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A natural aptitude. A skill. A talent with wich she was born. A genius. That was what someone could call it. Only having taken the instrument up several weeks ago, the hazel haired bount was already proficient with it, as if she had practiced it for years. She opened her eyes and looked up from her spot on the sidewalk, after a soft and gentle tune that had captivated the artist herself. The case of her guitar open on the curb, the occasional yen thrown in and sometimes even a compliment to her skill with the beautiful dark oaken guitar. She just strummed gently, a place close to the park that was generally peaceful, thus, the sound of the strings being plucked were quite clear. She smiled gently. A thing she could get used too. This peace. The music. It gave her something to do. She didn't really care for the pocket change she recieved. Yet, she felt at ease when doing it. People complimenting her or applauding when she took a break for just a moment only motivated her.
But, the real reason why she wanted to play her guitar was that it made her forget the things she hated. The curse of her immortality. Her past that haunted her. Faces of those she killed. All of those were slowly wiped away by the gentle tunes she managed to produce. The pieces she created. She didn't really hold to a pattern. No, the bount only plucked the strings as her heart desired and allowed for her guitar to speak. She closed her eyes as she gently started to play again after a short intermezzo. Completely focussed on the instrument. Concentration itself.
Post by Alrich Detlef on Jul 24, 2015 14:24:36 GMT
"I'll take two please."
Alrich said as he handed the man running the vendor he always visited every so often the Yen required for his purchase. Red bean Imagawayaki. The bount found no one who could make it better in Karakura Town. And to think, it was just some third rate vendor as well. The way the world works sometimes could just be fascinating. Thanking the vendor owner again Alrich made his way down the street while at the same time making his way through his bean filled pancake like snack. Today had been good thus far. He did not die, and he had not ran into any Shinigami yet either. And on a even better note, Tyr has not brought his day down as well. With a pleasant smile on his face he continued down the busy street until he came upon a younger female playing a guitar.
She was pretty good, and not bad looking either. Standing quite a bit away from where the girl was set up, the music made him reminiscence about the old days. The really old ones, from back before he was turned into what he is now. His sister used to play music. As he stood there, soaking in the music he decided to give the girl a tip. But as he made his way through the crowd to place the rest of what Yen he had in his pocket, time froze. Like literally.
A dark figure moved though the frozen in time mass of people, randomly touching one with a long and slender arm. Those who were touched seem to be sparked ablaze by a white fire, but they were not burned. Instead after a moment they seemingly vanished as if they were burned up. The figure took its time as it looked each and every individual it came across over, before either touching them or moving on. Before too long, the figure had touched both Alrich and the girl playing the guitar. Once this was done the figure stopped for a moment and looked around, as if it were making sure it checked everyone within the area before it too, burst into white flames and were gone. As time started again Arich found himself in a somewhat familiar place, but was in a moment of shock as he watched his Yen float down into a mass of nothing but white sand.
He and the others had been transported to Hueco Mundo.
{USED/HELD TECHS}Name: Lark and Warbler Class: Soul Engineering Tier: VII Type: Item Range: Melee Description: A pair of obsidian edged Trench Knives created by the Mod Soul race specifically for the use of Alrich Detlef, whose abilities may only be used by him. They are very durable, being able to survive the rigors of high powered Bankai level melee combat. One slice of these blades could leave you without limbs, or without your life. This is a Staff Created Weapon made from the Box Prize.
Name: Caja Negación | Negation Box Class: Item Creation Tier: VII Type: Item Range: 20 Meters Description: Allows the user to seal off anyone within a pocket dimension for 20 posts, whereupon they will not be able to respond in the thread until after this time. Can only be used once per thread and comes in the form of a little black box, the size of roughly a marble. Created using Canon Item Box.
Name: Jokaisho | Jokai Crest Post Count: 1 (see below) Class: Item Creation Tier: VII Type: Item Range: Self Description: A medallion that can fuse with its wearer, forming tattoo like markings on their body while giving them immense extra power. Due to the amount of strain the Jōkaishō puts on the body the user will incur a -1 debuff to their overall advantages permanently. At the start of a thread this item will always be considered empty but over a series of 10 posts of drawing energy, the Jōkaishō will charge itself, thus granting the user +1 overall advantages for every 10 posts that pass up to a total of +2 after the 10 post mark. This charge rate will have its post count reduced to 6 while within any Spiritual Realm effectively making it +1 advantage every 3 posts instead while the cap remains the same. Created using HL-A Super Box perk for Bount.
That scent. It was someone else. Someone of her own. A bount. She looked up from her playing, just gentle strumming the guitar. Time seemed to freeze. she couldn't hit the last deep strum before she was touched by the unknown creature and transported to Hueco Mundo. A gentle strum was heard as time unfroze once more, the bount awed. Where were they. The only place that this could be was Hueco Mundo. She murmured a swear under her breath as she laid eyes on the horrific creature roamed between the humans. Who, ofcourse panicked. "Äon.." She gently muttered the dolls name as the feather removed itself from her hair, growing majestic black wings.
"Get that thing away from the rest.." She said towards the doll wich nodded and charged forward at the hollow, a shield and enourmous sword growing in the doll's hands. The shield, roughly the same size as the giant and probably bigger then the hollow, would smack it back. The doll charged foward, blade brandished, aiming to pierce through the hollow, who was held in place by small reishi tentacles from the ground that would keep the creature in place. Tenshi dissappeared from sight, landing behind the monstrosity. A light erupted from the hand of the doll, shards surging forward and piercing through the hollow. From behind, several orbs formed on the musician's hand and surged over towards the hollow, following it and attaching to it's body on four different angles. Errupting in a bright light and shredding the hollow to bits in a silent explosion of bright white light.
{techniques} Name: Halt ** Class: Reishi Technique Type: Binding Range: 15 Meters Tier: II Description: By altering the properties of reishi around the opponent’s feet, this technique causes a chain of reishi to wrap around an enemy's legs as they approach, slowing their movements as if walking through snow and sludge or water. The wrapping of the chains occurs at bala speeds, making it useful for retreat.
Name: Geheiligt, Himmlischen Rücknahme (Sanctified, heavenly redemption) Class: Reishi Technique Tier: IV Type: Offensive Range: Long, 80 meters Description: The user extends his hand, firing four small, silver orbs from it. These orbs follow the targed at cero speed. Each orb can erupt a bright white light once, blinding the user. The small silver balls latch onto the user, exploding in bright white light and dealing tier IV damage. The balls can chase up for maximum two posts, four post cooldown.
Name: Zerstörung Licht (Destroying light) Class: Doll technique Tier: IV Type: Offensive Range: 15 meters Description: Like a shotgun, shards of light erupts from the doll's hand and blasts forward, dealing physical and burning damage. Travels at cero speed.
Name: Ritter (Knight) Class: Doll technique Type: Supplementary Range: Self Tier: III Description: Äon manifests on the reishi in the immediate area, using that reishi to construct a large, stone-like shield, that can withstand tier III hits. and a blade of similair material instead of his hands. This form increases his strength. x3 strength. Ausweider and Ritter cannot be activated at the same time.
As the hollow Tenshi's doll attempted to obliterate was hit with the barrage of light, it dissipated in a flash of white flames. A strange Reiatsu presence replaced it; one that grew in density and power until it reached almost unimaginable heights. Not even thirty feet away from Alrich and Tenshi a figure outlined in flames appeared before them.
"It's useless attacking my subjects. It will only be detrimental to your life, I assure you."
The flames dissipated, leaving a monstrous figure, who was at least nine feet tall clad in what looked like white armor plates. A extremely large sword was at its side, which was about as large as the female bount just by itself. A helmet of bone sat upon the Vasto Lorde's head, its eyes hidden but a glowing red light could be seen from the visor. His voice had been hollow, as if he were far away as well as it had a hint of an echo.
"I see my servant has brought me something out of the ordinary this time. You smell ... different. What do you call yourselves?" He nodded to Aeon, who looked to be the strongest out of the bunch. They were no Hollow, that was for certain. And calling them Shinigami would just be stupid. At first glance, he thought they were Human, but no; they couldn't be that either.
{TECHS USED/ACTIVE}Name: Handicap Post Count: 1 Class: Plot Power Type: Passive Range: Self Tier: I Description: Elevates all of the users masteries to Specialized for 30 posts.
he tried to call out before tenshi made her attack. something was wrong, he felt it deep in his gut. he did not know exactly what it was, but he was not made to dwell on it long before the giant arrancar made its presence known. instinctively he shoved his hands within his fur lined cloak and brandished the trench knives he always fought with. he was still taken aback however, as the amount of reiatsu this guy was exerting with no visible effort was insane.
"release me then, so that i can show how insignificant this fool is."
tyr, alrich's doll spoke out to him from within his sealed state. alrich just shook his head and gave him a silent "not yet". this was followed and answered by grumbles of a more childish nature than you would think of someone who calls himself a god.
"what we are is none of your business. why did you bring us here?"
alrich asked after he managed to re-gain his composure after being taken off guard by the energy being thrown about with even a lift of a persons finger here. this guys was dangerous, but at least they had numbers against him if things went sour. a potential four versus one always made the odds seem a little better in just about any case.
{USED/HELD TECHS}Name: Lark and Warbler Class: Soul Engineering Tier: VII Type: Item Range: Melee Description: A pair of obsidian edged Trench Knives created by the Mod Soul race specifically for the use of Alrich Detlef, whose abilities may only be used by him. They are very durable, being able to survive the rigors of high powered Bankai level melee combat. One slice of these blades could leave you without limbs, or without your life. This is a Staff Created Weapon made from the Box Prize.
Name: Caja Negación | Negation Box Class: Item Creation Tier: VII Type: Item Range: 20 Meters Description: Allows the user to seal off anyone within a pocket dimension for 20 posts, whereupon they will not be able to respond in the thread until after this time. Can only be used once per thread and comes in the form of a little black box, the size of roughly a marble. Created using Canon Item Box.
Name: Jokaisho | Jokai Crest Post Count: 2 (see below) Class: Item Creation Tier: VII Type: Item Range: Self Description: A medallion that can fuse with its wearer, forming tattoo like markings on their body while giving them immense extra power. Due to the amount of strain the Jōkaishō puts on the body the user will incur a -1 debuff to their overall advantages permanently. At the start of a thread this item will always be considered empty but over a series of 10 posts of drawing energy, the Jōkaishō will charge itself, thus granting the user +1 overall advantages for every 10 posts that pass up to a total of +2 after the 10 post mark. This charge rate will have its post count reduced to 6 while within any Spiritual Realm effectively making it +1 advantage every 3 posts instead while the cap remains the same. Created using HL-A Super Box perk for Bount.
Her eyes widened, quite immediatly, black etherreal wings formed on her back as used her springen to create distance between herself and the new apparition. Her foe had just dissappeared and she could smell it. This guy was strong. Too strong. She touched down where her guitar case was, putting the instrument in it's place and shutting the case. She kept her eyes on the new character, the antagonist in this scene, she smirked bitterly as the black wings on her back neatly folded up. She took a deep breath. And dissappeared from sight with a strong smack of her wings, landing next to the other bount. Her doll raised it's shield and backed towards the two slowly. The shield ready to catch any attack thrown at him.
"Tenshi Kukichi." She stated her name to the other bount. There were more friendly ways of introducing herself, but the current situation didn't ask for politeness. The doll stood infront of the two bounts, the enourmous shield thumping down on the white sands protectivly. "Äon. Be ready to use it." She whispered towards the doll, who made a grunting noise in confirmation. She looked towards the stranger, the black wings on her back slowly folding together again. Who questioned their transport here. The reason of their presence. She arched an eyebrow. She was curious.
Name: Verdorben, Schwarzen Flügeln (Corrupted, black wings) Class: Soul Absorption Technique Tier: III Type: Supplementary Range: Close Description: By focussing, Tenshi can grow black, spectral wings, wich render flight, along with a passive x3 speed boost. Can be hold up for four posts.
Name: Ritter (Knight) Class: Doll technique Type: Supplementary Range: Self Tier: III Description: Äon manifests on the reishi in the immediate area, using that reishi to construct a large, stone-like shield, that can withstand tier III hits. and a blade of similair material instead of his hands. This form increases his strength. x3 strength. Ausweider and Ritter cannot be activated at the same time.
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