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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Feb 28, 2010 20:00:26 GMT -5
All was white as if he had stumbled into a luscious void. The air was neutral and sound was still, except for the footsteps of a young Shinigami that found himself lost. Wandering in this voided area. His hair golden orange, spiking off in haphazard directions with soft masculine features crafted onto pale skin. His height average and his weight meek. Fastened comfortably on his waist was a simple katana also known as a Zanpaktou.
On his shoulder rested a small black entity with a height of 2ft. His head round with eyes that glowed as yellow as the sun.
Before them both was a single rosewood door. Its knob a bright gold with a delicate frame. His hand outstretched and turned the knob with unknown care. As he pulled it toward him, opening it slowly, before him was but another door. The Shinigami's anger flared, mostly out of frustration.
He reached forward and opened the following door quickly only to find another door behind him. He turned around looking back and seeing the many doors that he had previously opened to get to where he was at now. His eyes flashed around the area at the vast white that went on for miles in all directions.
His frustration was building, he had to get out of here. And quickly. Putting one foot forward he dashed through the door he just opened and another appeared. He opened the following one and continued to rush through door after door hoping to reach end but....
He just kept running.
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Post by Nynx on Feb 28, 2010 20:32:18 GMT -5
Seriously.... you have to worst luck with threads....
She was right about one thing. She walked into one strange freaking place. The air was neutral and she couldn't here anything but the sound of her footsteps. It was a strange place indeed. So much emptiness. The air was stale, everything was stale. It was sorta driving her insane. What should she do? Walk until she finds something? Gate out? This was all so confusing.. She took a deep breath and stared up at the clear white skies hovering above her.
"Is anyone here?!!!!!!!!"
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Feb 28, 2010 21:04:22 GMT -5
Iracaj continued to run through the doors until finally the last door opened up and revealing a woman. Iracaj halted, quickly. He eyed her up and down a heavy familiar picked up in contrast to the air before. It felt like...battle.
A bad vibe fizzed up the Shinigami's spine taking in the large white void's appearance and the sudden appearance of multiple open doors all around himself and the girl.
His head veered up looking into the sky and in large red letters the words, 'Round One' appeared. Iracaj was baffled and without a second to spare the red words disappeared and replacing them was a red timer that started at 60 and begun counting down.
Iracaj's attention returned to the girl as his right hand lowered grasping the hilt of his Zanpaktou, Mibs hang tightly on his shoulder as he hissed at the girl.
It looked like it was about to start, the fight that is.
Every post is 1 second. So lets play this out
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Post by Nynx on Feb 28, 2010 21:21:00 GMT -5
This is a battle thread. Keep on your toes mistress....
She didn't have to tell her that. Ayame had already summoned her blade and took up a defensive stance. From this distance she couldn't make out her character's appearance but his stand was a signal for offense. He would attack but she didn't know why. Judging by the words in the sky, this was an area to test the abilities of the two combatants. It was interesting but not canon. This was going to be one boring battle but it was a good chance to gain some battle experience with Kashouneko.
This might be interesting.... Don't get so discouraged...
"Alright then.... Get ready to sing. We're going to wait for him to make his move."
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Feb 28, 2010 21:36:44 GMT -5
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Iracaj took a low stance and then immediately dashed forward toward his opponent. His feet trampling over the ground as he ran, his thumb firmly pressed on the guard of his Wakizashi Zanpaktou. He edged it from his sheathe and once he got within 6ft of his opponent he pushed on it hard causing it to explode from the sheathe and go flying at high speeds toward his opponent. The small dagger sized Zanpaktou was intended to impact in over her gut thus knocking the wind out of her.
Mibs who was located on his shoulder jumped and lunged toward Ayame. His claws extending from the black nothingness that was his hands. He soared through the air as well behind the Zanpaktou. "Mibs!!!" He yelled out as Iracaj quickly side stepped and ran to the right to flank Ayame from the side. Iracaj placed his left hand on the hilt of his Daito type Zanpaktou. He traced the path that his other sword was flying at so he could time it right.
Before the flying sword would impact over Ayame, Iracaj would step once more getting a firm holding of the ground underneath him. He'd stop in his tracks and draw the long sword from it's sheathe and make a horizontal slash for Ayame's mid section. It wasn't a deep cut but he was aiming to draw blood nonetheless.
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