, mada byōki ni anata o korosu, watashi wa anata o korosu toki ni byōki o nejikonde, watashi wa anata no kokoro o rippingu shi, kore made ni anata no o shiri ni wa Ni~Tsu no hikari o kanjiru koto wa arimasen koto o, sore o tsukidasu, I Ishi.. Anata o hozon shi, anata o korosanaiga, anata wa watashi ni ereba.. Byōki anata ni tonikaku korosu.. Anata wa watashi o teishi shita baai, watashi wa anata o korosudeshou.. Anata wa yakusoku sukoshi po petto o yaburu baai, watashi wa anata o korosudeshou, watashi wa kore o kika sete wa kesshite arimasen.. 1 Wa iku.. Mu.. Watashi wa jinrui ga watashi o nokoshi semasen.. Watashi wa sore ga sono muimina mite mimashou made.. Sore wa riyū ga nakatta koto o.. Koko ni iru.”

Japanese text: "..再び病気病気はあなたを愛し、あなたを殺す、まだ病気にあなたを殺す、私はあなたを殺すときに病気をねじ込んで、私はあなたの心をリッピングし、これまでにあなたのお尻には日の光を感じることはありませんことを、それを突き出す、I意志..あなたを保存し、あなたを殺さないが、あなたは私に得れば..病気あなたにとにかく殺す..あなたは私を停止した場合、私はあなたを殺すでしょう..あなたは約束少しポペットを破る場合、私はあなたを殺すでしょう、私はこれを聞かせては決してありません.. 1は行く..無..私は人類が私を残しせません..私はそれがその無意味な見てみましょうまで..それは理由がなかったことを..ここにいる。

English translation: “..Ill kill you , ill love you, yet ill kill you, ill screw you when I kill you, I will rip your heart out and shove it so far up your ass that you will never feel the light of day again, I will .. save you and not kill you, but if you get in my.. ill kill you anyways.. I will kill you if you stop me.. I will kill you if you break your promise little poppet, I will never let this .. one go.. no.. I will not let my humanity leave me.. until I let it see that its pointless.. that it had no reason.. to be here.”

These words and much more had been flowing around her lips almost dancing like daggers as slowly she had begun to stand up, blood running from her body, though shadows had been coming from the sword while slowly arabella didn’t look at him yet but began to move, vanishing directly into the shadows, and then bursting out hardening a platform of shadows right above the lava, simply put she was slowly standing in the bottom of the pit of lava, or on top of it her hand gripping the katana handle tighter and tighter, as if she was going utterly insane, and when I say that I do mean utterly insane here nothing more nothing less then that. Absolutely nothing more and less then that.

Part 4:

" Anata o yoshi.. Anata wa, gēmu o purei shimasu ka?.. Anata wa aisa retaidesu ka?.. Anata wa watashitoisshoni purē shitai, sate anata wa sore o eru.. Anata wa sore o mo~tsu te.. Anata wa sore o kōkai suru. Shikashi, anata wa watashitoisshoni kono gēmu o purei suru koto ni naru.. Sono yoba kakurenbo wa, anata ga kakurete iru hitotsuda ne mi.. To IM cho Anata o mitsukeru tame ni wanode, anata wa yoriyoi junbi ga dekite.. Nazenara watashi wa anata o mitsuketa toki.. Anata wa sore o kōkai sa remasu... Anata wa, osoraku himeiyakedo nigeru... Koko ni kurushi taisa remasu.. Watashi wa anata ga kono yakan o o tanoshimi kudasai.. Gēmu.. "

Japanese Text:"あなたをよし..あなたは、ゲームをプレイしますか？..あなたは愛されたいですか？..あなたは私と一緒にプレーしたい、さてあなたはそれを得る..あなたはそれを持って..あなたはそれを後悔する。しかし、あなたは私と一緒にこのゲームをプレイすることになる..その呼ばかくれんぼは、あなたが隠れている一つだね見..とIMちょあなたを見つけるためにはので、あなたはより良い準備ができて..なぜなら私はあなたを見つけたとき..あなたはそれを後悔されます...あなたは、おそらく悲鳴やけど逃げる...ここに来るしたいされます..私はあなたがこの夜間をお楽しみください..ゲーム.. "

English translation: “Alright you.. you like to play games?.. You want to be loved?.. You want to play with me, well you get it.. you got it.. you will regret it.. But you will get to play this game with me.. Its called hide and seek, you see you’re the one that is hiding.. and im going.. To find you so you better be ready.. because when I find you.. You will be regretting it… You probably will be wanting to scream and run away but… Here I come.. I hope you enjoy this nightly.. game..”

Now what happened was blood began to pool from her back, something growing as everything seemed to change, the game was different? But exactly what was different.. well you see the fact was her back was bulging as her grin widened, the grin widening was a tell-tale sign that everything was about to go to shit, the fact was that probably wasn’t even going to cover half the shit that was about to go on, not by a long shot. As her skin was contorting bones snapping pain forming around her it seemed like she was going to blow up, but heads began to peel from her body, shadows taking the bits of blood and heads.

From there they began to rapidly expand outwards, as if it was the recreation of her body, wings beginning first slowly forming as her grin widened, the laugh was coming extremely high in pitch, her head being thrown back eyes turning into those tiny narrow pin pricks, while of course this amount of time hadn’t been much but, the fact was this whole time the explosion and fall out might make it hard to come close to her . as now of course she was also giving him time to get ready, as of course her back was bulging expanding, exploding, it seemed clones where next, starting with the torso’s they began to form, but they where MUCH more than any normal clone itself, no these seemed to be so realistic you could go out and touch them, and they wouldn’t vanish, in essence these where two perfect dopples of her. But because of all her rage, she had put more than the normal amount of blood in them and more than the normal amount of energy in them so about they held a fourth of her energy each, yet in her state this wasn’t bugging her that much, she was too far gone to notice.

-Part 5:

These clones seemed to slowly make a triangle one to her left side one to her right, all of them racing different directions but each one seemed to have something strange going as mouth’s moved out of sync it seemed like each one had to say something or another, in Japanese of course since when she had gone off the deep end it seemed that she had entirely begun to speak only specifically in Japanese, a weird side affect which probably would be tough to fully explain without some serious research on anyones part, in short maybe a mental break down?

As.. this happened the arabella looked up slowly, her eyes scanning the now destroyed and shattered field her eyes narrowing as of course it seemed to be the case that her clones in the time she was observing had begun to independently make Katana’s of their own, these shadow blades inferior but still pretty dangerous in general, mimicry to its finest in terms of how they all looked, and seemed to behave at the same exact time in general. Arabella’s lips themselves had begun to move as she of course was this time speaking.

Arabella would say: " Anata wa doko ni ari, watashi wa kono bakuhatsu to sōran no naka de gimon ni omou.. Anata ga okonatta basho wa, hidari ni wa.. Matawa, migi ni wa.. Anata wa tashika ni anata ga sentaku suru erabu koto doku wa nanidesunode, watashitachi no 3, soshite anata no hitotsu wa, soko ni aru yō ni, tōku o shutoku suru tsumori wanai jikkō shite iru baai anata ga doko made watashitachi to issho ni asobu, detekurudetekuru, wareware wa yakusoku ? Watashi wa tada watashi o shitte mimashou.. Tokui.. Watashi wa nanika o tsubusu koto ga dekimasu.. Sō geretsuna.. Mada arimasen'node, kawairashī.. Doko ni itta no po petto ni kuru? "

Japanese text: "あなたはどこにあり、私はこの爆発と騒乱の中で疑問に思う..あなたが行った場所は、左には..または、右には..あなたは確かにあなたが選択する選ぶこと毒は何ですので、私たちの3、そしてあなたの一つは、そこにあるように、遠くを取得するつもりはない実行している場合あなたがどこまで私たちと一緒に遊ぶ、出てくる出てくる、我々は約束？私はただ私を知ってみましょう..得意..私は何かをつぶすことができます..そう下劣な..まだありませんので、かわいらしい..どこに行ったのポペットに来る？ "

English translation: “Where are you, I wonder within this explosion and mayhem.. where have you gone, are you to the left.. or are you to the right.. come out come out where ever you are, play with us, we promise if you run you’re certainly not going to get far, as there is three of us, and one of you, so what is the poison that you pick to choose? Let me know I am just.. elated.. that I can crush something.. so vile.. yet so endearing.. come on poppet where did you go? “
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- While this was going on clone one.. the one to her right seemed to be searching slowly around the landscape much like the original was. However to the naked eye it would be nearly impossible to tell these beings apart, which was why as she of course opened her own mouth she had begun to speak with authority and almost taunting and teasing jibes which found a way to just entirely saturate her voice without much of a problem, instead it made her seem possibly like she was the real one, as you see all her clones the two at-least looked identical to her, and as such. Also they could act and think like her and work separately without any guidance from the original which is why clone one, had begun to speak as well, with some lingering amusement and kind of testy strange feeling about her in general.

" Po petto sā, naze anata wa shite kudasai, sono anata no shinde soko ni watashi ni oshiete inai saisei sa renai? Watashi wa ikutsu ka no chūi ga hitsuyōdearu koto o koko ni soko no san'nin no josei o imi shi, anata wa watashitachi ga tan'ni mazushī aru ka tokidoki shitte imasu ka?.. Mā.. Watashitachi wa ikutsu ka no shōsai o manguru koto ga dekiru yō ni, wareware wa, anata ga detekuru shi, saisei suru hitsuyō ga.. Sono kōheide wanai? Watashi wa anata wa watashitachi ga kono yō ni naru koto ga nakatta to iu imi wa, subete no gurotesuku to kono katachi de minikui.. Kono fōmu ga miryoku shitte iru.. Dewa, naze anata wa watashitachi wa sore ni kyōsei shimashita ka? Matawa sore wa anata ga monsutāfechi ka nanika o motte sukina kotodeshou ka? Hakkiri itte irunode, anata wa watashitachi ga rirīsu shiyo dare saigo no jikan ni kaishi suru yō ni mieta. Sore koto o, anata wa watashitachi ga jissai ni aru monsutā ni watashitachi o yūkō ni shiyou to shite iru nodesu ka? Matawa watashi wa zutto koko ni sukoshi amarini mo kore o totte imasu? Watashi wa kōeida to iu imidesuga, watashi wa anata ga shitte iru ko no yōna gēmu o purei-girai? "

Japanese text: "ポペットさあ、なぜあなたはしてください、そのあなたの死んでそこに私に教えていない再生されない？私はいくつかの注意が必要であることをここにそこの三人の女性を意味し、あなたは私たちが単に貧しいあるかときどき知っていますか？..まあ..私達はいくつかの詳細をマングルことができるように、我々は、あなたが出てくるし、再生する必要が..その公平ではない？私はあ

なたは私たちがこのようになることがなかったという意味は、すべてのグロテスクとこの形で醜い..このフォームが魅力知っている..では、なぜあなたは私たちはそれに強制しましたか？

またはそれはあなたがモンスターフェチか何かを持って好きなことでしょうか？はっきり言っているので、あなたは私たちがリリースしよだれ最後の時間に開始するように見えた。それことを、あなたは私たちが実際にあるモンスターに私たちを有効にしようとしているのですか？または私はずっとここに少しあまりにもこれを取っています？私は光栄だという意味ですが、私はあなたが知っているこのようなゲームをプレイ嫌い？ "

English translation: “Come on poppet, why don’t you play please don’t tell me that your dead up there? I mean there’s three women here that want some attention, and you know how sometimes we just are needy?.. Well.. we need you to come out and play so we can mangle you some more.. isn’t that fair? I mean you did cause us to become like this, all grotesque and ugly in this form.. you know this form is unattractive.. So why did you force us into it?

Or is it that you like have a monster fetish or something? Because quite honestly you seemed to begin to drool last time we released. Is that it, you’re trying to turn us into the monster we really are? Or am I taking this Slightly too far here? I mean I’m flattered but, I dislike playing games like this you know? “

That was said while clone one of course had begun to continue to formulate a plan in her mind, you see while each clone was a clone, as explained above They are smart and can think pretty clearly for themselves, which is precisely why as clone one had looked around the destroyed landscape she was taking in the new rather destroyed terrain, and also trying to see if anything was still alive up there anyways since this wouldn’t be any fun if the foe had gone and utterly died on her now, I mean she had just decided to take the foe seriously which was why she had done all this, atleast in clone 1’s mind this was kind of ridiculous that after she released , or bothered to be so kind to him, he seemed atleast from her vantage point, to be either Missing in Action, or something else, she had absolutely no clue in hell where he was or where the hell he had gone, which did seem to bother her a great deal, to say the least, and that was the honest to goodness truth of the matter.

“hmm just where the hell has he decided to run off to?” Clone 1 thought.

".. Anata ga tastically hijōshikina batto wa, mairu no hankei-nai kamikaze subete ni hitsuyō to iu imi ka, koko made ikanai iku riyū dakede kuso kami anata ga futatabi watashi ga jeesh imi korosa subete kaketa kamo shiremasen.. Soredemo, sore wa tanoshīdesu.. Kono yō ni sa rete, watashi wa fuman wanai.. Watashi wa o ni-ri no koto wa shiranai ga, 1tsu no tame ni, watashi wa ika no yō ni kanjite imasu.. Watashitachiha, kore ga appu suru kōsoku rappu suru hitsuyō ga arimasu. "

Japanese text: "..あなたがtastically非常識なバットは、マイルの半径内神風すべてに必要という意味か、ここまで行かない行く理由だけでクソ神あなたが再び私がjeesh意味殺さすべてかけたかもしれません..それでも、それは楽しいです..このようにされて、私は不満はない..私はお二人のことは知らないが、1つのために、私は以下のように感じています..私たちは、これがアップする高速ラップする必要があります。 "

English translation: “..God damnit you might have over killed everything again I mean jeesh just because you go bat tastically insane doesn’t mean you need to kamikaze everything within the mile radius or go this far.. but still it is fun .. being like this I have no complaints.. I don’t know about you two but I for one am feeling like.. we should wrap this up fast. “
After saying this clone one looked in the direction of clone two, and seemed to almost as if she was taunting clone two with a sly look had said some simple words which yet had a lot of weight to them to say the least.

" Anata wa watashitoisshoni dōi shite wa ikenai? "

Japanese text: "あなたは私と一緒に同意してはいけない？"

English translation: "Dont you agree with me?"

Of course clone two had been aswell scanning the general area, but she had stopped slowly with her own eyes looking back at clone one, the lingering kind of strangeness about arabella looking at herself like that probably would be a novelty to the foe, but, again in the Japanese language it seemed of course that Clone two replied with an equally as short simple yet profoundly powerfull kind of answer which seemed to sum up a lot of hidden meaning yet kept it within around a line at maximum.

" Katsute wa watashi wa arimasen"

Japanese text: "かつては私はありません"

English Translation: “For once I do. “

After that was said, clone two had looked away from clone one and begun slowly to look around the top of the crater allowing herself to pucker her lips as she debated the possibilities of just in short all the random things that she could probably get away with doing here, at large but then exhaling she too returned to the position which she could see a wide radius and react quickly, hard density shadows lingering on their feet and allowing them of course to stay standing on the lava, but due to the odd way clone two and one had been made, they where more like living things then actual clones.Anyways slowly with a bored voice Clone 2 said.

" Kare wa tatakau tame ni okotte iru watashitachi wa kanojo no mago ga tōchaku suru tame ni o bāchan no yō ni matte inai, koko de tatakau koto ga dekirudarou to omotta..., Watashi ga imi suru, matawa kare ga Umino wa eien ni soko ni kakusa rete, watashi ni okotte iru? Watashi wa, wareware o okonau eien ni koko ni motteinai imidesu ka? Watashi wa mada, watashi wa tabun ni motte irushi, kono koreijō gaman shitakunainode, sukunakutomo watashi wa, inai negatte imasu. Watashi wa omoshiro gatte kita.. To" machigainaku ikite iru baai, watashi wa negatte kare wa watashi o kiku koto ga dekimasu watashi wa soko ni doko ka ni kakurete iru sukoshi gaichū o kansha shinakereba naranai, sonotame ni tanoshimi o motte ita”

Japanese text: "彼は戦うために起こっている私たちは彼女の孫が到着するためにおばあちゃんのように待っていない、ここで戦うことができるだろうと思った...、私が意味する、または彼が海野は永遠にそこに隠されて、私に起こっている？私は、我々を行う永遠にここに持っていない意味ですか？私はまだ、私は多分に持っているし、このこれ以上我慢したくないので、少なくとも私は、いない願っています。私は面白がってきた..と "間違いなく生きている場合、私は願って彼は私を聞くことができます私はそこにどこかに隠れている少し害虫を感謝しなければならない、そのために楽しみを持っていた

English translation: “..I thought we would be fighting here, not waiting like grandma for her grandkids to arrive, I mean is he going to fight or is he going to I unno be hidden up there for eternity? I mean we don’t have forever here do we? Atleast I hope not, since I don’t want to put up with this any more then I possibly have to, yet.. I have been amused.. and had fun, for that I have to thank the little pest that is hiding somewhere up there undoubtedly if alive I hope HE CAN HEAR ME”

With that said Clone 2 was also finally ready for battle the strange thing being that of course this whole situation was weird as hell, I mean their was 3 of her now, and she was fully released. The real question was. . Well what would come out of this? .. Only time could tell.

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Sun Oct 04, 2015 10:53 am

✖| Clean Up Time!! |✚

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It's been 2014 or even before that!
There for I will be locking this thread, feel free to revisit this and keep on reading!