Slamming open the door from the Senkaimon, Murasakino Okami rushed out into the depths of Karakura Town, desperately trying to acquire the scent of her sensei. This bustling cityscape was vast, and there were bound to be multiple directions that she could be in. There was no telling where to start, and the young wolf had no idea or semblance of a clue as of to what Akane's mission was. She was sent out very unceremoniously, as it was a high priority mission at the time. This worried Saki, as she couldn't tell what state she would find her potentially former comrade in.
It was evident that the city had been a mess following whatever had happened while the Soul Society was locked down. There was still a multitude of construction points throughout the city as the 2nd Division Wolf made her way through the streets of Karakura Town. For the most part, however, it seemed as if life had gotten back to normal, all things considered. Humans were a resilient bunch, that was for sure. Saki was always astounded as to how quick they could bounce back and recover from any disaster they were subjected to. She guessed that's why the Soul Cycle wasn't flooded with more souls than normal after any disaster.
However, none of that mattered right now. Saki was here on a mission, and while she didn't agree with the subject matter of it, she had to at least locate Akane and find out why she was considered Rogue. It bothered her. Something wasn't right, and her instincts were normally on point with these situations. Not much made it past the wolf girl's senses, and this reeked of foul play. It was only going to be a matter of time until she was able to find her Sensei. Then, she would figure out what was really going on, why this mission was even brought about in the first place. She would learn what was going on, and then someone would pay!
Having made her way through the downtown area of Karakura Town, Saki was coming up to the Residential District. There were several strong Reiatsu signatures ahead, so Saki had to make sure she was going to be able to slip by unnoticed. There wasn't any room for error now. She had to be able to complete her mission unimpeded, even if that meant that it wasn't going to be completed to the 2nd Division Captain's standards.
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[EXIT TO KARAKURA RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT]
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2020 5:39 pm
Odric Kaylen Eldeghast
Reiatsu 111 | Speed 20 | Strength 5 | Defense 20 | Stamina 5 | Intelligence 16 | Spiritual Power 50 Odric exits the Senkaimon in the center of Karakura town and looks around. He has been here a few times while training in the academy. He looks around the area, trying to get his bearings in this place he barely knew, and thought about what the book said. It had mentioned possible Jokaisho Shard location, and there were several that should be in this town. He tries to connect the locations described in the book with what is around him. It appears the town has changed a lot since the book had been written. Odric wandering in several directions before he was able to line up the town with the book’s description. He immediately sets off in the direction of the cemetery. He would gain this power, and use it to destroy hollows and other threats to the living.
Health 125/125 | Spirit Energy 70/70 | Clarity 16 | Movement Speed 20
Word Count for Post: 139 x 2 = 278 Word Count Total for Character: 5,754
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Okami Sasori
Except a white scorpion tail instead of the wolf tail.
Sasori returns back to the center of town, the place that he had originally entered through his Garganta to come to. This would be a fitting place to leave from. Like using the same door you entered through to leave. He has decided that this place wasn’t as interesting right now as he had hoped it would be. Maybe in a little more time it something with entertainment value would happen, and he can return to watch when it happens. He thought about where in Hueco Mundo he should go. He has heard of two places of interest. One was a city a group of hollows were building. Another was a place for training in fighting, but in Hueco Mundo. He decides to visit the second place first, to see who might be using it. That could be of some interest.
[Exits to Carnage Halls]
Health 375/375 | Spirit Energy 125/125 | Clarity 45 | Movement Speed 80
Word Count for Post: 141 x 3 = 423 Word Count Total for Character: 6,535
Ikari wanders around the center of Karakura Town, people watching. He had left his gigai in a bed in his apartment, so the majority of people couldn’t see him. Only the spiritually sensitive would have any idea he was there. Anyone that can see him would likely be disturbed by the large grin on his face. It wasn’t the grin of someone with all of their marbles. He moves from group to group in a way that can only be described as flitting. After moving between several groups, he gets bored and moves to a bench and sits upon it. He then makes a gun with his fingers and starts ‘firing’ it at random people.
Health 275/275 | Spirit Energy 110 | Clarity 40 | Movement Speed 40
Word Count for Post: 115*2 = 230 Word Count Total for Character: 2,567
Eventually, Ikari bores of pretending to kill people. He looks around to see if he can see any Shinigami before he acts. Seeing none in the immediate area, he decides to entertain himself. He holds his hands out, and uses a technique he had learned to combine two kido into one casting. “Ruler, the mask of blood and flesh, all things in the universe that fly, that which names all! In the name of truth and temperance, dig your claws into the wall of sinless dreams! Hadou #33 Blue Firefall! Oh ruler, the mask of flesh and blood, all creations of the universe, fluttering of the wings, ye who bears the name of man! On the wall of blue flame, etch a twin lotus. In the abyss of great fire, a scorching sun awaits. Hadou #66 Twin Lotus Blue Firefall!” He laughs as the humans freaked out as two of their number turn into burnt corpses seemingly out of nowhere. He then draws his zanpakuto and gets ready to cause more carnage. He also reviews in his mind what kido he might want to use to achieve this.
Health 275/275 | Spirit Energy 102/110 | Clarity 40 | Movement Speed 40
Word Count for Post: 188*2=376 Word Count Total for Character: 2,943
Every casual stroll without a real destination would lead to something that needed to be found. In this circumstance, a sudden engulfment of blue flame to which burnt multiple civilians to cinders would immediately come across Joker's line of vision as his eyes widen involuntarily. "What in the hell..? Is it a monster? Or did people suddenly igniting aflame become a normal thing for this area?" He asks himself, as he quickly begins moving forwards towards the burnt corpses, his gray eye scanning over the area quickly as he attempts to figure out who could have done such a thing. He was expecting to see a Hollow, or something else of a more sinister nature. Yet all that came into his line of sight was a single male with a sword held in their hand and seemingly preparing for something. He couldn't entirely decide if they were a concerned citizen, or a being bent towards violence, up until eh had gotten close enough to see the twisted smile that was spread across their lips. "Well.. I wasn't expecting this, that's for sure." Joker says as he frowns and immediately conjured the silvery 50 caliber hand gun into his hand, the black grip seeming to generate from his quincy cross itself in order to create the gun. With a steady grip, he whips his arm upwards and fires a single bullet of condensed reiatsu energy to which takes the appearance of something almost resembling an arrow directly at the male holding the sword, before even fully grasping their true intentions. If they were evil, he would remove them. If they were good, they can come to terms after stating their intentions. Either way, it was safer to strike first and ask questions later.
Ikari becomes aware of someone staring straight at him, just before a gun appears in their hand and they fire at him. Out of reflex, he flings out a hand and casts another kido without the incantation this time. “Bakudou #81: Danku!” A shimmering barrier pops into existence in front of him and deflects the shot before disappearing. “Hmm. You can see me. But you are human…I got it. You must be a Quincy! I had heard they had been wiped out. As well as that they used bows. Apparently multiple things I have been taught were incorrect. This could be fun.” His grin grows wider as he readies his blade and charges, slashing once he gets close enough to Joker with a simple strike, testing his defenses.
Health 272/275 | Spirit Energy 95/110 | Clarity 40 | Movement Speed 40
Word Count for Post: 128*2.5= 320 Word Count Total for Character: 2,887
Actions
Defense Action: Cast Bakudou #81: Danku with Bougyoudo #99: Incantation Bypass. Defensive Power = 50 (SP) + 35 - 5 = 80 Enemy Attack Power = 45 Takes minimum damage of 3 Costs 6+1=7 SE Attack Action: Attacks with sword without using a technique or anything. Attack Speed = 40 Attack Power = 50
Well s**t. Seems even a surprise attack wasn't exactly a surprise against this peculiar opponent. With them using some sort of barrier to block the attack and then dashing forwards, Joker had only a moment to fully grasp what was going on, as he quickly readjusts the aim of his weapon onto the direction of his charging opponent. It was a mighty good thing that he had trained well enough in both close and ranged fighting styles, due to his advancement in the style known as Gun Kata he both rapidly shifted his body to the side, as he ducks passed his new opponent and onto their right side. His right hand holding his spiritual weapon gun aiming just under his left arm while he moved before he pulls back the trigger and fires a single shot at his opponent Joker's head turned fully to look at his opponent as the round of holy energy is aimed for his opponents central mass. Although they were close in proximity, his opponent may be able to notice the subtle difference in the type of attack he had shot this time. Joker aiming to lower his opponents defenses with a Disabling Round instead of simply do damage like he had the first time.
// Gun Kata Fighting Style: +3 Offense. +2 Defense.
Ikari takes the shot, clearly not caring that it looked different compared to the previous attack. Instead of defending, he stops and reorients himself. He then holds his sword out perpendicular to his body before chanting another pair of kido. “Spirit of Valor, grant me strength! Bougyoudo #24: Ryukin! Spirit of Shielding; grant me your protection! Bougyoudo #25: Deband!" He managed to dodge my first attack. Guess I need to attack quicker this time. He then drops into a sprinter’s starting stance, then surges forward faster than a blink with greater force than before, his sword aimed for his opponent’s chest.
Health 247/275 | Spirit Energy 75/110 | Clarity 40 | Movement Speed 40
Word Count for Post: 101*2.5=252 Word Count Total for Character: 3,139
Actions
Defense Action: None Enemy Attack Speed = 30 - 40 Clarity = -10 -10 < 40 Enemy Attack Power = 48 - (30-10) Defense = 28 Damage Augment Actions: Casts Bougyoudo #24:Ryukin and Bougyoudo #25: Deband together with Bougyoudo #54: Double Incantation. Strength = 50+20 = 70 Defense = 30+20 = 50 SE Cost = 4 + 2 + 4 + 2 = 12 Attack Action: Attacks using Hitotsume: Nadegiri. Attack Speed = 40 + 40 = 80 Attack Power = 70 Ikari's Speed = 40 > Joker's Speed = 30 Joker's Defense decreased by 10 against the attack SE Cost = 7
Joker grins openly as he manages the flourish to get a direct hit upon this opponent. His single gray eye snapping about constantly as he looks for another decent opening even as he takes notice of his opponent beginning to speak some sort of chant. "Oh. Shi-" He begins as he pushes hard against the ground with his legs in an attempt to send himself flying backwards. Even with the obvious warning, he wasn't able to even closely dodge away from the sudden burst of speed that his opponent had gained. In less time then it took him to blink, his opponent was behind him. His attempted dodge turning into a wreck of a stumble as he falls to the ground, one hand shifting and pressing flat against the ground as he attempts to shift and aim in the direction his opponent had gone. Whatever they had done, the style points were definitely there, which in itself was impressive. Yet even so, he squeezed the trigger of his spirit weapon with the intention of dealing a bit more damage against his opponent. Even as he glances down with his single gray eye and watches the blood splash out from the would he had just received across his chest. Healing would probably be a good thing to invest in, wouldn't it?
// Gun Kata Fighting Style: +3 Offense. +2 Defense.
Once again, Ikari takes the shot without caring to block or attempt a dodge. He then dashes in close to the other combatant, quickly lays a hand on him, and chants. “Nagare o tomeru, Azuma no tsuki no taka-sa ni tatsu megami! Chiyudo #20 Kessen!" He then quickly darts back away before speaking. “You put up quite the fight, but I don’t think you have the power yet to match me. However, as there appear to not be many Quincies, I am loathe to kill something so interesting. So I shall spare you, unless you try to continue this fight.” He then turns and begins to leave.
Health 244/275 | Spirit Energy 71/110 | Clarity (35) | Movement Speed 40
Word Count for Post: 107*3.5= 374 Word Count Total for Character: 3,513
Well it was a fun time. Become a Quincy. Get a cool gun weapon. Immediately run into this monster of a man! After firing another round at his opponents back, he watches them barely react to the attack at all before they simply turned around and dashes right at his fallen form. Joker's single gray eye watching while he attempts to swing his weapon in their direction only to slip on his own blood and lose focus for the moment. His single eye growing wide as they lay a hand and begin to speak another unknown series of lines that had to have something to do with a killing spell! As soon as they were done, they dashed backwards again and gave him an opportunity to either attack or leave with his life. Joker blinks a few times as he slowly raises to his feet. His gray gaze locked on the back of his opponent as he raises and aims the weapon at their fleeting back. His other free hand touching his chest where he had just been slashed only moments ago. "A healing spell? I guess he's serious then..Besides he's leaving instead of wrecking havoc on the civilians.. And I'm definitely not a match.." Joker mumbles to himself as he lowers his weapon in defeat and it soon vanishes from his hand entirely. His body shakily raising to a standing position again as he looks around himself and sighs openly. "There isn't much left.. But I can do their rights I suppose. Should help the souls pass on." He says as he slowly walks over to the first pile of ash that was a person nearly minutes before. Drawing a string of beads out from a pocket of his clothing and beginning to whisper into them as he holds them to his lips in a fashion similar to prayer.
Wiping her brow with the back of her hand to remove some of the sweat the small and mysterious woman took a look at the side of an abandoned building. She didn't know who it belonged to but it could use some of her caring touch to bring something worth looking at in this crap hole of a town. Her tongue extended past her lips to quickly wet them as she continued to think of what to do. All the while she set up a black light to light up the wall to see if anything was underneath. Which is what she really wanted so that she could do something subliminally and not get into trouble for it. While knowing she tried to improve the beauty of the place in one manner or another. Her golden eyes scanned the wall as she crouched down and placed her satchel down. A single delicate finger quickly running along all the cans trying to decide what she wanted to use at first. Soft humming became to consume the area from behind her mask as she chose one can in particular and stepped closely to the wall. Quick bursts of paint splashed it as well as getting on her hands as well. However the woman hadn't a care in the world about that for the fact she was bored and wanted to bring some of her culture to this place. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into dozens revealing her dedication to this piece as the sun begun to set. Over four paint cans had been used up with the piece that she had fallen in love with as she sat down upon the ground next to her black light. Once more her glowing golden eyes looking upon it and loving the look. A phoenix rising from flames and seemingly looking towards the horizon. She didn't know what the owners of this building were intending to do but she did hope that they would keep the piece on it. Should they be able to tell it's there that is.
XXXTwo shadows cast over the would-be tagger. Tall, robust silhouettes that blotted out the light of a nearby street-lamp. Standing behind Elizabeta were two bronzed women, each muscular in their own right. They leaned over her as she stared down affectionately at the piece of artwork she was so proud of. "Damn, that's pretty good." The taller woman with white hair and an eyepatch said, a rumbling purr in her throat.
The second woman nodded with a grin as she leaned against a nearby wall, positioning herself in the available escape route that Elizabeta could have taken. "I'll say. Wish I was that talented." Her voice was sweeter, almost like molasses. They were both dressed in casual work-out clothes, simple shorts and sweat-shirts. Running shoes adorned their feet and they both appeared relatively human and would feel as such to any spiritually aware individuals due to their innate power suppression. However they were both mod-souls. Or rather, were both one mod-soul.
One soul shared two bodies, each with a distinct yet similar personality. "So what are we going to do with this little artist?" The one with the eye-patch turned her head to look at the one leaning and barked her question. The other one shrugged in response, flicking some dirt of her shoulder. "Well. I guess that depends on what she does.."
Hearing someone speak up behind her critiquing her work stating it was pretty good. Only pretty good? Who the hell did this lady think she was? Saying that the best tagger from Mother Russia was only pretty good. With that thought in her mind she leaned back while sitting on the ground not bothering to move her head in the slightest. She wanted to view who in the hell thought her work was only pretty good. "It's not talent. It took me years to be able to do this."She said in her best 'matter of factly voice to the two of them. Meanwhile as she looked at the two upside down she took in their very odd appearances. One that couldn't be right in the slightest. Her eye brows furrowed as she was very confused at this point while standing up and turning to face the two women. With a hand on her hip she would instinctually c**k her hip to the side and her head slightly to the other side. "There a comic con or something like that? Trying to get others to drool over your very essence?"She asked a bit more disturbed than anything else by the two women before her. One built like a body builder that didn't believe in the term day off and the other some kind of built super model. It was slightly off putting at this time but she paid no mind as they obviously wanted to commission her work for something. Why else would they be standing here ogling what she had done wasting their time as well as hers."I'm not your kitten."She said slightly annoyed by what all was occurring and she would sigh heavily grabbing her satchel and hoisting it over her shoulder. "My standard rate is either by size of the project or with complete creative freedom by the hour depending on tastes."She said pointing at her work with her thumb. Both of her hands still covered in the special paint that glowed with the black light and revealing some was upon her stomach and legs as well. "If that's what you're referring to,"She added while sighing. "If you're wanting me to join your little comic con or modelling agency then you can forget it as that's just weird. I don't have the time or the patience to be doing stuff like that. I mean seriously I can't fathom how you two put up with it. I'm assured people just drool over you at every turn to just get a moment of your time. Fantasizing about you later about how you smiled at them and made their entire life."She said while a shiver was sent down her spine."It's just so creepy."She said referring to this country and how idol girls worked in general. Especially with the fact that they weren't allowed to have a life of their own really. That in a way they were owned property of the company that they signed with. Fixing her coat around her shoulders she would sigh again and pull out her phone. Waiting for whatever these two were going to say while taking a picture of her work and putting it on her instagram page."So are you commissioning me to do something on your building or property or are you just going to continue being creeps?"She asked like a brat.
