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| Reaching the Upper Echelon; Fudo v. Izuru | ||||||
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| Fudo Saiken | May 10 2016, 02:02 PM Post #1 | |||||
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I'm A Queen
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The Immortal Beast & Fruitless beast would be walking across the steel structure that separated Echelon City and Echelon tower. With crossed arms, the taller Fudo Saiken would be walking beside the White-Haired man, to his left. Shirtless, with both of his katana on his hip and his armor held by his hair behind him, Fudo did what he could to enjoy the silence. It had been two weeks since the events upon Gritando. Being who he was, the black haired ancient zoan was still aggravated about what had transpired then, and his place in the world. Being incapable of finding an opponent to challenge him outside of Rain was incomprehensible. Stepping heavily upon the steel walkway, the zoan seemed to have a chip upon his shoulder. Looking about at all the passersby, he'd give them glares and frowns. Occasionally he'd look to his right towards the white haired man, and hold a gaze for a few moments before turning his eyes towards the radiant sun. He'd been with the man for nearly two months and had never gotten into any conversation with the man, that was deeper than their desire to be Pirate King. What didn't help their situation was Rain's tenancies to annoy the beast at every turn; but this was a dynamic Fudo was coming to terms with. What he couldn't come to terms with was the perception of Rain being the more dominant of the two when meeting new people. Perhaps Fudo was starting to believe it himself, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to prove that it was wrong. "Yo, so that tournament tower shit...I bet there are going to be a lot of tough guys there...but, I don't think there will be any that can stop me." Fudo spoke with a slight grin forming on his face. He'd lean to the man and speak in condescending manner. "Yo! Ever since Drum, things have gotten much easier...fuck...I don't think you are much of a challenge any more." He'd move in closer and hope to make his companion feel some sort of inferiority. It was becoming a sort of game now, the banter between the two, Fudo had uncomfortably moved from a point where he was enraged at every statement made by Rain, to amused. "Whatever though...I wonder...if our bounties have changed at all..." Fudo for now was at least content in knowing that no matter what, he'd have a higher bounty than Rain. Beside the man, Fudo would turn his gaze back to the horizon, and the tower that stood looming in the distance. Storms raged above the tower, and unsurprising sight after all he had witnessed in his life, but interesting none the less. Fuck...there better be something good on this island. Edited by Fudo Saiken, May 10 2016, 05:29 PM.
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| ShadowBlade | May 10 2016, 08:37 PM Post #2 | |||||
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#ReturnOfTheKing
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Chapter 4: The Championship Tournament Click...Click...Click.. The white hair stood beside the towering figure known as Fudo Saiken. His nakama had a more stern face as of late but this did not seem to hinder Rain from enjoying yet another bowl of noodles. In hand, he found himself a larger bowl with steam rising from it. The noodles were coated in a strange curry sauce and had large chunks of meat in them. Rain eagerly put the wrapped noodles in seaking meat into the side of his mouth. He began to chew the rather delicate meat before turning towards the armored Zoan. "Zhat Ryght? Yah Zat Szounds Rite" He said as he finished chewing and swallowing. The White Hair wore his usual Red Kimono. An overcoat of white, much like a doctor coat was around him as well. Around his hip and pressed against his cloth were: Mudatsu (fixed with some mechanical handle), Kamina's Depth Trailer, Sen Batta, and Tyrant. Rain's geta clicked against the steel bridge as the two walked in unison, making their way to a strange tower. The Fruitless Beast took another helping of his bowl of noodles with meat. He raised the fork to his mouth, his mouth wide open. It was then that Fudo suggested that he was stronger. The man pointed towards the darker haired man with his fork wrapped in noodles and meat. "No, no, no, we're still 1-0! One..Zeeeroo. Eh? Actually maybe we're 2-0 with the second surgery. OH! Or 3-0! Since Kingston was about to ya know.." He made a motion with his head, pretending to make it limp and lay on one side. He stuck out his tongue and closed his eyes, insinuating 'kill you'. "Shehahahahaha!" he laughed before putting fork into his mouth. "HAWT HAWT HAWT!!" he cried out as he began to fan his mouth with his free hand; leaving his mouth open. It was then that he quickly chewed the food and swallowed. "Whoo..that was hot!" He said with a smile before looking at his Nakama. "Oooooh! You think we got a bounty Foodo!? Maybe I'm a super wanted pirate now! Shehaha...eh..wait how do we check?" Rain said as he curiously looked over towards the Immortal Beast. He blinked at him as the larger tower quickly approached, only a step separating them from arriving. OOC
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| ♥ Singularity | May 11 2016, 07:46 AM Post #3 | |||||
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Dairy 4 T4
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From the waiting room he could hear the thunderous roar of the crowd cheering, the booming voice of the announcer declaring the winner of the last match to pass. It was little more than white noise at this point, he knew how pointless his place here was, no one so low down the tower would be worth his time but there was a procedure to such things. Everything had its order. Sat with his forearms resting atop his thighs he looked out at the world before him, a wide stone room within which combatants from many lands sat prepping themselves, fastening armor, sharpening blades, whatever they felt was necessary to survive their next match, so how was it he had come to end up in such a place? Well that was simple, that last encounter had depleted his resources. In recovering arcadia he had lost a ship and more importantly he had lost the men who ran it. Now he was tasked with making up the numbers, plus the ever present primary task of bolstering his forces both of which could be accomplished by a visit to his current locale. It was an island known for its fighters, and even did him the favour of kindly assorting them for him by position in this vertical spire. In what might be considered a fortunate twist of fate or sheer bad luck depending upon how you looked at it, izuru had arrived on the islands busiest day of the month. It was a day where their iconic tower was opened to all who wished to attempt it, but this also meant that there was the largest accumulation of trash to get in his way. However, what might have involved weeks of consecutive matches to prove his worth could now be done in a day as long as he had the fortitude to achieve it, and having returned fresh from a battlefield where he was fending off 3 vice admirals and their subordinates he hardly felt as though there were even a question worth asking. His face was obscured by a mask with a classic oni design, and his usually black suit now white. It wasn’t as though he were hiding his identity for fear of his being alive getting leaked, it was simply that he had learned the value of timing in these years that had passed. There was much to be gained from the marines believing he could be dead, a potential he had no intention of wasting so frivolously. The call for the next batch of contestants raised him from his seat, the floor boss of the 10th story was to be his opponent. In order to remove the wheat from the chaff as it were on these monthly competitions the first 10 floors were guarded by rankers who put the new comers through a trial by fire, if you survived you’d proceed to the next floor, if not your journey ended there. But it was not till you had conquered these first 10 that the real challenge begun and izuru was eager to cease wasting his time. He had considered simply scaling the exterior with whatever challenges came his way, but if he was to get a good grasp of the participants and their abilities it made more sense to do this by the book. Besides it wasn’t as though he was trying to attract attention to himself, the gentle clink of metal on his wrist as he rose sang from the jewellery that sealed his frosty powers. After all there was nothing that would give away his identity faster than providing the spectacle of his hie hie no mi in use, for today at least he would have to rely solely on the use of his swordsmanship, but he had not a single doubt it would be sufficient. As he stepped out into the arena he could hear the crowds howling bloodlust as they appraised a whole new batch of prey decided who was likely to surpass the challenge before them. A cursory glance at his surroundings was enough to gauge less than 40% of these were likely to have it in them to make it past here, and not one of them looked as though they could reach the summit. Already a pang in his gut had him doubting whether he could even find anyone of the calibre he was looking for, would it really be nothing but fodder he brought back from here? That would be more than a little disappointing. Apprehension was rife in the air, none of the men stood here sure of what it was they would face next, but as the lights dimmed the sound of a musical crescendo told all around their questions would soon be answered. The very ground itself trembled as some looming shadow made its way onto the battlefield, making even izuru look somewhat stunted by comparison. He was no giant but he was certainly a tower of a man, with a heaving muscular frame to boot, dragging what could have easily been an actual wrecking ball behind him as though it were a dog on a leash. ”You come grod’s floor now, grod not let any of you past. You survive 5 minute with grod you win, but grod not say sorry if grod kill you” it was hard to watch as a mouth of gnarled teeth with more an a few missing chewed out the words with all the elegance of a paper shredder tackling gravel. But there was no doubting he certainly had brute strength it nothing else, swinging the ball around over head while the crowds whooped and cheered for the spectacle to come. None looking to waste time waiting on the back foot the first wave charged, who needed to survive 5 minutes if they just took the hulking beast out then and there? But the folly of such a decision was made rapidly apparent, the ball launched with a speed that seemed impossible for such a huge object, as it bulldozed its way through those that approached and sent their bodies scattering like rag dolls, izuru simply stood at the reach watching. ooc
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| ShadowBlade | May 13 2016, 04:34 PM Post #4 | |||||
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#ReturnOfTheKing
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OOC The clicking of the Geta against the steel finally ended when they hit the cobblestone floor. In front of them stood a huge golden gate, decorated with all sorts of symbols and figures. It seemed whomever etched the fine detailing into the golden door was quite skillful. "Whoaaa" Rain commented as he took another slurp of his noodles. He blinked as the door was open partially. He blinked as he shimmied his way through the half opened door. Once inside, the two would be met with the sight of a multitude of bodies. Some were bloodied while some others were left unconscious. "Ohhh" Rain spoke as he continued to place another piece of seaking meat into his mouth. His eyes began to scout out the room as he picked out a figure in the middle of the room. There he stood, nearly seven feet tall. A bald head with large prayer beads around his neck and wrists. He wore a traditional monk garb which had a green shawl around one of his shoulders. With a simple seven dots on etched and inked into his forehead. He wore blackened mascara which lined his radiating green eyes. "The Entry into the After World Begins with the final hour of the clock turn" he said in a silent voice. "Some have run, while others have fought. Those whom have tested the brothers have a new challenge. The seventh!" He called out. Rain turned towards Fudo. "Eh? What's this guy talking about...?" As though he didn't hear, the Monk continued to speak. "Wish now that you will pass you will clear this floor. You do not have to fight this Monk if you wish, however, time is not upon you. Late" He spoke once more. Rain simply continued to eat as he pointed his fork towards the man. "Whacha myean layte we-.." Rain looked around at the bodies before he gulped, forcing his food down his throat. "Oi Foodo! I thought you said this thing started at noon..." He blinked as he looked around. His mouth opened comedically. "Ack! If we're late then ....then the other guys are already running up!! Atatatatata!!" He said as he continued to eat quicker (as though that would make up for lost time). 'Zey Probely Mad Et Up Alrudy! (They probably make it up already!)" he said with a mouth full of noodles. His cheeks were puffed from the food as he quickly swallowed the large amount of noodles; once again forcing it down. "Yo! Let's go!! Shehaha! Here we come treasure!!" Rain said with a smile. Obviously he had thought treasure was at the top of this tower. Of course a Pirate needed to get treasure! OOC
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| ♥ Singularity | May 14 2016, 05:24 AM Post #5 | |||||
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Dairy 4 T4
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The sound of crunching bone and the dull slap of flesh hitting hard stone reverberated around him, bodies flung like they were little more than toys tossed by a child in a tantrum. At the centre of it all was grod, who hurled his ball and chain with wanton abandon, smashing the bodies that approached him from his path with no concern whatsoever for their wellbeing. He had not been at all joking when he declared himself entirely unapologetic for any deaths incurred. But such was the risk of such an event, it rapidly became clear the differential between those who had entered this event willing to stake their life on it, and those who just thought it a sporting competition, a stage upon which to profess their prowess. Despite the overwhelming display several sets of eyes were still sharp and focused, watching their targets moves and looking for the opening they needed to pierce his defences. And yet still more had lost any semblance of intensity. They looked only for an exit amid the steadily dwindling cover of fewer and fewer participants. It was almost as it grod could smell the fear, tremor inducing weapon launched to the skies, where it would fall like bound lightning on any so unlucky as to think they could escape him. At the back izuru’s eyes ever hawk-like took in the scene, debating whether to simply put the rest out of their misery now, just how much time was he willing to waste in a place like this, fleeing cowards such as these wouldn’t even serve him as seaking bait. In the side opposite to him he could see another contestant had taken a similar stance, dual whips striking at those who tried to run and turning them on their point, she declared that if they were to die they may as well die for her before sending them charging towards the behemoth like mice before a gorilla. It was an understandable tactic but somehow the pirate doubted this was the kind of foe you toppled by depleting his stamina, it seemed unthinkable that anyone with so large a weapon would occupy a position like this with so glaring a weakness, but perhaps he was over estimating the fodder they placed in charge of floor 10. Finally as the numbers thinned izuru saw real skill begin to surface among the contestants, a martial artist flickering across the fight floor and appearing behind the giant his arm lit up with static voltage, hand flattened as he thrust his sharpened digits into the creatures neck. Veins bulged at the periphery of the wound, the muscle becoming engorged as it swole to endure the assault, the blood that leaked stemmed at just a brief spurt of arterial spray before a meaty backhand swatted the guy out of the air and sent him skidding across the ground. Well it had looked promising for at least an instant there. As though taking note of him for the first time, the huge figure’s eyes locked with izuru’s and a look that couple only be described as displeased as hard to discern as it was spread across his face. To have gone ignored for so long was apparently unsatisfactory, though it was with no shred of doubt to the towering dumbasses benefit. The boulder of a weapon shot through the remaining crowds towards him, those in its path now wise enough to leap from it, none foolish enough to try halting its progress. Except one. ”ANNNNND CONTESTANT GHOUL 24 MAKES HIS DEBUT, AN IMMOVABLE WALL STRUCK BY THE UNSTOPPABLE OBJECT!!! DID WE REALLY SEE THAT RIGHT?? WAS GROD’S THUNDERBALL REALLY STOPPED COLD? OR HAD IT PERHAPS SIMPLY RUN OUT OF CHAIN!??” the cry of the announcer prompting an almost audible sigh of relief from the crowds around the pirate, finally spoon fed an explanation they could understand. People didn’t stop that ridiculous weapon, of course it had to have just run out of chain, and with izuru’s position that was a very real possibility, just not the one that happened. The contestants around him who had looked back to gauge the bloody aftermath of the assault and then halted mid motion at the result, found their bearings once more. Grodd once again snaring their focus leaving izuru to his own devices, contestant ghoul 24 no longer a point of interest. Admittedly he probably could have done better with that particular moniker, apparently at some point his brother had given up his god given name in favour of the handle “Sorrow” to carry out his mischievous misdeeds, izuru had considered picking it up and carrying the name on but that seemed to suggested his brother had passed on for it to be inherited and that was not what he believed to be the case. Not to mention the kid had shitty taste and it was a terrible freaking name, jesus “Sorrow”? Just how edgy was he trying to be? One too many angsty tone dials as a kid it seemed. Besides even ignoring that there was still the fact he wasn’t looking to draw attention to the kazehara name, and despite the low chances of someone here putting two and two together there was little need to risk it. Ghoul 24 was simple, efficient, and anonymous. The less attention he drew to himself, the less they would expect of him, though perhaps he still needed a few tune up lessons on the art of subtlety that mentioned the flaws inherently attached to wearing a white suit, but that was for tomorrows class. ooc
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| Fudo Saiken | May 15 2016, 07:07 PM Post #6 | |||||
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Peering down at Rain, the big cat Zoan would hear the white haired man boast about having a 3-0 record against him. Hearing such a thing would cause the man to wretch his head back and snarl. Looking at Rain with an expression that plainly said, "Are You Fucking Serious?", the zoan uncrossed his arm. With furrowed brows, the larger man, made an effort to flex and appear even larger. In his effort, the zoan would shift in size, taking on a more physically imposing form, the ancient zoan would take on his favored life return form. Pulling his shoulders back till the shoulder blades nearly touched, the zoan would inhale a noticible amount of air; somewhat loudly. He did this to cause some tension in his back. The Immortal Beast often found it best to flex when confronted with Rain's idiocy. He'd only willingly take on his most powerful forms when in the presence of someone who either enraged him or someone he wanted to kill. Rain would fit both of this criteria at all times, so the ancient zoan would literally enter either his favored life return and zoan forms whenever in the white hairs presence. Immidiately following the shrugging motion, Fudo would exhale through his nose as he flexed the front portion of his torso. Outside of its usual stress relieving properties, the flexing was done as a obvious showing of his size and strength to others around. Though not entirely focused on anyone but himself and Rain, the zoan enjoyed creating a show of himself. Even when he was not in a mood to do so, he enjoyed attention. Feeling some relief from the mental anguish Rain had put him through, the zoan prepared his thoughts. Stricken with some slight anger, Fudo did what he could to flash a smile. However when he attempted to a frown would appear accompanied by low audible growl. Seeing as he was now angrier than he first though, Fudo would begin breath slowly as he formed tightly closed fists. He'd hold his tongue as he listened to his noodle slurping Nakama continue on. Rain would appear to not even know how the bounty system worked, which was truly ridiculous. The white haired mans aloof nature had no bounds. it was almost as though every sentence spewed from the mans noodle hole would only show the Immortal Beast he was Nakama with the definition of an idiot. Slowly tightening and loose it his balled fists, Fudo glared forward with nothing but malice. His body moved with focused aggression, each heel slammed upon the steel bridge, and each arm swayed forward with the strength and rigidity of a wrecking ball. To himself Fudo would repeat simple phrases, ones that seemed to help with the welling anger. These phrases included but we're not limited to, "Fuck Rain!", "I'm the fucking captain, not this fuck! I call the shots!", "Rain is a fucking dumbass prick!", "I'm stronger than Rain, frail Fucking Bitch!", "Little White Haired dumb fuck, I'd kill you if you weren't Nakama!", "Stupid little noodle slurping, know nothing, 'I mastered that at 2', actual master of dick knowing, short, pale, dead brother having bitch." Internally venting would unfortunately have a...negative effect on the ancient zoan, as such, while internalizing his anger, he'd unknowing enter his hybrid form. While speaking to himself, He'd cease movement for a few moments; in this time Rain and the monk would converse. Fudo's eyes would begin glowing as though they were pits of fire, each pit a vibrant gold and red hue respectively. Weeks of being with Rain would appear to have taken the zoan to a breaking point. The snarky comments and idiotic ones each beat their way into his psyche little by little. Now, even though Fudo felt he had a handle on his anger, hereally didn't. Hearing Rains voice speak his name one more, the zoan would lash out it violent rage. Lunging forward with the ferocity of the large predatory cat he inherited, Fudo would strike the monks face with all his strength. Doing so with a closed fist, the zoan would strike the mans face head on, and would fully extend his arm. Striking with such violence would lead to the monk being shot towards the tower entrance as though he was struck by a train. As he landed, Fudo would turn his now crazed eyes and bloodthirsty face to Rain; somewhat awkwardly he nearly snapped his own neck. "FUCK WHAT ANYONE SAYS!!! YOU WANNA GO LETS FUCKING GO! WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT THE TIME, LETS FUCKING FIGHT!!!!" Fudo roared at Rain with earshattering volume! Once he landed he'd run his large build into the entrance of the tower. His head would lean toward his right as he would now experience extreme discomfort in his neck after violently whipping it to look at Rain. Spoiler: click to toggle
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| ShadowBlade | May 15 2016, 08:22 PM Post #7 | |||||
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The White Hair blinked as he heard the sound of crashing. He turned his eyes over towards the entrance. Already a few steps up the flight of stairs, he would find himself staring at the large cat Zoan. He blinked for a moment once more, his right hand on the railing. Turning around fully, he listened to Fudo yell in anger. The White hair simply stared at him with his observant eyes. He smiled a moment later. "Shehahaha, what are you talking about Foodo! We're already late! Let's just beat everyone up and then we can fight at the top yeah?!" He said excitedly. His eyes were filled with passion as he balled up his right fist and held it up slightly. "Yosh! Just like we planned! We'll beat up everyone on the floor! Then it'll only be us! Shehahahah!" Rain laughed again as he slowly lowered his fist. He snapped his fingers in an exaggerated motion, his left eye closed as his mouth opened wide (like this: ;D). "Ikkkkkuzo! (Let's go!)" His passionate declaration was set. The Samurai turned around and began up the stairs. "1,2,1,2,1,2!" He counted aloud as he escalated the stairs with haste. He breathed out as though he were jogging, exaggerating his breaths. "LETS GO FOODO! LETS GO!" he would yell as he jogged up the stairs. He had a lead on Fudo for the time being, having been already up a few steps. He would continue that way, hoping that the man would follow him. Finally, he would reach the top of the 10th floor. He exhaled heavily as he finally got there, he bent over, holding his knees and panting. "Ahhh!! I'm tired!" He slowly rose up and began to stretch his legs. He blinked, noticing the scene in full view. " ”ANNNNND CONTESTANT GHOUL 24 MAKES HIS DEBUT, AN IMMOVABLE WALL STRUCK BY THE UNSTOPPABLE OBJECT!!! DID WE REALLY SEE THAT RIGHT?? WAS GROD’S THUNDERBALL REALLY STOPPED COLD? OR HAD IT PERHAPS SIMPLY RUN OUT OF CHAIN!??”" "Nyeh?" Rain spoke as he watched a masked figure stopping a large chain. His observant eyes focused upon him and then the large ogre looking figure. He blinked, looking at the other contestants whom seemed to be running around. Rain, instead of partaking, simply began to stretch as he placed one open hand near his mouth. "YOOOSHAA!! Don't give it up everyone!! Shehahah!" He laughed as he stood on one foot. His left leg now pulled back by his left hand. The White Hair noticed the plethora of visual den den mushi around. It appeared as though this event was well broadcasted. This was definitely the form of entertainment for the people of the Echelon. He began to wave at the cameras. "HIII!!!" He said as he waved. OOC
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| ♥ Singularity | May 16 2016, 04:50 AM Post #8 | |||||
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Dairy 4 T4
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The others around him wasted no time making haste, with izuru the target of attack several of them switched to a swift offense, with three of them leading the charge, two of the trio leaping once again to catch the lumbering lout from above. But once more they were stopped short, the chain that linked him to the bulbous metal head of his weapon snaking through his grip, writhing through the air as it coiled around the outstretched limb of first one and then the second of the pir, before a thrust of his palm had them both driven into the ground hard. The last faring no better, he delayed his misfortune by perhaps a second before a clobbering headbutt sent him careering across the arena floor, dangling precariously from its edge. That simply wouldn’t do at all, if he left things to continue this way he was never going to get the chance to leave this place. While in truth he only had about 4.5 minutes of a 5-minute clock left on the board to him it felt as though he had been enduring this shit show for an eternity, and let’s be honest anything that could be learned from these morons simply wasn’t worth learning. No, if he wanted this taken care of he was going to have to do it himself. Bodies ate the dirt around him but the white suited figure continued forward unpturbed, one foot in front of the other, with no consideration for the danger his path posed. He was a man who slayed dragons, a man who sank islands. Izuru strength had been forged in the fires of hades time and time again, moulded by the hammer of the world government, pitted against their best on more than one occasion. SO HOW THE FUCK WOULD HE HAVE TIME TO SCREW AROUND IN A PLACE LIKE THIS?!?! The chained meteor flew careering towards him, just barely grazing his body as it swayed out the way, his approach entirely undaunted. No sooner had he nixed the distance between them the white clad man leapt from the ground and planted both feet in a double footed drop kick sending the huge figure rocking backwards, before evolving into a full series of toppling tumbles that rolled him right out of the arena and down into the gap between stage and stands. ”Dumbass”. Silence enveloped the crowd, the drastic change in the pace of events too much for them to process, not a single sound was made as he crossed the bridge to the arena exit to depart from floor 10 but upon hitting the thresh hold the crowd and announcer both seemed to find their voices again in an emphatic roar. ”What an upset! That’s the echelon arena for you, stop to blink and you’re gonna miss all the action. GROD. IS. DOOOOOWWWWNNN!!!!!!!!!!!! And with that there are 19 survivors who will be progressing to the 11th floor and above, here is where the tower will really test what they’re made of. Jeeez if it’s gonna be like this I wanna find me those other 23 ghouls and see what kind of heat they’re packing. YEEEOOOWWWZA!! at that izuru or as he was currently to be known ghoul 24 did stop, there had most definitely been a miscommunication of sorts, a fundamental misunderstanding on what was going to happen next. ”This ain’t a charity service, you can all fuck off if you think you’re riding my coat tails, go ahead and rot down here forever for all I care, but it’s as far as you go” With that he gave the middle finger to those who could see it over his shoulder, with a hand that seemed to be attached to something shiny and linked. Clasping his hand closed he gave a heaving yank, the huge metal ball sailing through the air after him and crashing into the doorway of the floor exit where it wedged itself tight blocking the path of those that would wish to follow. Fucking amateurs, thinking they could do no work of their own and simply move forward, what kind of world would such happy go lucky thinking foster? Not one he had any interest in seeing. But before him was a darkened path that seemed to aim endlessly upward in a wide low angled spiral. From what he was given to understand this portion of the trial was a race, you were to make your way up the remaining 90 floors passing guards, obstacles, traps and the like and if you survived then you were worthy of fighting one of the islands best. Or so the story went. If his only task was to go upward, then upward he would go, as if he was gonna let something as ridiculous as some freaking traps get in his way, what kind of fucking retards actually fell prey to this bullshit? With that he began sprinting up the path that lay before him, with no idea the kind of impediments they would put before him, and there would be several………..hundred. [/color] ooc
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Pulsing from anger, Fudo would slowly ascend the stairs of this tower. Unknown to either him or his companion, the entrance taken was not for normal competitors, but instead the elite fighters assigned to each floor. Cheers flooded the tightly packed corridor Fudo ascended. The crowds roar filling the spiraling tube entirely, the clamoring masses jeers and cheers preventing the dark haired grandmaster from formulating any thought. Making the trek at a much more reserved pace that Rain, Fudo would barely catch wind of what the announcers would say. Rain's appearance would signal the entrance of this floors 'boss'. "WELL FOLKS IF YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS AN AROUSING BOUT, YOU HAVEN'T SEEN NOTHING YET! ALL THE WAY FROM B-B-BYOKRISGELIA ISLE!? MONK ROVAN-SHA'!" The crowd would cheer loudly, believing Rain to be the monk that everyone spoke up. In all honesty the commentators didn't really care who Rain was, and were simply trying to keep things favorable. "WITH 19 COMPETITORS LEFT HERE AFTER THE LAST BOUT, WE GO INTO OVERTIME! IF THERE IS ANYONE WHO CAN BEAT MONK...ROVAN-SHA' THEN THEY SHOULD ADVANCE TO THE ELEVENTH FLOOR!" Grod would be carried out of the arena by this time, and all eyes would be on Rain. The previous floor boss had leveled more than four fifths of the previous challengers, now only a scared bunch remained. Aloof as always, the crowds voices would dim, as they awaited the actions of the white haired man. The anticipations was literally lethal, as one of the competitors dropped in fear, clutching his heart as he did so. "THE TENSION IS SO THICK IN THIS ROOM IT'S LITERALLY SUFFOCATING, I'M SURE EVERYONE IS FINDING IT AS HARD TO BREATH AS I AM!!" Just then, Fudo would emerge from the same corridor, tense with anger. The crowds, eyes would shift from the blue eyed samurai to the black haired man. In their confusion they'd shift their attention then to the announcer who was furiously flipping through various sheets and scripts trying to find the level ten roster. Seeing as Fudo's bounty picture had not been updated in quite some time, his current appearance would give very little assistance in figuring out who he is. In confusion and haste, the announcer would attempt to answer the question on everyone's mind. "TODAY SEEM'S TO BE FILLED WITH SURPRISES! THE SECOND CHALLENGE WE HAVE...WE HAVE THE LOCAL-" Before the man could say anything, he'd be struck with a wave of haki. Roaring from his position by the mouth of the staircase, Fudo bellowed out of disapproval. The wave of haki would strike all those in the room, adn the remaining contestants in the room, including Rain. Who Fudo was directing his malice towards. After the wave, Fudo would storm towards the ball and chain that was fixed in this rooms only exit. As he advanced he looked around at the number of individuals he'd knocked out, and the room itself. He'd notice quite a few den den fixed on the walls. Seeing a chance to cause a spur on the upcoming floors, Fudo would direct his face towards the den den as he approached the limp chain of the wrecking ball. "THE NAME IS FUDO MOTHER FUCKING SAIKEN YOU FUCKS! I'M COMING FOR YOU BITCHES!" Clasping the links on the chain, Fudo would then violently pull on the weapon until he'd free it. Using all of his strength as he did so, Fudo would manage to pull the medieval weapon out rather easily. Then after pulling it, he'd do two swift and powerful Olympic swings; the chain still in hand. He'd do this with the intention of crashing the large metal ball into the podium the rude announcer was. The metal ball was sent flying into the structure where the announcer was held, it'd strike with enough force to bend the metal structure, and send the ball flying towards and unseen location behind the announcer. Successfully swinging, tossing, and destroying the podium, Fudo was now allowed to freely move from one floor to the next; which he'd promptly do. Exiting without saying much of a word to Rain, he'd enter a dark corridor. Fading into the blackness a moment later a clenched fist would appear, and then that fist would transform into that of a flipped bird. THIS WAS DIRECTED SOLELY TOWARDS RAIN. OOC
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| ShadowBlade | May 16 2016, 04:28 PM Post #10 | |||||
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"Ara..?" The Fruitless Beast looked on as the spotlight seemed to be cast towards him. All eyes were on the strange Samurai as he stood stretching. Blinking, he noted the bowl of noodles he had set upon the ground. Reaching over, he picked it up and began to poke at the meat; piercing it with his chop sticks. At this moment, it appeared a man had fallen down upon the ground fainting at the sight of this. The White hair slowly rose the piece of meat up to his mouth as the crowd seem to gasp before he placed it in his mouth. He was met with cheering before a loud thud was heard behind him. He turned with an innocent look on his face. "Yew Foodo (Yo Foodo)" He mumbled through the chewing. [colro=deepskyblue]"Wut Tuk Ye zo Lung? (what took you so long?)"[/color] He seemed to be genuinely concerned for the man. His expression seemed to stay the same as the wave of Haki came bursting forward. The man blinked as the wave encircled him and pushed away without effect. The man sniffled as wiped his nose and took another chopstick full of noodles to his mouth. He looked up at the announcer. "Aww" he said as the others were knocked out. He watched the Zoan walk up towards the defeated strong man and grasp his ball and chain in his hand. Lifing it up, he began to swing it violently. The large chain would hover over Rain's head, whom was now sitting again and eating; watching what Fudo would do. It was a moment later that he had tossed the large structure over towards the announcer. "Double.. aww" Rain said, making sure to annunciate the 'aww' noise. He wiped his nose once again. "Spicy..shehaha" he said smiling to himself. "Oh? We're done already? Shehaha! That was quick!" he said smiling as he got up from his indian style sitting position. He blinked, having his observation skills still focused but now on Fudo. He saw his actions even though he was occluded as a premonition. Could it be!? Another crew mate inside friendship sign!? Rain smiled. He would remember this well! "OI FOODO!" He smiled as wide as he could, if the man turned around he would see Rain flicking off Fudo. "Nakama! Yosh!! Let's gooo!!" He said as he disappeared, utilizing Soru. He began up the stairs as he had zoomed past the man. The clicking of his heels heard as he progressed onto the next stage. Click..Click...Click Rain would call out to Fudo at certain times telling him to catch up as he would continue on. At the top, he would discover what the next round was. It seemed as though he would be paired with the group from before. He was happy, they seemed quite nice! With a smile, he raced up towards them. "Yoo!! Wait up you guys!! Shehahaha!" He said joyfully as he made his way towards the top; treasure was awaiting! techs
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| ♥ Singularity | May 17 2016, 04:57 PM Post #11 | |||||
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Not more than a minute had passed and this place was already a pain in his ass. The steady plink of of two metallic substances colliding resounded around him, his blade flashing at the peripheries while it’s serpentine length shielded him from the arrows that shot from the walls. He was in the midst of living a fucking cliché right now, torn right out of some cheesy poorly written adventure novel, ported straight to the temple of doom itself. Next thing he knew there would be a giant freaking boulder chasing him down some slope that was inexplicably just shallow enough that it didn’t simply over run and crush him. Though perhaps it was for the best these traps were so poorly crafted, after all at the current moment he had no invulnerability upon which to fall back on. If his arm was torn from his body now it was not going to be reappearing an time soon. But if he was being honest, the thrill seeking side of him lavished it, the gentle caress of death’s cold grip brushing ever nearer his neck. It almost got boring having a body that could not be harmed, what did such a man have to be concerned of? Aside from the scant few and far between who had ability enough to compensate. AS the hail of projectile’s ended, the segments of his sword slide back into place, the blade becoming whole once more, glancing to his left and then his right he debated which of the three stone paths to make use of. Figuring that in the end it made little difference over all he raised a finger, mouthing enie minie mini emo to himself as it danced between the trio of options. In the end he found it was the left most which he came to end upon and with not a moment to spare he was tearing down it, no sooner had he crossed the thresh hold he heard the clunk of some mechanism beneath him falling into place, followed by the grinding of stone against stone as the doorway behind him sealed itself. Not one to flee a challenge he ignored the option of darting back out before the entrance closed, preferring to see just what this place had in store for him, it couldn’t be any shitter or unimaginative than freaking arrows out of a wall right? The corridor itself was relatively wide, about 5-10 m across, which actually seemed somewhat unnecessary from a construction standpoint but the reason behind this soon became clear. The walls and floor were covered in grooved ridges, that ran a complex network atop their surface. None of this made all too much sense to him, that was until a small hatch opened and from within it a thick metal wheel rose up. No sooner had it appeared it was locked in place through the magic of magnetism and causing sparks to fly as it spun on the spot. Without warning it shot forth, like a rotating bullet, riding it’s track down the corridor before following the curve and doubling back on itself directly on trajectory to strike izuru. Not one to be left on the back foot, the pirate darted forward, leaping and splaying his legs as their paths crossed to let the violent dynamo streak beneath him. The clanking of metal on metal heralded an alternator falling into place to switch the wheel’s track, meanwhile 2 more hatches opening each with one of their own that rose up and shot forth. Izuru meanwhile was left to continue his dashing forth keeping his wits about him for the dangers that neared. Spoiler: click to toggle
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| Fudo Saiken | May 21 2016, 06:45 PM Post #12 | |||||
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Moving into the darkness, the big cat zoan made sure to keep a steadied pace. Stomping as he advanced, the mans glowing eyes illuminated just enough for him to manuver without too much issue. All that was before him was a plain brick hallway. He'd perceive little in his way altogether, and didn't sense any immediate threats beside him. So without much to focus on he'd focus on what was threatening him; Rain. The ancient zoan had assured himself of his status, but as of late he had been severely overlooked. In fact, every individual he had come in contact with didn't recognize him in he slightest. That coupled with Rain's personality and the white hairs previous 1-0 record left the scarred warriors ego bruised. Though he had no real desire to deal with this tower, he did have something to prove to Rain and the world. Currently he'd focus on advancing forward and informing his nakama. He couldn't give the man any attention, not until he had prov d that he was better. Currently, all he knew was that if he had seen Rain he'd explode into rage. Luckily as he stomped forward the floor shifted, and rose rapidly, doing so in a manner that would press the zoan against the stone ceiling. Still stiff and pulsing with anger, the ancient zoan would angrily swing both of his fists directly at the ceiling. He'd haki up his arms just before his hands reached the stone while giving a deep growl. Exploding with aggression the zoan would shatter the stone that the attended to crush him otherwise. Shattering a large portion of the stone, the momentum would shoot Fudo into this upper level. The supernova be forced into a new floor, nearly crashing into the dealing once more. However he'd simply roll his torso forward, allow the tips of his feet to touch the ceiling, and then kick himself back to the ground. Landing on a knee, Fudo looked around at his new area, trying to recognize any nearby threats. He did this very quickly, it was entirely instinctual since he always assumed there was a threat nearby. Grunting, he noted that was completely different in appearance; one that resembled a classical European home. However unlike a regular home, this home would be entirely empty. Rising, he'd turn from the large lobby he saw, behind hiim were three long cold hallways, the immortal beasts eyes shifted left and right, each hall appeared as equally unattractive as the rest. He'd see three signs, from left to right they would read: Insane, Hard, Easy. Fudo would find the left most choice somewhat interesting, however he had low expectations for anyone hing at this point. Grumbling to himself, the zoan would tak the far left hallway. | |||||
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"Eh? Foodo...Oi!" Rain called out with both of his hands. He blinked, placing one hand on his left hip and shift towards said direction. His right hand index finger would poke at his temple on the ipsilateral side as he let out a 'hmmm'. "How did I get here.....Mmmmmm." He closed his eyes attempting to think harder. He was surrounded by a long dark hallway, illuminated dimly by torchlight. Next to him was an empty noodle bowl he had set on the ground. There was a sticky note in yellow attached to it which read as follows: "Please Throw away, Sincerely, -Rain PS: hi!" A few minutes ago... "*Chew, Chew, Chew*" Mmmm, this sure is good Noodles..shehaha! I wonder how long we'll be here. The White Haired Samurai stopped as he finished the last of his noodles. To his left was a dark staircase leading downward. It read: DO NOT ENTER!! WORK IN PROGRESS!!" in all capital letters as a neon sign. In addition, there was orange cones, hazard signs, blinking lights, and caution tape all around. The Samurai stopped, blinking to look down towards the obvious trap or stop sign. "Oh I see! This must be a short cut! I have a good feeling about this!" He said smiling as he dove under the caution tape and signs. Click..Click..Click. "Yellow! This is Rain! Is anyone down here? Moshi, Moshi!?" he cried out as he reached the bottom of the staircase. Suddenly, the staircase he'd used to climb down sprang upwards and closed off against the ceiling. The dark room began to be lit up by torch light. Now he stood within the confines of a long hallway. "Ah...oh well, it should be fine!". He said energetically to himself as he placed his bowl down with a note he'd written on the bridge. Present... "Oh yeah! I remember now! Shehaha!" Rain chuckled. He removed his hand from his hip and temple, standing up straight. Looking forward he sighed as he took a few steps forward. Click..Click..Click- Push. Rain looked down, one of the tiles he had stepped on was pressed downwards. He blinked as he heard a noise coming from behind him, a sort of rumbling. Rumble...RumbleRumble...Rumble. Rain blinked. "E-..Eh?" He spoke to himself. Rumble...Rumble...Rumble. "It should be okay...right?" he said with an unconfident smile. That's when it appeared. Out of the darkness a large round boulder appeared, rolling its way towards Rain. "YAAAGHHH!!" He cried out as he turned and began running full force. RUMBLE...RUMBLE!!!. "What the heck is this place!?!" Rain cried out. RUMBLE RUMBLE!!. It seemed he'd gotten himself into trouble again. OOC
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| ♥ Singularity | May 24 2016, 04:34 AM Post #15 | |||||
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Bad day, bad day, bad day, bad day. Chakie jan himself would have felt right at home in the midst of this spurted flee from danger. Traps plucked straight from a film script hot on his heels as izuru tore up the corridor. They were by no means slow, in no time at all they had caught up to his not so negligible pace, rolling with speed as they followed the grooves embedded in the walls and floor. Stopping on a dime izuru’s body spun like a disc, cartwheeling horizontally through the air as one of the disc flew beneath him, while the two on the walls sliced simultaneously over head, sparks flying as metal ground against stone in the wake of their momentum. These shitty things were really trying hard to kill him, one false move and he was likely to end up dead. Not for even a moment did they stop, their rotation inverting itself for them to come firing back toward him. Muscles tensed he prepared himself, his knees bent to leap from the path of the middlemost of the threats for the umpteenth time but on this ocassion it halted just short of him, a split second delay as he was forced to reconsider his move, but that was enough. The disc on his left shot ahead of it’s partner on the right, an no sooner was it in line with izuru’s neck, it leapt from it’s track to smash into it and grind the flesh tube to pulp against the opposing wall. It was all the pirate could do to turn in surprise confusion before the entirely nonsensical movement was there to catch him off guard, pinning him in place. His body hit the stone surface hard, masked face sat atop the flat side of the disk while his towering physique was trapped beneath it. Still and lifeless the corpse lingered…..for just a passing moment, before a lanky arm reached up and fumbled blindly atop the wheel, grabbing at the flat metal surface before grabbing the severed head that sat there and plucking it away. Only it wasn’t a severed head, only a mask separated from the head it should have been placed on. ”Oi oi aint that a little too unfair? What kind of freaking wheel can leap from wall to wall? i really could have died. the faceless voice didn’t seem all too distraught in his complaints, more inconvenienced by the sheer illogical nature of it. Though it wasn’t as though he could climb on all too high a horse, being a particularly illogical existence himself. With the mask firmly in hand once more, the beheaded body shuffled out from beneath the rolling murder tool, a head slipping up from within the suit and being obscured by the mask once more as it did so. ”How long you gonna stay silent for? I ain’t an idiot, i saw the holes above, my guess you’re somewhere nice and cosy pressing a bunch of buttons like some shitty nerd and then touching yourself while you watch the results on a screen surrounded by your own filth. Am i getting close? Why don’t you come out here and we can have a match face to face” Once more silence prevailed, nothing but empty sillness offered in response. *crackle*”Well done mr pirate, most people are so busy running for their lives they don’t notice the peep holes. And even less manage to evade the guilotine. But then you are the contested who was able to defeat grod in a single blow, so it makes sense you’d be a little atypical. Have you not enjoyed my magnetrax? They really are an inspired little toy, if you only knew how much work went into these, you’d surely have a greater respect, they’re a technical marvel. Izuru spat on the ground as he took in the words, fucking moron, if he couldn’t be coaxed out there was little point wasting more time on this. Fact was in this area he was totally at that guy’s mercy so the best solution was to just not be in this area. ”Only thing worth marveling at here is how a pussy like you managed to get a permanent spot in a tower full of fighters. What possible use could they have for a chump who can’t leave his wank den?” ”Really? Name calling? Is that what it’s come to now? You thugs, you’re only ever capable of thinking one way. If as you’ve pointed out i am able to survive in a tower full of strong combatants with nothing but my traps, would it not follow that it’s simply a testament to just how proficient with them i am?” ”who knows, i ain’t got time to put that much thought into some dick im gonna slice ten ways to fuck anyway. But if this is what you’re offering, can’t say im all too impressed.” ”Ohhh you poor ignorant fool, my work it weaved through the tower like a web, all the way through floors 11 through to 79. Im sure we’ll be seeing alot more of one another, or at least we might, if you weren’t going to just die here and now.” as if to add punctuation to his words, several new hatches ground out the symphony of their opening, wheel after wheel emerging out into the world proper. ”Tch, me and my big mouth” even izuru having to admit he couldn’t be sure in this instance it was worth it. Without a moment to spare he dashed up the corridor, the grinding of metal wheels hot on his trail. Their pursuit was relentless and his speed limited by efforts not to display his abilities unless necessary. His body weaved between evasive maeuvers, cartwheels, somersaults, pirouettes as necessary. Jumps, ducks and tumbles thrown in for good measure, anything he could use to slip his body between the storm of wheels that now encased him. Seams of crimson appeared on his flesh, glancing blows accumulating, the 3 dimensional movement of the wheels more troublesome than he had first expected. But then he saw it, the light at the end of his proverbial tunnel, a tunnel leading up to a hatch that would take him out of the passageway, it’s narrow breadth doing wonders to limit his potential for evasion. ”GHOOOUL PAAAAAWWWWWNNNCH!!!” an uppercut smashing him through a trapdoor laid into the floor of the level above as he leapt from the confines of the wheels that pounded down around him, only minimalistic injuries to show for it. stuff
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