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The cool air of Fall was beginning to settle in throughout Karakura Town. It was… well, frankly, it was just terrible. But this was nothing new to the blonde-haired girl in flashy clothes as she wandered the streets; she was the type to complain that it’s too hot in the summer, then when the fall and winter roll around she yearns to burn her skin via days on the beach under the summer sun. Weather and her were never two things that particularly agreed on anything, anyway, so today she added a scarf to her performance get-up and simply went on her way. It was probably gonna be another boring day, anyway; she had no gigs booked and no assignments from Soul Society… not that she would’ve paid attention to or followed the latter anyway… and thus that meant she was free to do as she pleased, which meant wandering around looking for either an impromptu magic performance opportunity or for another way to lounge about without having to do anything.
“Man, sometimes this town is just sooooo boring~!” The young girl yawned loudly, drawing the amused, if not slightly insulted, attention of those walking nearby. Right, cause how dare she call out a boring town on being boring! But it didn’t matter. They were just peasants anyway! What did they know of fun, and artistry, and, and… and of life! Enjoyment! All they were doing was walking around in suits, probably to or from boring jobs they hated anyway!
A sudden, low-but-loud growl erupting into a roar from a few blocks away caught her attention. A beast had spotted its prey, and~ suddenly a huge shadow fell upon the girl, the giant beast landing in the middle of an intersection she now stood at the corner of. It breathed heavily down upon her, its large, muscular body leaning over her. She gave it a considering, unamused look, before a mischievous smile crossed her face.
“My my, aren’t you just a big, feisty beasty, aren’t you~♡?” She winked at the beast, just a moment before her smile turned back to an uninterested frown. “But you’re lookin’ at the GREAT Zephyria Ioelena the Third, Illusionist Extraordinaire, and you’re way below my pay grade, punk! Now behold, and wonder at my power!” Her powers unlocked suddenly, and she quickly spread her energy to the panel of sidewalk below her right foot, drawing the corresponding leg up, the sidewalk panel lifting effortlessly with it, before kicking it towards the Hollow’s throat. Using her abilities, she made the panel fly at a considerable speed, knocking the Hollow off its feet and two blocks away.
“Now that, folks, is how you deal with pesky monsters harassing you on the street!” She held out her arms, a satisfied grin crossing her face, until she realized the situation. “Woulda been even better if any of you could see the monster.” Luckily, she had a reputation around the town now as a magician, so she would get away with a slap on the wrist for the sidewalk, probably. She could always put it back, anyway.
Suddenly the Hollow got up, cracking the panel of sidewalk in two, the pieces falling to the ground and shattering even further as it rose to its feet with a loud roar.
“Oh come on, now that’s just rude!” She rested her hand onto a street sign next to her, feeling her energy spread into it, a sadistic grin crossing her face once more. “Someone should teach you some manners.”
Hanzo caught the scent. The scent of death, a haunted soul seeking to wreak havoc on this mortal plane. And it was his duty to dispatch of those. Not even his armour clunked. Not even his steps resounded as Genjitsu stalked across the rooftops in broad daylight. A soft, almost guttural growl resounded as he had finally spotted the beast. A growl twisted by the metal and turning out to be a rather horrific sound. With a soft sheen, the blade pushed from his gauntlet and he leaned on the ridge of the house, glancing down at the hollow. Ready to jump before a panel of the sidewalk smacked into it and sent the beast flying off into the distance.
The crimson eyes widened in surprise and he glanced down at the woman responsible. Roughly in the same spot of power as him. Human, though different. Then back at the hollow.
Though one thing managed to ennerve him. This woman, shouting and putting up a display. Unsightly, to say the least. He glanced back at the hollow as it roared it's challenge and sighed. Ofcourse not, such an uncoordinated attack wouldn't to anything but piss such a creature off. The mask was their weakspot. And he was more than eager to show that.
"Sorera o shiageru, Osoroshī Kōri," he muttered slowly. The blade in his gauntlet reforming to a small kusarigama in his hands. His reiatsu was now present. And he charged forward, towards the hollow. Two glacial mirrors surrounded the creature all of a sudden. And Genjitsu charged in, the blade brandished to dig in the mask. The two mirrors positioned that they would slam down in the hollow's arms and pin it down. Leaving it's mask completely open and defenseless for the final blade to dig in.
Things were going well. The day was looking up! Here she had woken up expecting a perfectly boring day, absolutely dreadful. Horrible! Maybe a minor gig here or there, some kid’s birthday party or a street show, but nothing spectacular. But now she was fighting a GIANT MONSTER! Not that it was particularly out of the ordinary, but it had been -so long- since she’d just been able to fight a monster because it was inconvenient, not because it was her job to. This was gonna be so much fun! She could do whatever the hell she wanted! It sucked that her audience couldn’t actually see what was happening, and that they probably thought she was crazy. Or magic. Or both. But it didn’t matter; she was having fun anyway!
That is… until THIS shit happened.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, just as the beastie was about to charge into the first step of his untimely demise, two huge mirrors came down out of nowhere and bound the beast’s arms to the ground. What the hell!? As if on queue, some guy dress up as a knight… huh, felt like a Shinigami, but weren’t they supposed to all wear those dorky black robes?… came in out of nowhere, raising his blade as if to finish of the Hollow. The beast. HER beast. Taking the finale of HER SHOW. Her jaw would have hit the pavement below, if that were physically possible. But it wasn’t, cause this ain’t some cartoon or nerdy anime roleplay forum, see? So she had to settle with a look that was a mix of mild confusion and pure anger. She decided to settle on the anger.
Ripping the street sign from the ground, she leaped forward, bringing it back, and swinging it…
…striking the side of the Shinigami’s head with the flat end of the sign, aiming to send him flying away, if not at least into one of his own mirrors and out of her way.
“THE HELL DO YA THINK YOU’RE DOIN, YA COSPLAYING FREAK!?” She shouted at him, ignoring the giant monster in front of her for the moment. “You think you can just jump in here and steal MY SHOW!? Think again, bub! I’m queen of this town, and there’s only ONE majestic…” Striking a pose, she continued. “Fabulous…” Striking another pose, she moved on to the finale. “…MASTER magician on the scene to save the day!”
The beast tried to lurch forward, jaws opening to try to catch her leg, but she swung the sign down on its snout, stopping it. “That is BAD TIMING, and was incredibly rude. Wait your turn!”
He glanced down at the hollow, before he felt the presence of the girl that had begun fighting the monstrosity closed in. A soft sigh before he started to speak, aiming to scold the girl at her shownmanship. "That was extremely slo-."
*CLUNK*
Before he knew it, a spiritually empowered streetsign was smacked against the side of his head. And the forces managed to send him flying, smacking into the pavement several meters away. Metal grinding against the concrete and clunking loudly as he came to a stop. The perk of such a helmet and chestplate was the fact it managed to catch some of the blunt force trauma. He needed a moment to recover from the surprise, face down in the concrete. Listening to the girl shouting and squealing. The sound reminded him of one of those lumber yards he once fought in. Akin to those large circular saws. It was a headache. Though that affliction was also to blame on the street sign.
He flipped on his back and jumped back to his feet, disappearing from sight and getting back up in Zephyria's face. The chain of his Kusarigama wrapping around the street sign and placed under his foot to lock the weapon down, his hand moving to grab her wrist. "Are you stupid?!" Came the next question, deep and gritty. The voice obviously amplified or artificially made.
Another roar and the creature tried to snap out at Genjitsu's feet, which in and of itself was a stupid idea. "Silence," he scolded the hollow while he used his foot to kick the counterweight of his shikai in the beast's face. Silencing it again. "Save what day? All I see is inefficiency and idiocy. The bumbling of a fool girl."
Satisfied that her move to subdue the intruder on her performance, even if it was just for herself this time, had worked, she let out a relieved sigh, still holding the end of the sign down on the Hollow’s snout, keeping it in check. Such a weak monster couldn’t hope to escape her; but it was big, and she was an entertainer. Things seemed to be back in check… until the Shinigami got back up and, of all things, got up in her face. GOT. UP. IN. HER. FACE. Who did he even think he was!? He came in, ruined her good time, and now he was getting mad at HER for it!? The nerve of these Shinigami! She knew she would hate being associated with this bunch the moment they kidnapped her… truly not the best start to a business arrangement, but it got her even more power than she’d already had, so she took it. Reluctantly, somewhat, but she took it. It was fun to watch that creepy scientist’s disappointment as she took all of his tests and experiments like a champ, totally not wailing like a baby the entire time.
“Stupid? You’re calling ME stupid when YOU’RE the one the broke in on my act!?” Her voice rose and fell in such sweeping motions that it was likely difficult to tell if she was even still taking the situation seriously anymore. She was, but she was ever the dramatist. When the Shinigami scolded her new plaything, she scowled even deeper. “Hey, he’s mine! Only I get to tell him to shut up!” And then, to top it all off, he criticized her work, her performance. He called her -inefficient-, and even worse, an -IDIOT-. Who did this guy think he was!?
“You want efficient!?” Without wasting another breath she popped her soul pill in her mouth, chewing it briefly before swallowing, her physical form falling backwards as he spiritual body emerged, draped in a bright pink and blue variation of the Shinigami’s Shihakusho. She drew her sealed Zanpakuto up and thrust it down, piercing the Hollow through the center of the head. It almost immediately dissipated into the air. “There! A quick job, classic Shinigami work!” It took a moment to realize what she’d done, at which point she turned to the empty spot where the Hollow had been, her face suddenly twisting from the 'angry old lady glare' to 'a child on the verge of releasing waterfalls of tears'.
“NOOOOO!!! WHAT HAVE I DOOOOONE!?!?!?” She wailed, still taking care to embellish the crests of her tone. “WHAT IS LIFE WITHOUT SOME DRAMA!? SOME SHOW BUSINESS!?!??” She stood, turning to the Shinigami, pointing her Zanpakuto at his chin, though somehow the collective motion of it did away with any level of threat it could have seemed to pose. “WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF, MISTER!?!?!?”
"Act?" Genjitsu asked, his voice changed slightly. As if he was surprised. "Isn't an act something people enjoy watching?" He pondered aloud. "Often paid, I'd find it hard to imagine someone would pay for a girl screeching and squealing like a pig and failing to do such an easy task." Though when she once again, with that damned high pitched voice some women possessed, shouted and asked if he wanted efficiency, he gave a dry and curt nod. "Yes," it seemed they had reached an agreement, at least. Though he wondered why she needed to be screaming the whole. Damn. Time. Completely missing the fact it was Zephyria being hotheaded and petulant, rather than in an actual agreement.
When she popped the soul pill and dropped from her human body, he held an empty vessel in his hands. And with a soft snarl, Hanzo just threw it to the ground. Like it was just a useless puppet. What followed pleased him. A quick and clean kill. As it was supposed to be. Though it made him wonder. She managed to shatter the mask in one go, while he missed the mark.
Was she stronger? He pulled the chain of the Kusurigama up and wrapped it around his arm with a quick gesture. His hand moved up to caress the chin of his mask, deep in though. Completely ignoring the the near-crying and once again, hysterical screeching of the girl. He glanced back up at Zephyiria and put a finger on the blade, lowering it slightly. What he had to say and comment on this situation?
He gave her a thumbs up. "Good job," he growled under his breath, before turning around and walking away. His shikai sealing again.
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