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So, the post got deleted, but basically Mechan and Cyrell started out having finished repairing and revamping Mechan's GORILLA (Gear Operated Robotic Intelligence Load-Lifting Automaton), as you can guess, a giant robot gorilla. They step back and stray it with some Hollow bait and then a bunch of hollows come and the robot just punches them and stuff and that's about it. Fuck.
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Cyrell stood with her greasy hands upon her hips. Restoring the G.O.R.I.L.L.A. had been a lot of fun, it turned out. Mechan was pretty good company, mostly due to the fact that if anything, he was even more weird than she was. There wasn't any pressure to do anything but create things and that was something that she was good at. She'd dutifully supplied him with some hollow-bait, pretty easy stuff to come across all things considered, and they'd stepped back in order to watch his new creation tearing the hollows all asunder.
She removed her welding mask and smiled, very out of character for Cyrell, and clapped her hands excitedly. It had worked, and it was functioning! Hallelujah! She smiled gleefully, before turning to Mechan. Impassive as ever. She saw the blank eyes of his mask, and realized belatedly that perhaps this had not been the most professional reaction, so she immediately erased all trace of emotion from her face and assumed a stoic expression so absolute that it almost seemed like a comic parody.
"The test appears to be successful, Mechan-san." she said, "The Gear Operated Robotic Intelligence Load-Lifting Automaton is fully operational and functional." statistics about its performance flashed up on the HUD her scanner projected straight into her retina. "Excellent work."
Mechan turned to Cyrell in response, the hanging moon lighting his mechanical face, his jaw screws whirring and spinning into a sort of grin as his eye ports glowed brightly. "It seems you were right about the ventilation of the vapor pressure pumps, the beast is going off without a hitch!"
Upon the dune, the GORILLA bot continued to fend off the band of hungry Hollows, whacking away whatever came into its vicinity like an automatic fly-swatter. They had barely been able to scratch its exterior in their onslaught, but were as relentless as they were stupid. They hadn't caught on just yet that their was no soul to devour within this hulking monster, and were driven into a frenzy by Cyrell's super-bait.
Mechan watched the beasts brawl, recording all of the information into his memory banks to process for further tests. But it wasn't long before the mood shifted. The beasts that up until this point had been throwing themselves at the monster without relent, had now hesitated. They seemed to look around for a moment, their demeanor obviously dramatically changed. The smaller ones bolted first, running off in all directions, and slowly the larger and larger ones eventually left too. Mechan stared inquisitively, his eye ports whirring a bit to zoom and scan the area. Maybe they realized their attempts weren't worth the outcome..?
But then the dune began to shift, sand rippling down its slopes in vibrating waves. Something was happening, a tectonic shift? Did they have that in this dimension? Mechan wasn't well versed on the geological structure of Hueco Mundo. But no, it seemed that wasn't it. His spiritual senses began to tingle even, something was coming, and it was big.
Suddenly a geyser of sand erupted from the dune, and from it the amorphous silhouette of a grand beast could be seen within the cloud of dust. It seems a true monster has reared its ugly head this time to square up against the GORILLA. Mechan stood in wait, watching intently. As the dust settled, there from the sand stood a serpent-like monster, towering over the GORILLA, and leering down at it with glowing red eyes. The GORILLA slowly lifted its head to the monster, before cocking back its elbow for a punch, but all was thwarted when the beast suddenly shot up a tail of sorts from the sand, slamming the GORILLA flat onto the dune, and then clamping down its jagged enormous teeth. In seconds, the monster devoured his robot, snapping off parts of it until the last of the automaton had vanished down its gullet.
Mechan's metal fist gripped tightly behind his back. Of course the destruction of his robot was possible, but he would need to retrieve it by the end of the test. Otherwise months worth of work would be down the drain. He couldn't let this monster just leave with his minion. He would have to get it back, and with a mindless creature like this... it would have to be by force.
Stamping up the dune now, gears whirring and steam venting from all around him, he marched up to the beast and clacked his heels together.
"Monster, this is your one and only chance to regurgitate my GORILLA before I will retrieve it myself. By force, if nece-" but before he could finish his threat, the beast shot its tail up out of the sand once more and hit Mechan with enough force to send him hurling off the dune atleast a hundred yards... in pieces...
His arms and legs had sheared off of him as he ragdolled into the distance, eyeports dimming before going black, sparks and steam shooting out of every wound.
The Beast stared unimpressed for a bit before burping, a metal arm of the GORILLA shooting out of its gullet and landing with a thud in the sand. After a moment more, it reared up and finally dove back into the sand, disappearing just as quickly as it had came.
Cyrell nodded at the mechanical man's grin, her face serious and her brow furrowed once more. It seemed to be going well for them. The hollows were being destroyed by Mechan's creation- Cyrell would make an inventor of him yet. However, it didn't last. The hollows stopped attacking the G.O.R.R.I.L.A. all together, and Cyrell scanned the area with her scanner. It seemed as though the hollows were running away from something. Cyrell's scanner couldn't see it. Was it malfunctioning? Could the hollows possibly see something that Cyrell could not? It seemed unlikely to say the least.
Perhaps they could feel it; indeed, the ground was shifting and as such, Cyrell scanned below the ground. It was there she saw it, the shape of a large hollow, crawling its way up.
"Uuh Mechan-san..." Cyrell began but too late, the monster emerged and ate the robot, nearly whole. She boggled at it, head cocked slightly to the side. "Your robot has been eaten." she said, simply. While Mechan seemed intent on confrontation, Cyrell knew well enough that hollows could not be reasoned with, not one iota. On the other hand, she respected that he had the free will to make his own decisions, and left him to it.
That appeared in this case to be not the best move to have made. Mechan marched up to the beast and was almost instantly smashed into pieces, limbs and body parts flying everywhere.
"Mechan!" she cried out in fear, as the beast belched out the Gorilla's arm, and fled. Cyrell performed a sonido to close the gap to him, seeing his lifeless, dead body upon the ground moved her to tears. "But... But you still had many things left to create! I would have invented you a tongue so you could enjoy ice cream!" she wept openly over his lifeless corpse.
He laid there, half buried in the sand, his eye ports having lost their light. There was no sound coming from his cold steel head, which was now several feet from his body... and arms... and legs... and no signs of any life at all. To be done in by a single blow from a monster... and worse yet, his prized GORILLA unit decimated in seconds. It was enough... it make his blood boil... er... steam.. er something witty. It was hard to be clever while your entire system rebooted. But it wouldn't be long now until everything was ship shape, like a giant metal air ship- shape. Ironic.
From out of view came a noise. Thwap. Thwap. Thwap. From a few meteres away, a small figure seemed to be hopping toward them. It was... Mechan's... leg...? Atleast the lower half of it anyway, and it was... hopping? Slowly but surely it was ambling (if you could call it that) its way back to its master. Until it slipped on the sand, toppling over onto its side, squirming about desperately in an attempt to continue. Finally a small vent of steam sent it rolling across the sand toward Mechan, then another, inching closer by the second. And what nearby? But Mechan's arm..s, both of them clawing their way across the sand back toward him like some Night of the Living Dead robot edition. All of his pieces were making their way back to their home, in all of their different methods and ways.
In Cyrell's hands, Mechan's cold metal dome blurted out in a distorted and recalibrating metalic voice "QQQQQ-uiTe tHE WaLLLLLLLLoP eeeer..." His jaw plate shifted loose as his eyes flickered back on. By now, his pieces had met, and were fumbling to reassemble, dragging toward their respective joints and receptacles and fidgeting back to a useable state. With a leg twisted backward and arm almost completely mangled, his body rose like Frankenstein from the sand, rocking forward as it erected... before falling flat back into the sand. Going to take some recalibrating.
"Over here now, this way. To the talking head, yes oh, blasted. Fallen over again. Don't worry, I'll get it!" Mechan offered to Cyrell, once his body figured out how to walk again.
What Cyrell considered to be the lifeless corpse before her suddenly sprung back to life, literally pulling itself back together across the sand. He was... Alive! Cyrell dashed the tears from her eyes, and her face lit up with a sunbeam smile. The sight would be horrifying to almost anyone else, limbs dragging themselves across the sand to attach themselves back to their body, like some kind of horrific mechatronic zombie. As his body re-assembled, and his head came to life in Cyrell's hands, she looked at him curiously, before hugging him tightly to her chest. He was her only friend. The other people she had met had found her boring, like Satoshi, or been indifferent like Misato, actively hostile like Blight, or attacked her like Gage.
"Please be more careful Mechan-san." she said to the head before, despite his protests, kneeling down next to the mangled gigai that he inhabited, and re-attaching his head to his neck. "Your arm is totally unusable," she said to him matter-of-factly, "I would not recommend continuing to waste power on it. It would be an inefficient use of resources." she eyed the arm of the G.O.R.R.I.L.L.A. that was lain upon the floor, wondering if possibly he could make use of it instead. Of course, they had no option, they would have to go and recover the stolen robot! Especially after they had worked so hard to get it to work.
"Are you capable of moving under your own steam Mechan-san?" she asked, extremely excited at having made her first pun. She found, with pleasant surprise, that she was happy that he was still alive. This was a new emotion for her- the HUD of her in-retina scanner told her that it did not match any other emotional experiences she had previously had.
Standing up erect now, limbs twisted at wrong angles and his arm even full out of commission, Mechan beamed at Cyrell,
"Oh yes of course my dear Cyrell, being forcefully disassembled once is quite enough for me today. Note to log: Don't approach titanic beasts without assuming titanic consequences." Out of reflex, if robots could have that, he went to snap his heels together in his military fashion, only to realize his left heel had met with his right toe. He looked down to see his leg twisted and misaligned, to which he analyzed for a moment before reaching down and snapping everything back into place. A bit of steam vented here, and a grinding of gears and sputtering of sparks there, before the leg eventually seemed to be back in shape, as well as it could be atleast.
"Now then!" Moving to raise his arm, the crunching of metal and whirring of motors growled in his shoulder and elbow. Ah yes, the arm. That was a tricky one. He looked down and attempted to move it in any direction, even just trying to wiggle his mechanical fingers. Even without power he normally would be able to move with atleast his spirit, but this arm was in need of serious repairs. And at the moment, they did not have time for serious repairs, because as they spoke, his robot was either being digested or ground to bits, and all while hurtling away in some unknown direction far beneath the surface.
There was a hissing of steam and creaking of metal within Mechan's core now, and he moved his attention from his arm forward again, when suddenly a vent of steam sent the arm flung into the sand, ejected post haste. "We will worry about that after we get my GORILLA back." Snatching his arm up out of the sand with his non-manged one, he pried open the control panel on the wrist and tried a few of the buttons.
As a familiar humming sounded closer and closer, he knew the arm wasn't completely useless just yet. And here came his WASP, whirring overhead, off to search for traces of his beast, any tracks to follow. The WASP flew up into the endless night sky of the white sandy desert, and zoomed off to make its perimeter. Mechan looked over his mangled arm as he waited, analyzing the bents and breaks of his design. Nothing he couldn't repair, with the right tools and right time. Glancing down past his arm, his eye ports traced over the arm of the GORILLA, the only thing he had left of his creation. For a moment, his gears began to turn in his head... metaphorically, well, and literally of course.
But cutting off his train of thought, he read the readings sent from the WASP.
"Hmm, it seems there isn't much as far as traces of the Hollow, and the only thing even nearby are the odd Hollow and your friend whose been following you for the past few hours."
Cyrell nodded thoroughly at his note. A very wise and astute observation indeed. Mechan was a fine inventor and he would make an excellent one if he kept pursuing it. Even if his body was a little broken at the moment. She wondered absent-mindedly what the advantages of building a steam-powered body were, and couldn't for the life of her work out why except for the fact that it was kind of cool. Her aesthetic was that big horrible monster she used to be, which was decidedly less cool. She watched, amber eyes aglow, at the hovering WASP which was searching for the remainder of the robot. Cyrell went and picked up the GORILLA's arm; she was deceptively strong, despite her slender build.
"It's possible the WASP's sensors won't penetrate below into the Forest of the Menos." Cyrell told him matter-of-factly. "And I was not aware I was being followed." She blinked. Now that it had been mentioned, she became distinctly aware that there was someone else nearby. She furrowed her brow, and brought up a menu on her scanner, realizing that she'd had some of the functions turned off to stop her being distracted. She turned it back on, and her eyebrows rose in alarm. 'Visored nearby, Record? Negative. Strength; advanced adjuchas class arrancar/mid level vasto lorde class hollow. Sex; female (>99%).'...
The scanner's GUI reeled off more facts about Shiori, like her height, weight, temperature, total volume, whereabouts she had her weapons stowed, as well as providing a little model of her in the corner of Cyrell's eye, which she waved away because the visual stimulus was a little too intense for her.
"There is a visored nearby. I do not know if they are a threat." she said with alarm in her voice.
Post by Shiori Sasaki on Aug 13, 2018 18:50:01 GMT
Ones' only option is to strive for ones' own goals. If one cannot even do that, then one is lower than garbage. Worthless, for that one takes up space in this world while giving back none. That one would be better off dead.
The end is the only thing certain
A green light sparkled in the sky and what looked like a shining door opened up and out stepped a frizzy haired woman dressed in a short sleeve gi . Her raven black hair blew in the wind, blending in with the night sky as she stayed floating. She looked around at the arid desert that was Hueco Mundo, nothing much changed about it, not that she was expecting it to. With a sigh she slowly descended to the white sand while thinking about her reason for being here. The left sleeve of her gi fluttered as it folded back and forth over her stub of an arm. She needed to get that dealt with, it was a bit of a pain in her ass.
She allowed her senses to reach out as she touched down finally, she was looking for an arrancar. She was told there was one here in Hueco Mundo that could help her with her current situation. So here she was trying to see if there was any truth to the rumour. Still, she wasn't sure how she was supposed to know who it was just from the sense of reiatsu. She supposed she'd just check to see if there was anything weird around at first and then move on from there. A few miles north she could sense a few weaker hollow running around, east nothing, west she sensed something powerful moving quickly and east of that she picked up on an arrancar and... a mod soul?
Now that was an odd pairing if she'd ever heard of one. Maybe that would be worth checking out. She made her way over to the two signatures, making it there quickly in just a few steps. When she appeared she heard a woman's voice, "There is a visored nearby. I do not know if they are a threat."
With a tilted head and a shrug she spoke up as if the statement was posed to herself. "Well you could always, but really I'm not here looking for trouble." She raised her one hand in a gesture of peace as she spoke. "I'm just looking for an arrancar that knows how to build an arm." Again her right hand hand now pointed at her obviously missing left arm. "This is a bit of a hinderance and I heard there was someone around here who was good with their hands, that could ...give me a hand." She smiled coyly as the pun left her lips. Her attention turned to the only arrancar that was currently within her vicinity. "My only question is, are you the arrancar I'm looking for?"
Mechan scanned the new guest, eye ports whirring a bit and the metal shutters around the glowing lights slightly closing, as if he were squinting his eyes. His sensors were working as rapidly as they could with the resent reboot, and he knew that if there was a brawl now it would be exceptionally bad. He ironically had the same amount of limbs as this potential threat, but he was not in fighting shape, and by his readings... she was incredibly powerful.
So far, she didn't seem blatantly dangerous, and Mechan turned his head to look at Cyrell, who didn't seem too worried herself. Mechan paused for a moment, before deciding for now they didn't seem to be in danger. The arm hidden behind his back lowered, and he discretely fiddled with the arm that he had ejected, clicking a button on the wrist to tell his WASP to stand down. Letting the two speak, he began attempting to strap his arm... or both arms, actually, the GORILLA arm included, to his back, which proved to be fairly difficult with only one arm to work with.
"Cyrell, would it be possible to discuss this on the way? Every second counts when you're creation is being taken away from you at several hundred meters a second in a monster filled wasteland!" He said matter-of-factly, although there was a bit of worrying undertone in his mechanical voice.
The visored appeared, no surprise to Cyrell who had been able to track her entire approach. She spoke a lot; asking if Cyrell could make her things. Ordinarily this would be delightful, and Cyrell was always happy to get involved and make things for people. But as Mechan later said, it would be key for them to immediately pursue the hollow that had escaped with his creation that the two of them had put so much work into.
"Mechan, I think I can trace it with my scanner; it's gone down into the forest of the menos; we have to follow, post-haste. Come!" Post-hate? She'd never said that before. He was rubbing off on her. Nonetheless there was a light tone of urgency in her voice to match Mechan's. She would run towards the sinkhole from which the hollow had erupted, with the intent that both Mechan and Shiori would follow.
"I can make you anything you need," Cyrell called back, "but you have to help us rescue the GORILLA!" she told Shiori, before sliding down into the pit, and as she had suspected, when she reached the bottom, she dropped down into the forest of the menos. The WASP would not be able to follow them down here, in this world of crystalline quartz trees and darkness. Cyrell kept her hackles raised, in order to guard from any unexpected adjuchas attacks while the others followed her down. An unexpected blow and it would all be over. She seemed to have followed the hollow down here, but where had it gone henceforth? She looked around, the GUI of her scanner cluttering her vision with a bunch of rubbish about materials which she waved away, before making it focus in on the trace of the hollow's reiatsu.
She saw it with her own eyes first. It had initially dragged the gorilla, losing nuts and bolts as it had, before burrowing down into the ground, creating a tunnel. It appeared that even beneath the forest there was quite the subterranean tunnel network. In fact, Cyrell's scanner informed her that there was an entire labyrinth, only some of which appeared to have been made by the burrowing monster. So it had a lair, eh...
Post by Shiori Sasaki on Aug 19, 2018 23:33:36 GMT
Ones' only option is to strive for ones' own goals. If one cannot even do that, then one is lower than garbage. Worthless, for that one takes up space in this world while giving back none. That one would be better off dead.
The end is the only thing certain
As she spoke and waited for a response from the arrancar she heard the whirring and whines of small machines. Turning her head in the direction of the sounds she noted the mod soul who didn't seem to be quite as put together as the rest of them. She wasn't quite sure about what happened prior to her arrival, but she could tell the arrancar wasn't the one that put him in his current state. She would soon find out she supposed as the mod soul spoke up finally.
"Cyrell, would it be possible to discuss this on the way? Every second counts when you're creation is being taken away from you at several hundred meters a second in a monster filled wasteland!"
A brow quirked up and Shiori made to ask the mod soul just what exactly was going on, but before she had the chance the arrancar was on the move and jumping into a hole whilst yelling about making her anything. Shiori turned back to look at the mod soul, "What the hell is going on?" They were going to rescue a gorilla? Was this another hollow? Possibly an arrancar, or was it another mod soul? She hadn't sensed any other beings besides the one heading in the opposite direction, but she hadn't seen what it looked like.
She was sure that had to be it, and she had a feeling this was going to be troublesome but she followed after the arrancar either way. She assumed the mod soul would as well and she still waited to hear his answer as she moved. She tried to piece things together as she ran. Gorilla, creation, it didn't have a reiatsu signature and the arrancar was tracking it by technological means. Could it be that this was simply some machine the mod soul made? Or maybe it was the arrancars? As she touched down into the forest of menos, she looked around at the crystalline trees. She'd never actually been here before, but she'd heard of it.
"So, just what exactly are we looking for?" she asked as she walked up behind the arrancar. That was when she saw the metal limbs being dragged around a corner before going down again, leaving nuts and bolts in it's wake. Well that answered her question.
With both severed arms now firmly cinched onto his back, Mechan began following after Cyrell as quickly as his semi-functioning form would allow him, the occasional grinding of gears and crunching of metal clanking as he hobbled. Seeing her dive straight into a pit of sand send red text whirring across his screen. Danger, Caution, all things bad. Being buried alive might not make him suffocate like other living beings, but if he was unable to free himself... that might be worse. But, he trusted Cyrell's understanding of this plane of existence, and they didn't have any time to hesitate, so he hobbled his way to the edge of the pit and before he could even dive in, was already being swallowed up by the shifting sands. He slid in deeper until he was engulfed by grainy darkness, which only lasted but a few seconds before he fells straight through to the level below.
Now this was new, there seemed to be a... cave network, with towering stalagmites... that looked almost like trees? Hueco Mundo was full of things Mechan needed to take notes of, but now was not the time. They had a GORILLA to chase, if it hadn't already been completely digested by this point.
As Cyrell turned off the irritating GUIs of her Scanner, she noticed Shiori coming to join her. She grew somewhat disgruntled with herself; why had she not hacked the SDRI's computer networks to scrape the data from them? If she had done that she would know everything about Shiori, most likely. In fact, she would also likely be able to get a specification sheet for Mechan, which would help him gain sufficient power in order to be able to stand up to threats that she herself was too weak to deal with. Furthermore, she reasoned, that with additional spiritual power, Mechan's ability to create items that worked by manifesting their users' spiritual pressure would also be increased...
BUT NOW WAS NOT THE TIME! They had a gorilla to rescue. While Shiori's presence had not been expected... It was in fact rather welcome. Cyrell's analytical and tactical brain had kicked into full swing, and she figured the Visored, who was similar to herself in strength, would be a helpful addition to their dungeon-busting team. Having said that, she was down an arm. For their purposes, Cyrell needed her at full strength. She'd reach into her bag and retrieve a little satchel, and upon feeling a little pot of gel, she grabbed it, and tossed it nonchalantly to Shiori.
The instructions were written on the pot lid, Cyrell would let her read it while Mechan followed them down. He was a little slower; Cyrell would need to make sure to keep to a pace he could keep up with. She caught his eye-ports when he landed, and pointed with her thumb into the labyrinth.
"Down there." she said, simply, and began making her way down into the catacombs, at a pace that Mechan would be able to keep up with. As they worked their way down, passing washers and other small components of the GORILLA, it got darker and darker, the inky blackness enveloping them, along with a certain coldness. Cyrell's scanner projected the lay of the land at her through a combination of infra-red and sonar. The tunnel, which started as a mole-like bore hole, eventually became smooth and squared, as though it were a ruin of some long lost civilization. Cyrell knew that structures existed like this elsewhere in Hueco Mundo. It was fascinating that this one had opened up now.
Eventually, when the tunnel had completely changed into some kind of corridor, they reached a fork, with both and a right pathway. Cyrell paused, hoping the others wouldn't bump into her back as she fiddled with her scanner to try and work out which way they ought to go.
"Be careful, there could be traps." she told the others.
{Spoiler} Name: Instant Limb Replacement Gel Type: Item - Single-Use (Body Mod) Tier: VI Current Amount: 10umm Description: The Instant Limb Replacement Gen (ILR Gel) is a transparent, viscous gel which can be used mid-combat to generate a fake limb. The gel itself can be stored in any liquid-proof container, and roughly 5umm of it is required per application. Upon application, the gel replicates a lost limb in full form. The replicated limb lasts for up to 10 posts before it decays and falls off. Its durability and H2H mastery levels are lowered by 1, and any technique tier IV or higher that is channeled through it reduces the post count by 1 post. It is worthy of note that the gel does not heal the affected limb. While it is attached, no blood is lost from the amputation, however once it falls off, the bleeding starts again.
Ones' only option is to strive for ones' own goals. If one cannot even do that, then one is lower than garbage. Worthless, for that one takes up space in this world while giving back none. That one would be better off dead.
The end is the only thing certain
There was no response from the mod soul after she had asked her question, but it was fine. She'd already come up with her own deductions and was sure they were fairly accurate. She came up behind the arrancar and her right hand raised quickly catching the item tossed her way. Shiori glanced down at it quickly reading the label. The vizard was surprised at what she saw, basically she had a temporary arm in a jar here, downside being it was temporary and once she lost it the bleeding would begin again. Shiori glanced up at the arrancar and nodded in thanks as she tucked the small syringe into her clothing for safekeeping.
Their pace slowed so that the mod soul could keep up, Shiori trailing just a few paces behind Cyrell as her senses reached out trying to track the hollow. They entered the catacombs, it was dark and eerie, yet they still had the ability see, if barely. "So, does anyone know anything in particular about this hollow, or where we are?"
Hueco Mundo was a large place, she was sure there was much of it that hadn't been explored yet, but still she asked. There was a chance one of them knew something. As soon as she asked they came upon a fork in the road. If there were booby traps she could trip them, but she doubted that they wanted to alarm everything living down here. She herself couldn't do much without exposing their presence. So she inched forward slowly her eyes and senses on full alert for anything suspicious.
{Item}Name: Instant Limb Replacement Gel Type: Item - Single-Use (Body Mod) Tier: VI Current Amount: 10umm Description: The Instant Limb Replacement Gen (ILR Gel) is a transparent, viscous gel which can be used mid-combat to generate a fake limb. The gel itself can be stored in any liquid-proof container, and roughly 5umm of it is required per application. Upon application, the gel replicates a lost limb in full form. The replicated limb lasts for up to 10 posts before it decays and falls off. Its durability and H2H mastery levels are lowered by 1, and any technique tier IV or higher that is channeled through it reduces the post count by 1 post. It is worthy of note that the gel does not heal the affected limb. While it is attached, no blood is lost from the amputation, however once it falls off, the bleeding starts again.
Monban no Me [Gatekeeper’s Eye] - A prototype collaboration between the 12th division and kidoshu following the events of Aizen Sosuke’s rebellion. In order to better police travel between the three worlds, the shinigami sought a method to track garganta, with the intention to tune the Seireitei’s barrier to permanently prevent it being breached from the outside by hollow-based sources. The “gatekeeper’s eye” is actually a misnomer, as the kido formula and physical enhancements do not actually affect the user’s vision, but rather require attachment to nerves close to the brain to function properly. Hollowfied cells are also utilized, which have the unfortunate side-effect of warping the eye’s appearance and tainting the optic nerves. It is advised that users wear something over the eye to prevent headaches and vertigo, as a hollows vision, while only slightly different from a shinigami’s, clashes with the visual information from the other eye. This eye gives the user the following abilities: First, the user can sense garganta being opened in a massive radius around them, though pinpointing the exact location takes time. Second, using the temporary dimensional “scar” left behind by garganta, which can be seen using the eye, the user can re-tear a recent garganta open. Lasty, because of the tampering done to user’s nerves, a special extrasensory perception develops, described as almost identical to that used by jigokucho. This allows the user to navigate the senkaimon and precipice dimensions without recourse.
Mechan hobbled after the group, seeing the entrails of his creation being scattered about in the wake of the fleeing beast like breadcrumbs, leading them further into the depths of a strange new world. He scanned about as they hurried along, his eyeports whirring as they took in as much information as they could about the crystaline treeline, and the moonlight that trickled down through the high roof. But even more interestingly, if this was the Menos Forest he had heard of, it should be crawling with creatures, yet it seemed barren in these parts. It was as if... even the Hollows knew this place was nowhere to be hunting, and yet here the three stooges were running headlong into a potentially one way ticket to their own demises? Fascinating.
But it did give him pause for a moment, causing his hobbling to slow down to a halt as he had finally decided that being in this state would more likely than not leave him as a hinderance, and going into a potentially dangerous place, there was no place for mistakes. Calling ahead to them, he waved his mechanical hand and shouted out, "Don't wait on me, I'll be only a moment..."
Then, quickly, withdrawing his arm from his back, he got to work. Only this arm wasn't the one he came here with, but instead... the hulking arm of the beast that was left behind from the monster... better put it to good use no?
"You can use that now. Your stum- uuh arm, has healed." Cyrell blushed at her own faux pas. She was just about social enough now to know that that was a slightly awkward comment and she regretted nearly saying it. She gulped as they inched forward into the all-encompassing blackness. The ruins gave Cyrell the chills. She felt her hollow reiatsu responding to them, as if a deep power were contained herein. Her scanner sent out a short, sharp echolocation signal, which told her that it was clear- the right pathway was the correct one to find the monster. Mechan had closed the distance to them, and Cyrell turned around to see, projected into her eye by her scanner, the image of Mechan attempting to affix his arm to his body. Wordlessly, she walked backwards to help him put the arm onto his body, using her enhanced dark vision and specialized skill in tinkering to help him get it attached.
"Only that it is large, and that it has taken the G.O.R.I.L.L.A., visored-san." Cyrell said to Shiori laconically. "If you care follow the right-hand pathwa--" but she wasn't able to finish her sentence. For as Shiori had inched forward, she had stepped on a trap! A pressure plate set into the floor. With a sudden grinding and clicking noise, the floor seemed suddenly to tilt downwards, by an unknown mechanism. The corridor had turned into a chute of sorts, that seemed to be throwing them down the left hand corridor! Luckily, Cyrell had helped Mechan affix his arm to his body as they were all flung down the shaft by gravity.
"Mechan, do you possess any equipment that could assist us? Visored-san?" Cyrell asked the two of them as they tumbled downwards, preparing for a very nasty impact with the floor below.
Post by Shiori Sasaki on Sept 18, 2018 21:51:32 GMT
Ones' only option is to strive for ones' own goals. If one cannot even do that, then one is lower than garbage. Worthless, for that one takes up space in this world while giving back none. That one would be better off dead.
The end is the only thing certain
Should she use the gel now? It would only last for a certain amount of time, not to mention she only had about two doses. Though she guessed better now than never. With a quick unscrewing of the cap and a squeeze of the bottle the liquid came out, quickly forming into her forming arm though it was more translucent than anything else. She flexed his fingers by opening and closing her palm. Everything about it felt normal, which was weird for her. Either way it didn't matter now as Cyrell went back to help the mod soul whom Shiori noticed was trying to attack a giant arm in replacement of his own.
"Sure, I'll check it out. Also you can just ca-"
Click. Then came the rumbling followed by the quick tilting of the ground sending them towards the left and downwards. At this rate they'd end up falling even further beneath Hueco Mundo, further away from their objective. And only God knows what the hell would be at the bottom of this precipice.
"Mechan, do you possess any equipment that could assist us? Visored-san?"
As a matter of fact, she did have an ability that could help them in their current situation. "You two grab each other!" she yelled over at them before her left arm slung in their direction. While they wouldn't be able to see it, Shiori had stuck a line of her reiryoku to both of them, her other hand went in the other direction. Another line shooting out quickly and sticking to the ceiling above them, stopping them all mid fall should she have gotten hold of the other two.
{Spoiler} Name: Hiki himo | 引き紐 | Pull String Class: Reiryoku Technique Tier: II Type: Supplementary Range: 50m Description: Pull string is a technique using a line of compact of reiryoku to create an invisible thread that travels at bala speed out to 50m away. Once the string hits its target it attaches itself allowing the user of the technique to pull the target in or whip the target around as they please. This can be cast from any limb on the body including the head, zanpakuto, or even from the mouth. The string can be transferred to any point that it can be fired from after it has made contact with the target. (Eg. If she uses her mouth to fire it, she could then afterwards transfer the string to her hand, or a finger, etc.) The string remains attached unless the technique is deactivated or it's forcibly removed.
{Items} Name: Instant Limb Replacement Gel Type: Item - Single-Use (Body Mod) Tier: VI Current Amount: 5umm Description: The Instant Limb Replacement Gen (ILR Gel) is a transparent, viscous gel which can be used mid-combat to generate a fake limb. The gel itself can be stored in any liquid-proof container, and roughly 5umm of it is required per application. Upon application, the gel replicates a lost limb in full form. The replicated limb lasts for up to 10 posts before it decays and falls off. Its durability and H2H mastery levels are lowered by 1, and any technique tier IV or higher that is channeled through it reduces the post count by 1 post. It is worthy of note that the gel does not heal the affected limb. While it is attached, no blood is lost from the amputation, however once it falls off, the bleeding starts again. 10/10 posts
Monban no Me [Gatekeeper’s Eye] - A prototype collaboration between the 12th division and kidoshu following the events of Aizen Sosuke’s rebellion. In order to better police travel between the three worlds, the shinigami sought a method to track garganta, with the intention to tune the Seireitei’s barrier to permanently prevent it being breached from the outside by hollow-based sources. The “gatekeeper’s eye” is actually a misnomer, as the kido formula and physical enhancements do not actually affect the user’s vision, but rather require attachment to nerves close to the brain to function properly. Hollowfied cells are also utilized, which have the unfortunate side-effect of warping the eye’s appearance and tainting the optic nerves. It is advised that users wear something over the eye to prevent headaches and vertigo, as a hollows vision, while only slightly different from a shinigami’s, clashes with the visual information from the other eye. This eye gives the user the following abilities: First, the user can sense garganta being opened in a massive radius around them, though pinpointing the exact location takes time. Second, using the temporary dimensional “scar” left behind by garganta, which can be seen using the eye, the user can re-tear a recent garganta open. Lasty, because of the tampering done to user’s nerves, a special extrasensory perception develops, described as almost identical to that used by jigokucho. This allows the user to navigate the senkaimon and precipice dimensions without recourse.
Fixated on attaching his new appendage, Mechan worked to center the metalic arm in its socket, until it finally seemed to snap in, circuits connecting up feeling his connections whir through the mechanical joints and gears. He held up his new arm with a grin, wiggling the giant fingers as he called out, "Ah HA!" He could get used to this, he could feel some serious power in his hulking hydraulic handywork. Made sense, after seeing just how powerful the GORILLA was before it had gotten smashed to bits and scooped up like a dust in a vacuum.
But just as he lifted his arm, something felt off. His jawplate shifted from a grin to a bit of concern as he looked down. He was momentarily floating in mid air, the floor seeming to have left the bottoms of his feet. What had all happened in an instant seemed to hang for a moment until Mechan finally mumbled, "Oh dear..."
Now suddenly the trio was hurtling down into some sort of natural or man-made.. monster-made? chute, the three landing with a thud onto the dusty stone before descending rapidly down the Slide of Death. Cyrell seemed to catch on the quickest, call out to Mechan and the Shinigami for any ideas, and Mechan's gears whirred and steam puffed from his joints as he ran on all cylinders. Then the Shinigami finally called out for Mechan and Cyrell to hold on to each other, and without hesitation, Mechan rolled toward Cyrell as they slid down further towards their demise, until finally his gigantic gorilla arm scooped her off of the stone and just as quickly they all seemed to snag on something, halting sharply in their fall. They all dangled there a bit, Cyrell in Mechan's giant arm like King Kong holding his kidnapped woman, and they all were dazed for a moment as they dangled on the slip-n-die style tilted ruin floor. After collecting his bearing for a moment, Mechan lifted his mechanical arm to Shiori and brandished a robotic thumbs up, his eye ports seeming to blink up at her.
At Shiori's command, Cyrell held tight to Mechan, his mechanical body uncomfortable to hold but not wanting either of them to die. She let out a large puff of breath, more than happy they hadn't met a gory demise on the floor below. Cyrell scanned around with her scanner from mid-air. By following seismic vibrations from the beast, she could see that there was indeed a passageway they could follow to find it from the bottom of this chute, and in fact if they were clever, it might possibly even be a shortcut!
"Wait." laconic as ever, Cyrell rummaged around in her bag, which thankfully she had kept ahold of. She eventually withdrew a standard human firearm from her bag, and a magazine full of electric blue bullets. "This might be loud..." she warned, and she shot at the wall of the chamber closest to them, some three or so meters below them. As the bullet impacted the wall it exploded outwards in a freezing mist and made a platform just about big enough for two of them to stand on at a given point.
"Follow." she told them, leaping down from Mechan's arms, and onto the first platform. It was incredibly stable and she felt that even with Mechan's increased weight from his arm, he would be perfectly fine to stand upon it. When Cyrell landed, she shot another bullet, just about within landing distance of the first platform. She leapt down to it, expecting the others to follow her downwards, as she spiralled down into the dark pit.
Once she had reached the bottom, she looked around with her scanner. There were drawings and murals on the walls that she could just about see with the low light available. This was a strange place and once they had rescued the G.O.R.I.L.L.A., they would have to return and investigate what its purpose was, and what treasures lay here. When the others made it down, in whatever fashion, it seemed as though their combined weight was sufficient to activate a pressure plate on the floor. When this happened, one of the walls opened up, and from it emerged a hulking beast of a hollow, with huge, bruiser-like fists, and a goofy, frightful mask full of flat looking teeth. It roared with a blast that would send all three of them careening towards the back wall of the pit. Cyrell gulped. This hollow seemed as though it was at least as strong as her, probably the same strength as the visored that was with them.
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