Firechild
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"Death is but a limitation..."
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Post by Firechild on Apr 29, 2008 0:50:24 GMT -4
The massive room was filled with the noisiest silence that you would ever here. It was if the very sound in the world was obliterated from existance. A lone figure stood in the center, his face concealed by his left hand. His right was clutching a deep blue sword, a white stripe ran up each side of the blade, giving it an extremely odd look about about it. An aura of darkness leapt from his hand, and a white substance started spreading over his forehead. "Let's..." The word flowed from his lips in an arrogant tone, as if he could take on the universe without a possibility of loss. The white substance spread down his face, forming a hard bone-white mask. His eyes were closed, and the air around him vibrated with Reietsu.
A blast of Reietsu poured forth from the figure as the mask finished it's materialization. The black markings formed last, as his eyes flew open. Warped into a gold and black color scheme.[shadow=red,left,300]"Begin!"[/shadow] The final word was warped, as if it was overlayed with pulsing energy, and a demonic voice. Pure strength radiating from the figure as the Hollow mask completed itself over his face, the teeth coming into existance over his mouth.
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Roddo
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"You Don't Have To Like Me, But You Will Respect Me."
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Post by Roddo on May 1, 2008 11:08:49 GMT -4
Roddo had a natural instinct to keep track of all of his fellow vizards no matter the distance or the issue, he slowly walked in the room in which one of his members currently resided in ... "Hmm ... isn't that a sight to see ... mask control eh? Heh ... let's see what you got."he said as he he stood straight up put his left hand behind his back and his right hand suspended in front him of him edging his subordinate on. He had planned not only on furthering his fellow vizard but pushing himself past his own limits in the process, nothing was more satisfying than learning to control the entity that lay inside each member within his faction. For complete control would push ones inner spirit beyond any limits ... "Don't take it easy ..."
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Firechild
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"Death is but a limitation..."
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Post by Firechild on May 2, 2008 2:16:11 GMT -4
A grin spread across the Vizard's face under his mask. Roddo, of all people to come to train with him. It was Roddo...one of the strongest on the council. .[shadow=red,left,300]"Oh, I'll hardly go easy Roddo..."[/shadow]. An eruption of reietsu poured forth as Yomo gathered his spirit energy below his feet and propelled himself forward in a flash step right up in front of Roddo. He bared his blade, and aimed a strike at the Councilman's neck, before spinning around again and tried to slash open Roddo's stomach, the verocity in his attack a force to be reckoned with. Another flash step sprung from his legs, and he reappeared a few yards away and charged up a Blue Fire, Crash Down. Before releasing it with a flourish. The 6th Seat Councilman grinned and wiped off his sleeves with an air of finality. [shadow=red,left,300]"You're not much of a challenge at this point Roddo...Perhaps stepping it up a notch?"[/shadow]
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Roddo
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"You Don't Have To Like Me, But You Will Respect Me."
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Post by Roddo on May 2, 2008 9:42:26 GMT -4
Excitement ? Almost ... Yomo was more of the enthusiastic fighter than some of the other members of the council that Roddo had previously trained, he would have to get serious sooner than he expected ... but not too soon. After hearing his fellow vizard speak. he knew to expect an attack ... not everyone was this eager but it showed character in Yomo. Roddo watched and analyzed his subordinates movements as he attempted to make his first strike ... "Hmm, good speed." he thought to himself as he leaned back, causing the first attack to almost skim his neck. As the 2nd strike came, Roddo had anticipated it perfectly ... a swirl of wind surrounded his hand as his zanpakuto formed and blocked the oncoming slash as his feet slid a few inches from where they once were. This was to be expected considering that Yomo was using his mask, but it also proved to Roddo that he himself had some training to do.
As Yomo retreated in haste, Roddo began to sense reiatsu form in the area of his hands ... he began to slowly gather a bit of reiatsu at the bottom of his feet. Once the peak of the attack was reached and he heard those words of the initiation of the kidou, he immediately shunpo'd to get out of the way as the Kidou crash into the wall. The wall had been previously reinforced with lodestone so there was no visible damage. "You'd be surprised as to how much of a challenge i can be in my current state." he said as his zanpakuto whithered within the air leaving his right hand free. He held his right hand in front of him and began to move it in a circle mothion, after a few seconds he thrusted his palm forward sending a condense ball of air in the direction of Yomo. The attack was fairly hard to see and traveled at the speed of a bala, if landing it would do about the same damage as Yomo's previous kidou minus the explosion.
2 wind auras formed around both his right and left hand, if using them to block something like a zanpakuto would be blocked or even propelled depending on how much reiatsu was put into it. This was just a precaution considering that Roddo hasn't released or formed his mask ... "Bring it ..."
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Firechild
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"Death is but a limitation..."
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Post by Firechild on May 2, 2008 13:38:00 GMT -4
Yomosugara grinned, it was too be expected that the most powerful of the Masked Syndicate could keep up with the 6th seat's masked figure, without his own mask. But that didn't stop Yomo, on the contrary, he was all the more determined to show Roddo what he was made of. [shadow=red,left,300]"Well Roddo, it would seem you are more...worth it. Then I had originally forsaw! How fun."[/shadow] The Vizard stood straight, letting his hands fall to his sides. Energy gathered along his arms, encasing them in invisible Reietsu. A simple, yet temporary way of armoring his arms. Similar to what the Arrancar were capable of. But at an external point rather then effecting the skin directly. He held his arms before his face weathering the shere of hardened air that Roddo had launched at him, and Yomo could sense with ease. The force of the attack pushed the Vizard back several feet, surprising him slightly. Yomo smirked as he saw the smoke drifing off his hands, he definetly felt the blow but that didn't hinder him in the slightest. He brushed the snow-white hair from his piercing eyes and clutched his blade with two hands. Alright Shitsune-chan...Let's show our "leader" what we're truly made of. The spirit within his mind giggled and clutched the blade with him, invisible to any but Yomo. Reietsu from Shitsunehana began coursing through her physical manifestatin: the blade. Yomo launched himself in what would seem to be a straightforward attack. But even the most trained eyes would have trouble seeing the true intention behind the attack. As soon as he blocks me, which I know he will...Blast him point blank with another Kido... Yomo grinned at the idea and dashed towards Roddo, putting on another burst of speed before swinging the blade overhead in a twohanded blow.
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Roddo
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Post by Roddo on May 4, 2008 11:12:07 GMT -4
(Had to find a better color lol)
Roddo quickly analyzed the situation as he watched his fellow vizard go in for another attack, but this time it was more normal than he would of thought. He had a habit of teaching his student or lack there of a lesson when leaving themselves open during an attack. As Yomo's zanpakuto came down Roddo raise his left arm to block, the attack came down and a loud clank was heard as thought it was met with another sword. Of course that wasn't the case, but the wind in which Roddo had enveloped around his arm was condense enough to accomplish such a feat. As the full force of the attack came down, Roddo's feet sunk into the ground creating a bit of a crater. The pressure of the attack was to be expected from a vizard in masked form, but it wasn't anything he wasn't used to.
Roddo parried pushing Yomo's blade into the air with his left arm and thrust him right air forward with great force causing a blast of condense air to be launched aiming toward his subordinates chest. Such an attack at point blank range wold have devastating effects on anybody considering the range between the two, but Roddo's intentions wasn't to injure his fellow council member ... even though it woud make for a better lesson.
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Firechild
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"Death is but a limitation..."
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Post by Firechild on May 13, 2008 15:20:41 GMT -4
Yomosugara grimaced as he saw a second blast headed towards him at point blank range. Looks like it's time to stop screwing around... A sudden increase in reietsu coursed around the Vizard as the expression under the mask warped to one of concentration rather then recklessness. His eyes grew more serious, as if he suddenly had a personality change. [shadow=red,left,300]"Well Roddo, I'm dissapointed. After all the years we've known each other...You still underestimate my abilities..."[/shadow] His voice had lost any of the previous enthusiasm, replaced by sheer strength and calculation. He swiftly made a gesture with his hand, moving it in a circular pattern. [shadow=red,left,300]"Hadou # 31...Blue Fire Crash Down..."[/shadow] The blast colided with his Seniors attack, engulfing the two in an explosion.
After the smoke cleared Yomo was on the other side of the room, his body smoking but other then that the only sign of damage was that his mask had shattered. Leaving the expression of a battle hardened youth in it's wake. The calculating eyes of the 6th Councilmen of the Masked Syndicate gazed through the remaining smoke. Observing, waiting...His vision focused and his hearing alert. Yomo was not to be trifled with. He watched and waited, waited for a sign that Roddo would make the next move. Just because Yomo no longer had the boost from his Mask, doesn't mean that he wasn't still a formidable opponent. "Don't underestimate me Roddo..." A mere whisper, yet the person he directed them at would no doubt hear them. Those simple words would have put uncertainty into anyone, who was this being who was able to withstand an explosion with barely a scratch on him?
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Post by GoldenKitten on Apr 10, 2009 2:56:02 GMT -4
Moved to Dead RP's.
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