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PostSubject: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 10:41 am

~Rays of sun beat down relentlessly upon the already scorched land. What wasn't devoid of moisture was hanging on by a thread. Life had fled this hell, just as the dead did. For what was unseen of this place, was that it was a spectral hunting ground. This place was the leftover of many great battles. Once a rich and diverse land, fertile in it's bounty, it was brought to the gates of hell by those confined within it. And, now in this leftover space, was to be another tale of unforeseen events. Massive amounts of spirits and hollows began to flood into the land. First, starting slowly, building gradually further and further. What was devoid of all action was now the center of action. For some reason souls were being draw into the desert. The allure of the unknown brought the many massive of souls that had not been cleansed. It was only a matter of time before this pilgrimage through the wasteland brought forth its first problem. With the heard of prey, comes the hunters.

From all over Australlia the hollow began to flood in with the souls. Each new soul led another hollow to the grand prize. But what was so alluring? What could drive so many souls to this area? Perhaps, it was the calling. The calling of the powerful. It was being spread amongst the lost souls, of a salvation within the desert. Where this rumor had begun? It was unsure of. But what was sure, was that whoever heard this, believed it. It was true, for they could feel the power within the center of the wastes. Alone in the mountains, a man meditated. He was merely learning himself, and learning his power. But rather then being alone, people were coming to him. Lost souls saw him as a god, and those who made it to him were saved from the lost world.~





The man lay there upon the rock, stretched out as the sun began to dip over the horizon. It was another days unintended work. He had been tending to the lost souls that the soul society had not covered, and constantly being drawn to purify them into the afterlife. "God dammit why is this my job? I'm not even a part of Soul Society anymore?!?!" A man as harsh as him would not be the likely one to be called god, but he was a generous person. "Sometimes I wish my shinigami powers left when I did." Filling with air, his lungs let forth a deep sigh. A lust for battle had kept him here, with all of the numerous hollows. It was apparent to him that the traveling souls would bring a mass of hollow. Most were weaklings, most were strong. But with the amount of people he had to defend, it kept him on his toes. "If this keeps up I'll be drawing all the wrong attention, but I wonder why they aren't deploying here. Something is horribly wrong with this situation."

He tossed himself from his lax position and upon his feet in almost an instant. "Well, now that it's night I guess the job is really getting started." Grasping the right side of his face, a devilish grin came over his face, the untold blood lust about him. Whilst the souls were sleeping, their 'protector' would be hunting. Flowing in the wind, his body vanished. The gust picked up and covered his sound, and his body was shrouded in the darkness of the night. Tip, tap, tip tap, across the desert wastes as he moved. each step brought him leaps over ends across the vast plane. It was only a few moments before he arrived at his destination. Before him lay a large cavern. The opening of earth towered over his head, far into his view.

He could smell them, feel them, those beings of malice that he felt within this cave. Without so much as drawing his sword, he waved his hand in the first strike of what lay inside. A wave of air, a blade shot into the cave. Cutting, slicing, across the rock the compressed air ripped. A gust of wind came outwards from the cave, followed by a loud screech that filled the silent night. Blood spewed in the darkness and the crawling beast jumped out in fear. It's right limbs had been severed, and it's wing lopped right off. The bat-like create was covered in it's own blood and it spewed in his lopsided movement.

While he was still quick, it seemed as if he were moving still in comparison to the man. Suddenly he appeared in front of the creature with a lash of wind behind him. "I don't think so." The hollow's eyes met with his, his sapphire gaze into it's emerald. Lunging forward, it made a move at his legs with what strength it had left, only to be stopped as it's head was brutally smashed in to the ground. With it's head tossed to pulp amongst the dirt it's body faded into nothingness. It was an easy kill, and a most enjoyable one but he was not enjoying himself this time. Not with such little prey before him, with what loomed on the horizon.

"Well it appears all this work has attracted the big boys." His gaze shot into the distance, looking into the crescent moon before him at twilight's end.
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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 11:15 am

He had awoken from his sleep, he could feel through the dimension's a pull of power, he smiled. Someone strong was out there, someone was luring him just like he had lured others so long ago. His smile vanished, he was going to see what this was and how tasty it was. He slowly stood up from the sand, grains of it falling back into the dunes, he shook his head to remove more of the sand. He stretched his body to make sure he wouldn't cramp up, then he shoved his hand into the fabric of space, ripping through it a black portal opened, a gargantua.

In the human world on the horizon of the night sky, a crack appeared on the crescent moon, this crack continued to expand until it was about the size of a 5'8'' person. A red haired male stepped through his emerald green eyes searching the landscape for anything of significance, he just smiled as he watched souls try to find a place to hide, some of the others already sleeping. He leaped to the ground his white shirt making him stand out, his white pants not helping in the least either, he just looked towards the opposite horizon were a golden glow could be seen.


"I just realized who's reiatsu that was, Sonomori Anokoku, were are you? The last time i met you we were on horrible terms, why not change these terms, why not have a conversation?" His voice was projected across the land, waking a few of the souls up, and rousing some hollows, he inhaled greatly swallowing some of the lost souls, and killing some of the weaker hollow off when he shot bala's from his mouth at them. He relaxed finally, realizing that the sudden rememberment of another soul that wasn't one of his lesser's was something new to him, he knew of no one but his lesser's and this one man, could this man have become what might be known as a Rival, or a friend? Ryokoshky wondered as he waited for the responce of this great opponent.
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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 12:23 pm

As the mid-day sun beat down on the desert wasteland below a bush plane circled above apparently looking for a suitable place to land, but before the pilot could even attempt his landing his pasenger slid the door open and hung outside it. "Hey what are you doing, Were about to land get your ass in here!!" The pilot shouted back at the man with an urgent and concerned look uppon his face before noticing the man was not wearing a parachute. "You crazy motherfucker, stop playing and get your ass in here and shut the door.!!" But just as he finished his sentence the man flashed a wickedly sadistic grin before releaseing his grasp plummeted to the ground.

As the man landed a large boom followed by a puff of sand and debris shot into the sky. As the dust began to settle the man could be seen crouching in the crater as the passing souls stopped and gawked in awe. Moments later the collective souls could be heard speaking to each other but nothing could be heard clearly. Just then the man rose to his feet and began to walk towards the weaker souls. "Where is this so called god you seek?" he said aloud but to no one in particular. Not hearing an answer he repeated himself "Where is this so called god you seek?" Scared by the mans tone the souls could only studder as they tryed to answer him. Growing impatient the man grabbed a male soul by its throat and pulled him close. "Where!?" Afraid and chokeing the man gasped for air, his eyes beginning to bug out before he raised his quivering arm and pointed in the direction of the appearent god. "Now, that wasnt so hard, was it?" He then said with a grin as he looked in the direction pointed out then squeezed the mans throat tightly until the mans eyes poped from his head and blood leaked from every opening. As he started his way towards his destination the man removed the blanket like cloth from the murdered soul and wraped it around himself as if it were a cloak then vanished.

The man walked for for hours in search of this god and the sun began to fade, but just as it did the man could feel the reiatsu he was looking for. A sadistic grin crossed his face as a look of pure insanity over took his expression. "Finaly!" the man then said aloud to himself in a harsh tone before he wipped the cloth from his person and quickly shunpo'd twards the large reiatsu. Quickly kearing his next victim the man felt another strong reiatsu appear near by. "Lucky me, Lucky me!" he said aloud to himself as if in pure extacy as his adrenaline pumped faster and faster through his viens.

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:39 pm

~Impending Clash~




"Well fuck. This is going to be one hell of a night." The man suddenly busted outwards into ungodly laughter. It filled the new night with pure terror. He was calling, the god of death was calling to the two men. A clash of a the titans was going to ensue. In the moments of ecstasy like his opponents he lost himself. Here were three gods of power, all eagar to get at each other's throats. The thrill, oh the thrill. "Oh the fucking thrill?!?!?!?!? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHA" Black reiatsu shot out in waves from his body, he cared not for what the arrancar had said, he wanted a fucking fight. Perhaps, it was just a vizard thing, but he just couldn't stop laughing. He had been itching this fight, with all of his being.

Suddenly he ripped his sword from his sheath and yelled into the night sky,

"THE TIME FOR TALK IS OVER, LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


He grasped his face. letting the open palm run across the illuminate skin. The ground began to shake around him, and rifts in the ground flew upwards for hundreds of feet away from him. But to go full power just from excitement? This was not like him at all. His hollow side was on a rampage inside of him. And it wanted out, it wanted a chance to play with these two. So, it called. He looked in both directions, seeing that one was already ready for this. Like before the arrancar would be the last one to be fully recognized. It was nothing personal, but he wanted a piece of the new guy. And well, we all know that the arrancar can't resist a good fight. Especially, not their king.

His body shot like a bullet, faster then a bullet, enough to break the waves of sound around him and propel his body with full force. The blade came overhead, preparing to rage downwards when the two moving bodies came to a close, the forces present were to be immense, and to top it, *neither of them had even released there mask yet.* Closer, closer, closer his blade raged for the word closer. It could not speak but it wanted it into reality. When the whites of their eyes were seen it became time to unleash the beast. With all his given force he would thrust the blade down, with a deafening screech of laughter.
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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:51 pm

Dropping from the sky like a bullet came Ryokoshky, he hated to be left out, and even though he didn't want to fight, he saw that a fight would happen no matter what, so why not enjoy one."Pathetic falling to the hollow inside of you, grasp it by the throat and teach it who's boss, your body is your own."He dropped down away from them, around 200ft, from here he was relatively safe, and could mess with there battle.

He started to create a giant wall of stone around the area, the wall was to clear 500ft into the air, and to keep explorer's out, or to keep them in if he needed a snack during this battle. He proceeded to created a roof to this cube, allowing for a small hole the size of his fist about every 3ft. He remembered what that last blast had felt like, and he didn't want to experience it again.

Ryokoshky then proceeded to making 3ft tall golems, he made about 10 of them, each had a little piece of paper on them, these were going to be his attack force for now, 9 of them sonido'ed towards the vizards, one though Ryokoshky grabbed by the head, as electricity ran down its length, He then proceeded to throw the golem at Sonomori, it traveled as fast as a bala, because it had been converted into a bullet bala.


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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 2:27 pm

As the man grew closer and closer to his victim his grin grew wider and wider. The intence speed at which he travled caused his eyes to water and his long white hair to whip around causeing small sparks as they filled with static electricity. With each step he took a small crater appeared as the sand that was once under his feet exploded from the ground causeing a large wave to streak behind him. "AaaaaaaaaaaaHhaaaahahahaaaahahahaaa!" The hystarical laughter that belted out of him as he charged towards battle could not be tamed nor bottled. This, yes this is what this Vizard wanted, no craved for, longed for. The thought of death only excited the beast, not only the death of his prey, but his own death as well.

Now close enough to hear his preys beating heart and his oncomming blade Ayumu raised his arm in a defencive manner catching the brunt of the downward thrust on his forearm at the handle. As the blow landed a huge boom rang out filling the area with blinding sand and debris. After blocking the initial attack Ayumu quickly steped forward sending a claw like hand towards the mans chest with great force in attempts to rip a peice of his prey from him before leaping back several feet and takeing a animal like stance.

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 2:50 pm

Sonomori's eyes widened with such great intensity that he felt the skin of his face strain under the muscle. His jaw suddenly dropped as the other's blade broke his, anticipating the strike of the claw. But it was not Sonomori who was fighting at this moment, it was his hollow. And like a hollow, a red mist ripped forward from his mouth. This was not a bala, but a full blown cero. Suddenly it jolted with its full force downwards, not at the claw but near the ground. To shot a pillar of red light into the air, tossing his body with it as it continued to pound the ground. He was using the cero like a rocket to throw himself out of range.

Likewise, the bala that his opponent thrown was now going to impact with the other vizard, but surely he had dodged by now. The red light pierced the darkness, shooting a line into the sky. Before he knew it, he had reached the ceiling and plowed straight through it like it was paper.. This did not even so much as slow him, he was still going, further and further into the sky like a shooting star. Suddenly the cero's form broke, no longer able to continue it's flow. And, in this moment he brought forth his hands. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH" His blade had flown away in the breeze, or perhaps something else happened to it?

Nevertheless, a power was now gathering within the palms of his hands. His mask had already began to form, and his power was growing evermore. Without suspension, he fired a flurry of bala down at the cage. The sky rained red, flickers of bloody bala falling from the sky. As each bala impacted with the rock, it began to weaken. Sparks of reaitsu were being sent everywhere, even the leftovers of the bala shot into the dirt like little bullets. What make it through, blew into the ground with such force that it rocked the earth. And in his final blow, he brought back his right hand, forming a massive red bala. It grew, more and more. It's size doubled that of the man's until he finally released it like a baseball. It plummeted towards the cage, rock could not stand against it as it exploded over the whole of the ceiling, blowing it off in all directions, back at him, away from the cage, and down below.
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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:04 pm

He surrounded himself in thick earth as he could hear the ceiling around him crumbling and thudding to the ground, he just smiled, "Blackwings Soar! MORRIGAN!"The male released into his first form, he was happy he could move more freely in this form then the last, he shattered the rock around him with a punch and slowly stepped out of the debris, his golems had been crushed and he had almost been crushed also. He was angry now, anger made people do stupid things, or did it? He just smiled, his sanity barely holding on by a thread. His body doubled over and he started talking with such a high pitched tone it sounded like wailing,"OH HOW HAPPY YOU'VE MADE ME! IT'S BEEN SO QUIET, SO SILENT! BUT NOW THE SILENCE IS BROKEN!" He stood up quickly flew up to the height of were Sonomori was, also getting a view of were the male should be still in the ruins.

He aimed his hand down at the ruins his left hand firing bala after bala at them, as he moved it around them, guessing were the man was, his right hand locked on Sonomori's outline charging a cero, this cero though compared to his others was not a midnight black, but an amethyst color, he was charging a Gran rey cero.
"Ke........KE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! HOW FUCKING ENTERTAINING AFTER SO LONG! SO LONG! THE RUSH, THE BREEZE, THE SCENT OF BLOOD!"

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:02 pm

Leaping back as his prey fired a cero Ayumu took an animal like stance before looking up at his opponent who was now high above a structure that he didnt notice was there before. raising a brow of curiosity Ayumu seemed puzzled for a moment but this curiosity was short lived for his opponent began to fire an onslought of balas down towards him and the structure. As the first wave blasted through the celing Ayumu quickly shunpo'd out of its path only to be meet with another wave that exploded just before him. The force of this blast caused Ayumu to be tossed head over heels before smashing into the structures wall. With no time to waste Ayumu quickly clawed at his face causeing a wicked reiatsu to form around it before forming his mask. As his mask formed he drew his zanpakuto and attempted to slice through the rock wall, but just as he raised his arm another forcefull blastexploded behind him causeing him to be smashed through the structure and slide on the ground outside.

Slowly makeing it to his feet Ayumu now scorched, scraped, and bloody began to wipe away the soot and dirt from himself. "Well shit, that wasnt fun." he then said aloud to himself in a dule voiced tone before turning around and looking up at where he last saw the other vizard. As he looked up he noticed at this moment the arrancar and vizard were locked in a firing match and seemed to be haveing fun without him. "Na, No way, fuck that. Tear them to shreads Uwibami!" Ayumu yelled out causeing his blade to shine a blinding light and as it subsided his blade was now a gauntlet with three blades. The main center blade was a long katana like blade and the two outter blades were small dagger sized blades that were shaped like an S. Just after releaseing his shikai the two outter blades detached and begin to spin very rapidly and began to levatate. "Take this you bastards" He then said before the blades quickly shoot towards the two, each one aiming for the midsection of both opponents.

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:31 pm

Sonomori was to engulfed in his own onslaught to realize the assaults of the others. Before he knew it he was being suppressed with a massive amount of bala fire. His eye's lit up as they impacted with his body. The gritty crimson glow engulfed his body in a abstract flame. They spewed off particles of reiatsu in all directions, lighting him up like a roman candle. Amongst the crimson lights show was a storm of swings. With an absolute insanity he was swinging his sword around in all manners in front of him. What appeared like madness was both genius and dementia. Each stroke of his blade caused a counter reaction to the bala that impacted with it. Without thinking he was deflecting the bala, in a manner that was absolutely ludicrous.

Glimmers of lights began to appear from within the sparking mayhem. He was, in fact, swinging a sword. But wait? Where did this come from? The sword was lost just a moment ago? Thought could not be taken, there was not enough time. Abyssal shades of black shot forth from the storm. They ravaged the reaitsu, devouring it without a care. This tactic? This measure? His change had already taken place, in the instant his shikai was activated. Unlike so many years ago, this change was twisted with the newly formed hollow powers. Unable to speak, he only acted sending waves of black across the sky.

Arms of darkness covered the sky, blocking out the light of the newborn moon. They reached far, consuming all light and gave forth a crimson glow. Without indication they scattered, like a flurry of rose petals. Light was returned, but shaded with true crimson raindrops. The bala that had been fired were condensed by the abilities of the blade, and they were now falling back down upon the battlefield. Harmless, though they appear they were not. Each of them had the explosive force of a bala, or rather the bala fired at him. Suddenly the airspace became a minefield, something too dangerous for him to move in.

Whilst his damages were minor, the wanting to stay in his safe zone remained. Ever bright, those brilliant sapphire eyes pierced the battlefield with an all-seeing gaze. Pierced, even through the mask that held them back. In fact, they were more intense then ever. A love of battle washed over him, and his sanity was regained. In haling, a deep deep breath, his ears caught the wisp of something deadly. A few moments passed before he realized what this wisp was, what it was plaguing his ears.

Suddenly he began to twirl around rapidly, bringing in the air around him with him. Swirls of wind began to appear in the air streams now visible by the crimson rain. Rivers in the sky all lead to his body, spinning faster and faster with each passing second. What brilliance, it seemed as if it were all planned. The crimson tears rode the waves of wind around his body. Not even the blade of his opponent would be able to pass. If it were able to cut through the wind the tears would blow it away quickly, and his arrancar opponent would not be able to approach for fear of being completely destroyed.

Perhaps, what was most dangerous was this unknown darkness about him. The arrancar would have recognized it, but it is completely benign to the newer opponent. What could it possibly be? Sonomori had taken the role of the main target now, drawing the agro of both of his opponents. A difficult task to complete, but he would not back down from this challenge. He would not only defend himself, but defeat both of them in a two on one battle if it so required. Hopefully, this would not be the case. They were as strong as he was, and the only thing differing him from they was the intelligence and battle instinct they carried.

~With the winds raging in the sky, the crimson tears flowing, and the light of the moon so carefully baking this astounding, illuminated waste, how could one not admire the beauty? The night was so very, very young. It is only manners, to enjoy such a sigh, a raging sight of destruction and mayhem. All topped with the malice of the creatures that inhabited this place. Such a lively change, so lively. ~

But really, could one ignore this truly surreal beauty?

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Tue Nov 29, 2011 7:16 am

The male caught the sight of what his opponent had done, in reckless abandon he raised of pillar of earth up into the sky and shoved his arm into this pillar with such force the bottom began to shatter. As the pillar fell what could be seen on the males arm was a giant second arm, where a hand should be was replaced by a giant scythe like blade, the male had copied what the other vizard's weapon looked like. He then caught the small noise, a buzz of a sorts, through the dark it was hard to see but as a bala barely missed it, it glowed a dark crimson red. He simply sat there in the sky, motionless, he had nothing better to do, move and possibly get killed, or don't move and test his chances, he caught some falling debris's from the pillar turned it into a spiral spike, and threw it like a lance at the object, stopping it's speed but not completely, he knew it wouldn't reach him now. He raised a second pillar he copied as he had the last, but reinforced the bottom, pulling a claymore from the pillar, using his strength to balance the heavy sword.

He sonido'ed below to were Vizard male should have been, he swung out with his claymore at what looked like it was shaped like a body and found that what he had hit had been a tree, cutting straight through it he leaped up into the air and came down on another mound with the claw. Yet again his luck had proved faulty, he used his presquilla finally, to seek this man's pressure, something he hated to rely on, for he knew how easy it was to trick. He launched himself into the air with a pillar of earth, using the weight of the sword and the claw to come down right above the male Vizard,
"What is you name if i may ask?" was all the male could say before the attack began to play forth.

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Tue Nov 29, 2011 9:01 am

As his blades barreled towards there targets Ayumu noticed the other vizard was being bombarded with balas blasted by the arrancar. But when he took a closer look he could see that not all were makeing impact but were being slashed and somewhat deverted. Tilting his head to the side slightly Ayumu watched as one of his blades were reflected back by a weird and unknown ability that seemed to turn the balas into small sprite like crimson orbs that seemed to fill the sky like raindrops. meanwhile as his other blade neared the arrancar it summoned two pillars of rock makeing one into a weapon and the other into a cone-like projectile before launching it at his blade causeing it to veer off course and miss the arrancar intirely.

Frustrated by this happening Ayumu let out a loud growl as his blades started to return to him. But before the blades could get close the arrancar swooped down distroying a tree then a mound. Curious Ayumu again tilted his head in a puzzled manner beofre noticing the arrancar had quickly appeared above him with his weapon poised to slice him in two. Reacting immediately Ayumu raised his blade to block the large weapons advance and as the two clashed a bright light flashed before a deafening boom rang out and the ground below him cratered. "What is you name if i may ask?" is what Ayumu heard next as he balanced the blade of the arrancar on his. "Your.. an.. ASS!" He then said before chargeing a cero from his mask and fired as his blades circles like vultures above as they quickly made there decent to meet the arrancar should he try to escape the blast

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Wed Nov 30, 2011 8:44 am

~Hell Upon Earth~





Swarming, the tears in the wind began to gather at the center of the storm. They circulated, gravitating around the man's own body. All of this was powered by the immense spinning power that he was generating from his body. Once, he were to stop this would all scatter amoungst the land. Granted, the power from before would have been dropped on this rain of particle bala, destruction would become rampant. Now, the time had come. The calling for him to stop had trickled into his mind, slowing the churning gears of mayhem. Dieing, the machine of nature lost it's drive. Loose winds shot off in all directions, sending this sparkling glow far into the night sky.

All that could be seen overhead were the stars of red, then blanket of crystal crimson. Beauty was deadly, they were falling now. The rain, the blood rain, was descending upon the land. Within the furious gales still flowing around his body, the lighter particles separated from the heavier. Even though the machine was slowing, nearly stopped the most dense bala had been drawn close to him. Magnificent, that they had been brought to his body. Crystallized bala the size of hail were formed around his very figure. They were suspended against gravity, held in place by his will. What a sight to behold, the lone man, standing in the bloodied light of the moon.

Spheres were held around him in slow orbit. And, in the middle of those spheres was a net. A black net, his sword had become the catalyst between these bala. It showed such mastery that it was almost unthinkable of using it any other way. Ever black, each particle of this hideous shikai had pulled itself together, and with itself it pulled the energy that it spat out. His body appeared as if it were surrounded by tethered jewelery. Still, never faulting beauty was deadly. Each of these balls alone, as bright and alluring as they were, could damage even the strongest of foes. Once more, this darkness plauged around his body.

Just what was this darkness around him? Even the other before wouldn't have had much of a clue. He had not seen it's full effects. It seemed abstract, controllable. All of it's properties were undefined. What could be noted, was that it did something to reiatsu. Perhaps it was eating the reiatsu itself? Thats when it became clear. These bala that were hovering around him were not bala at all. They were the result of his sword absorbing them. Condensed, so tightly they had taken on the glow of their meal, and glimmered it's bounty. Simply, they could not be broken apart. Each particle was bound together, even against the master's will.

"Well this is troublesome." Under the whisper of wind his voice sounded. Almost in ignorance he looked at the balls, unaware of the fight below that he was so engrossed upon. A phenomenon had appeared within his own zanpaktou. Even he, did not know how this happened, for it acted of it's own accord. "Lovely, and what do I dare do with this." The man's voice caressed the sword, peering into it's will with human speech. And, it called back to him.


'~Throw me~'


Without a doubt, without a faltering wave in his mind, he grasped the burning ball of crimson. His fingers dug into it, to hard to be harmed by his own reaitsu, his own blade now. Building, his power flowed into his arm, letting forth a brilliant clash of sapphire and crimson. Ignited in his soul, the ball was prepared. Sonomori pulled the ball back, and with one hand, threw the atmosphere into violence. Waves of wind, oceans of gales flew from behind him and up into the sky, rippling it's vision with a distortion effect. ~'Devious, the devil's game of dodge ball.'~ It whispered to him with excitement.

A grin slid upon his face as he realized what was going to happen. "Aye, devious." It was said almost in laughter, a chuckle at the thought. Plummeting to earth, the crimson sphere was ignited in the fire of his reaitsu, the sapphire flames, and this drew attention in the sky. Suddenly a bright blue light appeared over the two as they clashed in battle. Alluring it was, bright enough to blind. Hurdling, spinning, gathering the forces of nature it would strike the world with not just force, but the will of his spirit.

Now, the breaking would begin. His zanpaktou could no longer hold itself away from him, breaking off the coating and disbursing the reaitsu. It had somewhat of a scatter effect. What was kept within, the burning reiatsu, the bala, all of it was now being spewed, highly concentrate down upon them with all the force of him and the arrancar who fired them. Explosions began to rock the ground, lighting up the night sky in red. The sky was filled with blood, drawing the attention of all. The first of the tears were beginning to drop, releasing their unrelenting force upon the ground.

Pillars of smoke and fire covered the distant night sky, pluming far into the infinite horizon. Hell was being brought back to this land, and even in the night the temperature was growing. From the flames, from the power that was creating them, from the friction between the rocks in which where being toss to and fray. Not even the largest had yet to come, and it was wonderful in sight. Shock and awe were the only thoughts that could come to his mind, the mind so devious. "Ahahahahahaha, wonderful, such wonderful destruction." His mask had already started to dissipate with the return of his sanity.

He stood there in the sky, as the maestro of destruction, the harbinger. His arms were spread apart, his back arched in laughter. The white upon his face was melting into oblivion, floating up and away. Never truly losing himself in this destruction was his joy, and he was filled with it. Filled, his mind was, to the brim. Violent earthquakes ravaged the land, and the fires soared ever higher and higher as the meteor of bala grew closer and closer, the anxiety of it all almost drove him mad. What would become of this world? This hell on earth? To think of the destruction? He had 3 more to throw.



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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Wed Nov 30, 2011 9:49 am

Ryokoshky caught the glitter from the man's mouth below him, he sonido'ed away from the man a sharp cut into the giant claw and the clay more of were the man's sword had been he grimaced and discarded the weapons, suddenly feeling his body lighten up greatly. He then let himself realize the spiritual pressure around him catching that the area around him had suddenly become very heavy with the energy. He looked up and his eye's caught the beautiful sight of death, a raining crimson, a rain of death and demise, he smiled accepting the challenge, he created 3 quick domes over himself, each with a hole at the bottom to his left and right. He then proceeded to pull himself under ground, slowly before it was just his head, when his head began to go under a bubble formed in the earth, his head filling this bubble as it closed above him.

He pulled himself under and under till he felt as if he were 500ft under the ground and the pressure around him almost felt like he was going to break, he then proceed to form a bubble under the earth, this bubble would collapse if he stopped concentrating on the earth above him, 500ft of earth above him, it would surely kill him if he stopped paying attention to it. Here he could find all the precious mineral he would need to continue this fight, he proceeded to pull these mineral's closer and closer to him, when he felt them about ready to pop his bubble he stopped, he knew this would also allow earth to rush in and crush him. When he felt safe he would pull himself up once again. Until then he sat there inside of his bubble concentrating on the battle above, then he heard the first of the drops in the distance, a soft thud against the earth, a pebble dropped to the ground, he realized, this was time for energy output to increase towards the ceiling.


When this is over that man will die, i will rip him to shreds, that petty zanpakuto of his will learn when it will protect him, and when it will be a fucking pathetic piece of shit that he swings around like a toothpick! OH and that smart ass will learn that i will kill him also they both will learn what my world of terror has to bring to the table! OH THEY WILL THEY WILL!!! Oh how much fun Yukio would be having right now if i had told him, oh but he probably already felt me leave and come here, he must think i have it all handled.... Heheheheheh how much fun everyone would have. Morrigan i will call upon you later and then you will be able to join us in this mess of beauty, no one will be able to rain upon are parade, this day will go down in those pathetic human's history as the rain of death across this baren land!

OOC: cyan is ryokoshky thinking to himself

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:14 pm

Ayumu watched as the arrancar's eyes filled with the crimson color of his chargeing cero and how those eyes widened as he realized the devistation it would cause if it were to be fired at such close range. Just then as he realized what Ayumu was doing the arrancar immediately fled and barly avoided the ceros blast. But as he made his cowardice retreat Ayumu's blades pierced through his make shift weapons of rock and returned to his gauntlet. Now readying his chase of the arrancar Ayumu was interrupted by several explosions that were quickly advanceing his way. With a grin hidden behind his devilish mask Ayumu tore his tattered shirt from his torso then raised his arms to the heavens. "Lets see what you've got!" he then shouted as balas began to form in either hand then began condense them and reform them to there original size. As the blasts grew closer and closer Ayumu reached his arms down readying to release his fury uppon the oncomming attack sent down by the vizard. In a repetitive motion Ayumu began to release these balas furiously causeing the sky to seemingly explode with unrivaled devastation as lightning coursed through the clouds of fire above.

The shockwave of these explosions caused loose chuncks of earth to dislodge and the cloudse above to part they even caused Ayumu to slide back several feet as his feet gouged the earths surface. As the blast subsided Ayumu's mask began to fade and slowly the expression of an excited child on christmas day could be seen on his bloodied face. ("This is what I longed for.") A calm thought passed through his mind as he lowered his head and his body slouched slightly. A short moment passed before Ayumu began to slowly chuckle softly before looking up with a wide eyes sinister expression and a cut throat toothy grin.

"BANKAI!!"

Out of nowhere a bright burst of reiatsu ingulfed Ayumu, the swirling energy kicking up large chuncks of earth and dibris in controled chaotic manner before subsideing and revealing him now wearing a black armor like suit with sharp clawed gauntlets as a long tail that protruded from the middle of his back. Ayumu then rolled his neck cracking it as he clinched and unclinched his fists several times and began to swing his tail before looking back up at the vizard. He then violently slamed his tail uppon the ground causeing the tail to seperate into eight buzzsaw like segments that began to spin rapidly sending off a blood curddling screach as they did. Ayumu then quickly shunpo'd towards the vizard as his buzzsaws followed and as he was halfway to his opponent the buzzsaws quickly passed him poised to cut down the vizard's head limbs and chest.

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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:43 pm




Bringing forth the full manifestation of his power, the orbs that circled him grew closer to his body. They appeared as if they were defending him. Perhaps this was the case? Most likely, it was not. These balls were filled with an offensive reiatsu, therefore they would be used as such. Before his opponent had even launched himself from the ground he threw another, and another. Two were down, aimed at him as his feet lifted off in assault against him. He knew that the bankai of this man, was horrendously powerful. These spheres did not even stand a moderate chance of defending him. They were used for an area of effect, and that's what they were doing. The entire slab of rock that was this land was shaking in the wake of the explosions.

The foolish action of his opponent to hide underground would haunt him. Rifts in the earth began to appear with the second and third ball. Not only were the fires raging, but the explosions were sending out massive jets of compressed air into the cracks that the previous left. It had the effect of lifting the surface of the rock inches at a time. As hot air was thrust into the ground, it began to build up and pocket. With raging pillars of fire and smoke overhead, and the ground itself heating each impact was amplified to an extent that it would never have been beforehand. Molten rock began to form in some impacts, those who were hit over and over and over and the fires intensified more and more.

Everything was dry, catching a blaze quickly. All of it was kindle for the fire, and the surface of the rock not only was it moving, it was being heated. Ground temperatures were starting to smelter, and the air became semi-toxic with boiling clouds of soot traveling into the air. Only the winds from their clashes were keeping them from the deadly toxins that plauged the bowl around this area.
What had remained of the first box that the arrancar made was now toppling, or had rather been toppling more and more the entire time. It left a rim, a rim keeping the flow of fires from the out, from the flow from the in.

Somewhat of an effect drew from this. First, it meant that the fire was being distributed upwards in a more defined shape, rather then across the wastes. Second, it meant that the fires on the outside which were growing even hotter and brighter, did not heat the air inside. Regardless, to be in the sky was a dangerous thing. As heat rises it creates a problem, Sonomori knew this. To himself he thought, if only he could use this to his advantage. With the time upon him to defend he had come up with a solution.

His last move, his last shot at the trapped reiatsu would be aimed not below him, but above him. A raging force appeared as he grabbed the final ball and turned to the sky. Forcing massive amounts of reaitsu into this ball, he was breaking even the fined crystal within it. For any soul, they would be suffocated in this building reaitsu. Without compression, his body ignited in a brilliant sapphire fire. Cyan, raging, these flames crawled. They crawled, slithered to the ball. They were draw, he was feeding his reaitsu into it. Naturally, it devoured it and rejoiced in this.

He drew his hand across his face once more, bringing back the powerful hollow within him. But it was to late, he couldnt force any more energy in without being cut in half. With all his force he threw the ball into the air, shotting like a sky far into the atmosphere. What would happen next would be a blinding fate. Truly, and literally blinding. As he turned with absolute maximums, his speed unrivaled to himself before, he drew his black blade from within his own body.

Grasping the center of his chest, he pulled a black blade from it. The darkness that lingered upon him suddenly came, eating the rest of the sapphire flames and forming into the blade. Massive, it was as it formed. It was a large cleaver, bigger then his own body. He would need this for his next task. It wisped into his ear again, the whisper of the wind. Something felt wrong, as if these were impossible to doge. In a sense they were, he had waited far to long to bring himself to defend.

Absolutely not time, none. "SHIT!?!?!?!" He yelled in his mistake, the sword suddenly bulking. It exploded outwards, creating a forward shock wave directly down at his opponent. The blades cut through this shock wave, but something was absolutely wrong with how they did. The man was still screaming, burning his reaitsu more and more. Air was pushed in waves and waves away from him, effecting the accuracy of anything and everything that was launched at him. Screaming, raging he tossed and turned. The hollow within him was feeding him all it's power, and it's sword was raging at the final stage of releasing.

There wasn't any time to release, he couldn't perform the actions required to release it. Just a little more, just a little more. The thoughts rang over and over in his head, as he waited for the explosion in the sky overhead. He felt his flesh tear, one of the saws had cut into his stomach. Without pain, he grabbed the saw, stopping it mid spin and throwing it back down at his opponent. How?! How is it possible that he could have done this? It had happened. The requirements had been met as he yelled at the top of his lungs. Much, much more violently then his opponent previously.





"BANNNNNNNNKAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII"


As he said this the bomb in the sky ignited. White flames covered the entire horizon, blinding lights rained down upon them. So blinding, where these lights, that they even began to blind Sonomori himself, with his back fully turned. What effect would they have to those who were looking at the figure when this happened? But more importantly, just what was this? He called for his bankai just now? But what did it do?

Something was blocking his body from releasing all of the trapped up energy inside of him like before. His skin was bulging, and from the wound that he had just received came a splash of white. This was not from his hollow, it was not from his regeneration. The reiatsu was pouring, in liquid form. Suddenly, it began to rip and explode out from the wound. How ever brutal it looked, it was going to get worse. All the power that he had absorbed into this bankai, the heat in the air, smoldering into energy, the kinetic force of his opponent's blade, all of his hollow power, nearly 70% of his reaitsu base.

This was a meal, that his sword had not had in a long, long time. The particles were merging with his body again, ripping to and fray across the surface of his skin. And, as the next buzz saw came close to him. Suddenly, it stopped. It was being pushed back by the raging amount of energy from his body. A breakthrough, his zanpaktou was almost ripping him apart from the inside out. He was barely controlling this power, and even his hollowfied regeneration kicked in, without releasing itself fully. Tears and cuts began to appear all over his body as the very air itself began to vibrate in the exhaling.

Broken, each particle sent shock waves from themselves. Resonating, they did, with his very soul. A pure resonance such as this, what would it do to the world around them? The same as it had always done. Ravage, destroy. His body was destroying the air around him, at a height of force that he hadn't performed but once before. All this was possible. because now that his zanpaktou had absorbed enough reaitsu, it was beginning to burn it. It was becoming clear of his abilities.

While in shikai, he would gather fuel, the reaitsu of himself and others. His bankai, is a match for this fuel. Imagine, if you would. Suddenly tossing a match into a mixture of many fuels at once. Depending on what fuels they were and how much? What would be the effect. This was the effect, with as much devastating energy it was giving a devastating effect. How long would it last before it was stabilized? This is unsure, as apparent the first burst is the most powerful. So powerful, infact that it ripped the ground from it's place and throw everything back from him, even the man that came towards him.

Calming now, the climaxed reached, his body was ignited in pure white. The sapphire flames from before had turned into pure white aura. Aura, that masked what seemed like half of the night sky. More and more as it grew under control, it grew closer to his body. Until, finally, the aura hovered in all directions, ten full feet from his body. Truly his body was ablaze in passion, and his mind was completely changed. But once more, the masked that he drew upon his face was suddenly burning away.

He could not control both his hollow powers and his bankai at the same time, it was nearly impossible. Imagine controlling a tiger in one hand, and a lion in the other. His hollow would have to sit shotgun in this one for a while, only used as a final resort. Then again, he had a few final resorts. He brought his right fist back, cocking it down at the man all while expelling the other's reiatsu from his cuts. His fist was like a rifle, or more line a cannon. Cocked and ready to fire, it was only now a matter of the stance.

Pulses began to come from the bottom of his feet, creating stability. Taking the stance, he gazed down upon the destroyed battlefield. Things were about to get very deadly, and the man under the ground would even feel this one. "I will use my full force in this punch, be prepared child." Divinity was shown, his insanity vanished, his desires vanished. Sonomori, was no longer himself. With a zanpaktou that changed his very personalities, it was hard to keep himself in any way. Now, the ancient man took his unrivaled force within his fist, thrusting it downwards upon the barren fireball of a wasteland.

It was an artillery of the gods. Air pockets were created in full suspension under the own weight of the force that was raging behind it. So strong was his punch, that it created a rift in air-space, a vacuum all the way down to his opponent. The punch impacted with the force of ten thousand before him. The ground rocketed inwards, leaving a massive crater where the thrust was placed. With the weakened soil, it began to wave around the impact zone. It acted as if it were water, spewing out at the ends of it and utterly destroying what was beneath. Could either of the opponents stand this force?



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PostSubject: Re: The Conversational Hellhole   Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:25 am

He smiled, the time had come, a crack had appeared under him and he had caught the sight of a rushing fire, he had already finished his job, he stood up inside his now cut in half bubble, peering up into the sky, he had already witnessed the great flash felt the heat, his wings extended catching the heat as it raised slowly raising him the extra weight from the minerals he had collected dragging him down, he smiled, onyx covered his eyes now, presquilla would be his eyes, the arrancar ability to see spiritual pressure from its true origin, his legs and arms were covered in light weight sapphire, his chest was covered in emerald, and from his elbows to shoulders, knees to waist was ruby, he could only be seen as a shining crystal amongst the flames that now surrounded him as he quickly was launched into the ground, a great explosion sending the fire up from the ground, his wings were untouched by the flame, the ground itself rippled as he was launched like a missile from the ground, a devilish grin on his face the entire time. He held a sword of pure obsidian in his left hand and a sword of pure ivory in his other.

He once free of the torrential up rising of the heat he used his speed from the launch and force of the explosion on the ground to speed like a bullet with sonido, if he were to chase someone right now, they would need how to sonido 5x's faster to get away, he came at the man with both swords poised to cut him down, the onyx over his eyes blocking out all the light, he then felt the sword's in his hand's shatter when he was just within punching distance, he felt his armor shatter and felt cuts ravage his body continuously
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" His charge had been cut off air cutting him to his shirt was a ravaged mess his pants were tattered, he was pushed out of this cutting torrent of air and he was happy to be released, his eyes began to glaze over as he fell to the ground, How could this have happened no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, i won't accept this! THIS WILL NOT BE THE END! No, no MY BODY WILL NOT GO COLD!"Now my loyal pet, now is the time i will meet these people that you call your friends, your rivals, you truly love their company i can see it deep down."

Abbraccio Blackwings! MORRIGAN!

His wings glowed a dark black, blacker then they had before they slowly split into 4 wings each glistened like a black onyx jewel, his face was fine, his body had recovered from most of the scratches he had taken a devilish smile crossed his face."You may all bask now in my vassals body,FOR I NOW HAVE THE DEATH GODDESS MORRIGAN ON MY SIDE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!Calm down now child for they will learn what power is, just let it trickle little by little."Ryokoshky spoke in tune with Morrigan now, and let them learn what it means to fight on the side of death."
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