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Post by genocide on Dec 13, 2010 5:05:10 GMT 1
The hollow Feng-Xian, is growing bored while doing nothing. There wasn’t much to do as a hollow, but to eat souls of the innocent. So, Feng-Xian had set up everything. This little game of his was a dangerous one. People would die if whoever arrives don’t think about the right choices to make. However, if he does, then not a single person would die today. Today was going to be fun and exciting for everyone. Least for the black and white hollow.
The bombs were in place. The humans were set up for his game were to move soon. The sky was bright out with not a single cloud to be seen. The sun rays was giving out a pleasant warmth. Birds above flew above the hollow Feng-Xian as they make their way. The hollow is standing on top of a large building roof that’s about 50 feet above ground. The building was a large shopping mall with even a built-in library full of wisdom.
The demonic hollow eyes gaze down to the people below. No matter how he looks at them, they were insects to Xian whose sole purpose was to amuse him. That how he was in life, and that how he forever shall be. The wind gently blew. As if it was content as much as Xian. It was soothing and rather nice. Despite the peaceful wind, Xian couldn’t help, but wish he had his arms. The only thing he has is his ribbons. Xian let his energy loose and allow any hollow nearby feel his presence and come to him. |
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Post by Naka on Dec 13, 2010 9:29:35 GMT 1
It was not a hollow who would feel his presence, but a Quincy.
I had actually sensed the presence of something nearby already, but when it released reiatsu it confirmed both its location and power level, which was on par with my own. In a few moments, I scaled a nearby building, standing in full view of the opponent and facing him. It seemed there were small emplacements of hollow energy around in different places (mines), but I did not know exactly what they were. It was prudent to stay well away from such things, at least until I could determine their purpose.
Standing boldly there, I would shout forth a challenge to the demon soul that stood about 30 feet away from me, on the next rooftop. "Have you come seeking rest? I shall grant it to you!" And with that I would throw forth my hand, holding it towards the hollow, fingers splayed out. From the air all around us deep, dark red particles would emerge, flitting around like sparks as they were drawn into my open hand. In a few moments it would take shape, my hand closing around the tough leather handle of a whip as the whip itself flowed down to my feet and coiled liberally there.
Pushing my weapon creation power to the limit, I made the mono-filament wire longer than ever before, reaching almost 60 meters at its limit. Such a length would allow me to attack and defend with greatly increased capability, especially given his current distance from me. The wire shimmered in the sun, only just barely catching enough light for it to be seen at all. |
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Post by Berserker on Dec 15, 2010 5:04:38 GMT 1
Riku wasn't far off on his own nice personal day when he could feel a strong strange power. He was unsure of this power. but gave it not a second thought. The brightness of the sun warmed his chilled body as a strong gust of wind had left him cold. Without a second thought he would start jumping up onto the buildings. This was an effort to get higher in to the sky to bask in the sunlight and out of the shadows.
Off in the distance something would catch his attention. This was strange there looked to be a man but his figure was almost blurred to his eyes. He also looked to be black and white. "This is strange" off behind him stood another. This one was hard to make out. So he just ignored him for the time.
he would walk up slowly on the two from the back side of the black and white man. His steeps soft and quite intill he needed his speed. his eyes didn't strain as much as he could now see a small, but it was still this a hole in this man. 'Damn it" he said under his breath as he reached for his sword. with a quick steep his speed would be blinding.
His feet stood still as he touched down 10 meters from this hollow. The hollow now stood between him, and what he could now notice was a Quincy. 'Damn Quincy' he muttered to himself, but still load enough to get there attention if they didn't know he was there yet. his sword would pull free from its resting place. His right hand griping the hilt tightly he held it to his side. "Hollow, what are you doing here?" he asked. this was not typical. And he had to know. as he didn't lay eyes on the quincy again. and watched this strange hollow.
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Post by genocide on Dec 15, 2010 5:58:53 GMT 1
Xian waited for the hollows to come. He wanted to have a quick dinner and maybe find a hollow that would be willing to play if they wish. However, the unexpected had happened. A Qunicy had appeared on top of the roof. He was ready to attack any moment. Xian was not sure how to handle this but to kill him. Though, using this Quicy would be a lot more fun. The Quincy even had the nerve to call him to fight him. It didn’t seem like the Quincy thought out the reason of Xian letting his presence known. However, another problem stumbled upon his location.
A soul reaper mad his way up on the roof. Both of the two insects were at a good distance. The black and white hollow look at the two and realize their distance. The soul reaper was ten meters away from him that’s a little over 30 feet away. While the Quincy was exactly 30 feet away. They both are keeping their distance from him. Maybe their not so dumb after all, The black and white hollow thought to himself. ”Welcome you uncivilized villains. Here, how things will play out. On this mall we are standing on is large amount of bombs. This building is very busy as if you have ever been inside. So once the timer is up, this mall will explode and killing everyone inside. However, you two have the power to stop it by playing out my game,” Xian explain.
Xian moved to the edge of the building. “In this game, you must stop other people from dying as I set up. The rules are simple, each time you win at one of the games. People live, and you get a letter for the password to stop the bombs. If you fail, people will die. Lastly, you cannot yourself stop them. You must get another human to do it,” explain Xian. Xian not for a moment let the two off of his sight of view. Knowing how foolish it would be and how everything can fail if he makes one mistake. He had no interest of telling his own his name to them. He did not see them worthy.
The quincy he had never seen before, however he had encounter them before and tell what he was. The soul reaper was merely a glimmer of his thoughts and seems somewhat familiar. “Game one, this one will be easy. One Maple street, there a bank. In a few moments it going to be robs and everyone inside, but the robbers will kill everyone. While on Elm street across town is also going to be robbed and possible already in progress. If you’re able to stop them both, you shall be given a single letter. By the way, the bomb will explode in 30 minutes. I shall be at nearby building. Watching the camera’s to see how you two stay to the rules and see how it all progress,” |
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Post by Naka on Dec 18, 2010 8:02:30 GMT 1
{OOC- I propose a 72 hour (3 days) IIC, free form. Basically it means that each person should post within that same time period, not worrying too much about order)
As I confronted the hollow I noticed another power coming near, this one quite different from the one that stood before it, but also similar, somehow. It was almost like, the hollow's soul seemed to be a corruption of the soul of the other. I did not know this other feeling, as I had never before encountered a shinigami.
The new arrival spoke forth to the hollow, but the wind caught his words, he was too far away for me to hear them. However I did hear the words of the hollow who spoke next. ”Welcome you uncivilized villains. Here, how things will play out. On this mall we are standing on is large amount of bombs. This building is very busy as if you have ever been inside. So once the timer is up, this mall will explode and killing everyone inside. However, you two have the power to stop it by playing out my game.”
My grip tightened on the handle of the wire whip, knuckles whitening. What a dastardly thing to do! Although I did not know how the other person would react, I certainly would not let this stand. I could probably defeat him before the time limit was up, but if I didn't follow his 'rules', and particularly if I attacked him, then he would probably just make it explode anyways.
“In this game, you must stop other people from dying as I set up. The rules are simple, each time you win at one of the games. People live, and you get a letter for the password to stop the bombs. If you fail, people will die. Lastly, you cannot yourself stop them. You must get another human to do it.” What? This was nonsense. How would we even convince normal people that such things existed?
This hollow seemed rather intelligent. Quickly he began outlining the rules of the game. Game one, this one will be easy. One Maple street, there a bank. In a few moments it going to be robs and everyone inside, but the robbers will kill everyone. While on Elm street across town is also going to be robbed and possible already in progress. If you’re able to stop them both, you shall be given a single letter. By the way, the bomb will explode in 30 minutes. I shall be at nearby building. Watching the camera’s to see how you two stay to the rules and see how it all progress."
"Wait!" I called out, "This game is crazy. I cannot follow all of your rediculous rules, it is impossible! At least allow me to use my own powers to solve the puzzles. Don't involve humans more than necessary." Perhaps it seemed I was imploring him, but in reality it was a strong request, if reasonable. My tone of voice was commanding, and left little room for negotiation. However I was indeed concerned for the people of this city; I could not simply abandon them.
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Post by Berserker on Dec 19, 2010 6:03:51 GMT 1
He sat as he listened to this hollow had to say.... He couldn't believe this one could speak, let alone think of something this bad. He heard the two locations as the black and white hollow spoke them.
"Maple street, there a bank. In a few moments it going to be robs and everyone inside, but the robbers will kill everyone. While on Elm street across town is also going to be robbed and possible already in progress. If you’re able to stop them both, you shall be given a single letter. By the way, the bomb will explode in 30 minutes. I shall be at nearby building. Watching the camera’s to see how you two stay to the rules and see how it all progress."
His grip on his sword would only tighten as he sing it was no use to fight this. He knew he would have to play along for the time being. his sword would quickly find its place in its home resting on his waist. His powerful weapon now sealed away for the time being. And for one moment with the suns bright rays shining down on him all seamed peaceful. Then it set in and he flashed in the direction of Elm street.
He had noticed that the Quincy had not left yet so he would go for the one already in danger. He knew where the bank was. He had seen it many times before. He would push the limit of his gigai as he thought of a way to play by the insane hollow. He would find the street as Elm and first came together.
He darted up the street as fast as his body could take it. and nothing was visible to his eyes. "Damn it this should be the bank whats happening" He said as he looked around expecting to see cops there.
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Post by genocide on Dec 21, 2010 19:56:32 GMT 1
"No one told you to play. You can stand there and watch. You can even break the rules and allow hundreds or thousands to die. You can play, you can leave, or let the innocent die," explained the black and white hollow. Feng-Xian jumped off the building and lower his spiritual pressure to the point it could not be felt. Not wanting his location to be found. Of course, he was making sure he was not being follow by that foolish Quincy. Though, he was not sure if the Quincy was going to try to stop the robbery and save the hostages.
Once he makes sure he was not being followed, he entered the building. A small building where he can watch everything unfold. He walked in front of the computer moderator. The soul reaper had made it to the location. The thugs had simple hand guns. From number Xian counted, there are ten hostages. Then, of course, there are four thugs. The thugs were getting money from the clerks at gunpoint. Of course, they don't intend to leave anyone alive once they get the money.
Even though they can't see him. However, he still able to contact them. By writing on walls, or on paper. Then, of course, offering them gold bars to do what he wanted them to do. It was all a simple task. So in someway's, he was under the same rules as they were. The other bank, the thugs were just now walking inside the building. Guns in hand and ready to use it on a moment notice. Feng-Xian wonders how will the two stop the robbery. Though, the answer to this one is easy to prevent them from leaving. However, to actually stop them from killing their hostages are different. "Wonder if the Quincy going to play along," Feng-Xian wonder.
ooc: srry for the shitty post, my time is limited and i am sick atm x-x
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Post by genocide on Jan 3, 2011 16:47:08 GMT 1
ooc:someone post >.<
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Post by Naka on Jan 4, 2011 1:00:22 GMT 1
I dont have any muse for this right now. If you guys want to wait around, ill post eventually, but feel free to just pretend im not in the thread, or even just to skip me indefinitly.
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Post by genocide on Jun 28, 2011 17:12:54 GMT 1
The computer room was small. There wasn’t too much space at all. It was a one person room. Fulfilling it only purpose. To watch everything unfold. Computer moderators’ was on wall to wall. If they move to a new location Xian would know. He watched their every action. If they sneeze, he would know. If they stop and take a piss he would know. If they even stopped and make a text message. He would know it and even know what they were texting about.
It was all going according to plan. However, he did felt weird watching them like a stalker, however this game of his needed all of this. Making sure nothing can or will go wrong. All of his traps were in place. Chain reactions to be made at any given time he wish them. Though he needs to make that shinigami and quincy be in place. Life itself was one big game. Unless you’re dead, thinking like this wouldn’t make sense.
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Post by genocide on Jun 28, 2011 17:13:19 GMT 1
Only once being dead would one realize it. Every meeting with someone, every decision we make, every action we take is one big chain reaction to something larger. Even Xian exist as a hollow was the cause of one big chain reaction. From his own action, and those of others when he was alive. Now, as a hollow. He just like pushing those chain reactions to be faster. It was much faster than the normal means. Xian was for damn sure no hero.
Aware that he was villain in the mortal eyes. In the dead eyes, of that of other hollows. He would consider as a possible hero hollow. For his actions, and the methods and of course. The results. The most important thing, the results. After waiting for so long. The soul reaper and quincy to make their move. Xian already grown bored. He stand up yawn a little. Even though time wasn’t up. Xian attention span was up. He didn’t care things turn out and just moved on.
exit
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