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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 14, 2013 20:55:34 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;]YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE TO BE YOURSELF SO DON'T WASTE IT BEING WHAT OTHERS WANT YOU TO BE It wasn't every day you saw a Captain of the Gotei 13 lose control of themselves and go on a rampage, but there was a first time for everything it seemed. Though why they would send their weakest and only other Visored to try and stop him was a question Tyler was asking himself now. Wow I forgot how fucking dumb you are. It's cause you haven't proved you can keep me in check yet. They wanna kill off your dumb ass before I become strong enough to be a problem. Nero explained in a surprisingly level tone. But that didn't stop him from sounding really pissed about it. *Sigh* Why do you always assume the worst Nero? he asked his inner hollow as he stepped out of the Senkaimon and onto the grounds of a nearly demolished bar. WOAH! What the fuck happened here!?! It looks like a tornado tore through the place He murmured as he looked at the wreckage and found a path that the destruction was taking. |
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Post by Jin Hoshigawa on Sept 14, 2013 22:13:32 GMT -5
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Boobies Lucien He's not an upright Dog But an on all fours dog ! A loud eruption of violence and mayhem could be heard from all around Karakura on this wild night of partying and drinking. Buried within the creeping darkness of the starlit night sky, a single building had it;s lights on, with shadows bouncing back and forth, crashing into one another with their yells and screams for help echoing around the closed off runway. What could be happening inside the building that would make everyone inside scream bloody murder? As if someone, or something were inside tearing them a new butt hole? Well one white haired shinigami of course. Fists were flying, but it seemed that not a single one of them were able to land their mark. He dipped down, one man missing and them tumbling over as Jin kicked him in his rear. Another tripped over the falling man with Jin rising from his slumped, obscure position with his thumb pointing toward his chest."You fuckers don't want this! I'll fuck you up!" That, of course sent a frenzy of angry cries throughout the bar as three more men came tumbling toward him. Jin leaped into the air, landing on the top of the stool before once more jumping, and then landing on the mans head. He kicked off, causing his head to slam into the table. Jin landed on the floor, but ended up rolling forward. He was very, very drunk. Sadly for him, this little trip up allowed all of the men to dog pile him, and while their punches didn't hurt, or really phase him, they were pissing him off. He wasn't about to just take this laying down. Well...he was, but not for long! Managing to place a hand on the man furthest down, Jin recited a few words that would not only cause some serious damage to these people, but would probably destroy this building. "Hado #58: Tenran" Perhaps most lucky were these people. Jin, despite being a captain, had a limiter placed on him by the other captains. They knew he was still down about his subordinate, and figured that if he were to drink destruction would probably ensue. This would undoubtedly lead to the people of this tavern, sadly, surviving this little wind blast. As they were flung from their hold on Jin, he stood up, his hands in the air laughing wildly. The toarnado, having gained enough strength, tore the wall out. Jin looked over, looked back at the people (who were now cowering in the corner) and scoffed. He was about to order one more drink, to go of course, when he felt a rather unique, and familiar presence.
He turned on the ball of his foot, and started to walk toward the hole that now took over more than half of the building. He peaked outward, and grinned wildly rushing toward the young vizard. As the distance narrowed, Jin waved his hand drunkenly and began yell talking at the boy. "Tyler right!? Oh my god, what are you doing here! You want a drink? I can get you a drink!"HAN: 18 REI:15 HAK: 10 SEI: 13 BUK: 18 HOH: 18 |
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Sept 17, 2013 19:18:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣What the hell is with these people? Gray wondered to himself. He had decided to go out for the night, but he had definitely picked the wrong bar. It was a sausage fest. He definitely wasn't going to score any pussy in here. That wasn't even his main goal; the Fullbringer just wanted to have a good time. But it was impossible when everyone was so fucking stupid, shouting and screeching like animals. Thank god he had done some pre-drinking. Japan was great for that. Gray was two years under the legal drinking age, but he never got carded.
Gray was almost tempted to jump in and beat the shit out of whoever was making so much noise. But he was so much better than that. He wasn't even drunk like the rest of them. Maybe he was a bit red and his vision was a little whacked, but he wasn't drunk. He could hold his liquor way better than the rest of these pussy faggots. "Idiots," he said coolly before turning to the bartender. "I'll get a--" Suddenly, Gray, along with almost everyone else in the bar was lifted into the air. "How the..." Before the Fullbringer could manage the question, he hit the ceiling and then fell back down onto the floor, flat on his face. He sat up, rubbing his head and looking around angrily. Even when inebriated, he knew what it felt like when someone was using Reiryoku. What kind of moron would do that right in the middle of a crowded building?
There were a bunch of people hiding in the corner, and then there was some tall guy with white hair walking out. Not through the door, though. There was a.... fucking hole in the wall. In fact, was that even a wall anymore? "Bastard!!" Gray shot to his feet, only to fall into the table beside him. "No, no, fuck this shit," he slurred, getting to his feet and staying on them this time. He concentrated really hard, trying to walk without looking drunk. In his mind, he was strolling through the absence of wall like a baller, but in reality, he kept wobbling with each step.
When he got outside, the white-haired guy was talking to some kid. But Gray didn't care about that. "Hey, asshole!" he called a little louder than was necessary, before ripping his shirt off and flinging it to the ground for no apparent reason. He wasn't even trying to show off; this guy was probably shitting his pants, anyway. He wasn't going to get away with using some freaky wind shit on the Great Gray-sama. "What the fuuuuck, do you think you're doing... doing... that shit?!" he demanded, thinking he sounded pretty intimidating. He couldn't find the words to explain whatever the guy had done to decimate the bar, but he didn't care too much. "You like... just fucked all those people up! Prepare to die!" he exclaimed before charging at the white-haired guy. He was meaning to punch him, but ended up tripping over his own feet when he got close to the man. Now he flew full-tilt towards the albino, half-naked and ready to kick some ass.◣ | ◣TAGGED: Tyler, Jin, Natas
◣WORDS: 530
◣NOTES: xxx
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 21, 2013 21:56:23 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;]YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE TO BE YOURSELF SO DON'T WASTE IT BEING WHAT OTHERS WANT YOU TO BE When he saw that Jin was still in the bar Tyler was shocked at how powerful the captain was, he used a single kido spell, and the destruction was massive! But it looked like he hadn't yet attracted any attention other than that of a fullbringer. He then stepped in between Jin and the Fullbringer, pushing him out of their direction when he tripped over his own feet when he ran at Jin. Jin. Go get me that drink, Im gonna need it after I get done with this drunk asshole. He said as he looked the very rude fullbringer in the eye, his hand on Yamato. He then would smile. This guy was drunk enough that even with his power advantage, if the Visored kept on his toes he could win. I'll give you the first move, but only because your so drunk you can barely stand. He said harshly, showing the fullbringer that his fake swagger didn't convince anyone. |
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Post by Jin Hoshigawa on Oct 1, 2013 15:51:13 GMT -5
Words: 552 Notes:
Boobies Lucien He's not an upright Dog But an on all fours dog ! Jin grunted, and then snorted as his hand came up, brushing and tapping Tyler on the head. He could still feel the Alcohol over taking his entire body as a hiccup left here, and a wave of his body there. Jin was about to speak to the young Vizard before he could hear the disgruntled cries of the people, and single, distinguishable sound of another person coming from behind him. Jin arched a brow, turning to face the person, his body once more waving in it's entirety while he listened in. He...fucked a lot of people? No no, that wasn't right. He fucked up a lot of people? Yeah, that made more sense. He chuckled at the lst bit of the sentence, his body turning slightly toward Tyler. "Actually Tyler. You might want to go back that guy up, he's gonna need the help." Jin began laughing maniacally, twirling his body and grasping the young vizard by the scruff of his shukakusho, twirling in circles as he began building momentum. Quickly releasing the boy at the other man, Jin stopped, wobbling and nearly falling onto his face. A wide grin spread over his features as the world around him stopped spinning slowly. 3...2...1 Normally this was the point in which Jin would use shunpo, and appear in front of his enemy with a quickly slash of his blade to end the battle. But today? No, he felt like jogging to his target. Standing up quickly, Jin started jogging at the man. The distance coming to a close. Hopefully the two of them would be more of a challenge than just the other boy. "Let's go fuckers!" Jin cried out loudly, finally utilizing shunpo and appearing in front of the black haired human. Bringing his fist skyward. However, in his drunken state he missed, and instead his entire body flying forward toward the other man. He really needed to stop drinking.HAN: 18 REI:15 HAK: 13 SEI: 13 BUK: 18 HOH: 18 |
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Oct 2, 2013 14:18:43 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣Before Gray could reach the albino and beat the fuck out of him, some little shit stepped in front of him and pushed him to the side. Normally, this wouldn't have even budged the Fullbringer, but he had already been dangerously unbalanced, not to mention, drunk as fuck. He fell onto his side, cursing, but recovered quickly, sitting up to glare at the person who had gotten in his way. "I-I'm not drunk, you stupid fuck!" He definitely wasn't; he had only had a few drinks; whatever his definition of a 'few' was. Gray knew what was up, unlike all these idiots.
The Fullbringer got to his feet, stumbling to the side a bit, allowing himself to miraculously dodge the guy that was flying by him for some reason. That's weird... maybe I AM drunk. It was something to consider. People didn't normally fly like that, did they? Gray looked around, searching for the albino. He could kick the flying kid's ass later.
Now even the albino was flying. He had tried to punch Gray but missed because the Fullbringer was too fast for him to comprehend it. He himself didn't even comprehend it, that was how good he was. Of course. But this presented a problem. The albino was still flying at him. For some reason, the Fullbringer's godly speed had deserted him at this crucial moment. "I'll freeze you! Coooold Excali..." he yelled, throwing his hands out in front of him. By some black magic that was definitely the albino's fault, the ground underneath them froze instead. "W-wait..." Gray couldn't keep his balance, now of all times. Why?! He was convinced. The albino was to blame. He was using another spell to throw him off. He wouldn't get away with this!
"You bastard!!" he cried as the albino crashed into him. He slipped and fell, and the other man landed on top of him. Wait... he wasn't into this! This definitely wasn't Gray's thing. "Get off of me!" he snarled, grabbing the albino's shoulders and trying to push him off. But Cold Excalibur wasn't listening. Ice was coming from Gray's hands, freezing him to his adversary. To that effect, Gray was also frozen to the ground because of what had happened earlier. But he wouldn't lose! With a growl, Gray arched his back and tried to ram his head into the albino's forehead.◣ | ◣TAGGED: Tyler, Jin, Natas
◣WORDS: 392
◣NOTES: xxx
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Post by Hyun Miyano on Oct 3, 2013 1:27:24 GMT -5
Natas wasn't even sure why he was in a bar. He didn't want a repeat of last time to happen, but there he was. At least he wasn't drunk this time. Or was he? He didn't even want to find out. Instead he wanted to leave that place. He didn't want to be blackout drunk again, unless he was already at that stage. He didn't know. What he did know was he wanted another drink. He didn't even bother to pay for other one. Natas went to the next table over and took the drinks from the people there, consuming it all shot after shot. Was this enough, though?
"I think you need more" Alvaro decided to speak to him using their body, making the people at the table he was standing at look at him with a strange look. "Maybe you should shut up and give me more.." Natas grumbled to himself. The people at the table were even more shocked when he responded in a seemingly different tone than the first one. Again, Natas didn't care. He went to get another drink, or at least tried. He heard some bitches shouting in the bar, or was he shouting? Someone was shouting and they needed to shut up! But that wasn't working out in his favor.
Then, out of fucking no where, A tornado appeared inside of the bar and tossed him into a wall. Natas decided to rage quit the night. He was done. He closed his eyes for a little while and slept whatever magic was overcoming him off. Or so he thought. Natas passed out, but Alvaro didn't. He picked up their body after being on the floor for a little while.
He went outside to try to purge himself of the poison substance that was killing his mind, not even caring about what happen a few moments or seconds ago. He didn't know when it happened. All he knew was that there were people still panicked about it. Alvaro pushed those who were blocking his exit and gained a few complaints from them, but he didn't care. He arrived outside and picked a not as crowded area and hunched himself over to vomit. He shoved his finger down his throat and threw up all over what he thought was the ground. Sadly it wasn't. He looked at his vomit mess and saw two men on the ground. Probably having drunken sex, so he didn't want to intrude. They could ignore his purge. Maybe use it as lube or something. He didn't care though. Alvaro turned away and decided to start making his way back to the bar.
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Oct 5, 2013 21:43:40 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;]YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE TO BE YOURSELF SO DON'T WASTE IT BEING WHAT OTHERS WANT YOU TO BE When Jin Threw him Tyler screamed, he hadn't expected to get thrown at someone! FUCKING ALCOHOL!!! He yelled as he flew past Grey and caught a nearby Light Pole. By the time he had gotten back to his feet Natas had left, leaving Jin and Grey Covered in Vomit. So just mentally going "Fuck It!" Tyler walked into the bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey, drinking about seven or eight shots worth of it at once. Fucking Alcohol was gonna drive everyone here crazy, then he might as well join in on the fucking Crazy Train. When he emptied the bottle he threw it down by Jin and Grey, watching as it shattered into a million pieces. Alright, get up you two. He said as he stared at the vomit covered drunk men. |
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Post by Jin Hoshigawa on Oct 11, 2013 5:31:02 GMT -5
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Boobies The A team He's not an upright Dog But an on all fours dog ! Everything happened in slow motion. From his punch missing, to their bodies clashing, and then the fall to the ground. He could, without a doubt, feel every inch of the mans body against his own, and it made him want to hurl. As the two of them landed, he felt something cold run across his body. Why was it so cold, and why did it feel like it was getting even colder? Jin, in his drunken haze, looked around, noticing ice had seemingly welded the two of them together onto the ground like a pair of homo-erotic lovers. Of course, he was neither, but that didn't mean that other people would know that. If they could see them, then they would think that. No, he wouldn't stand for it, literally.
Jin struggled, rubbing against the other man in the process and that's when the two of their heads had clashed. Jin stopped, shouting at the other man. "What the hell... He paused, letting out a short hiccup. " You little prick! I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'ma bite your damn ear off!" Before he could even attempt to bite AT the man, something was running down his back. No...no, no, no. No, he hoped what he just felt run down his back wasn't what he thought it was. His head creaked slowly around until it stopped just over the other mans cold hands on his shoulders. There was.."Oh hell no!" And for a split second he sobered up. Jin yelled as loudly as he could before he placed both legs forward. His ass was in the air, and his head was pushing even further toward the other mans before he yelled as loudly as he could, yanking himself free from the grasp of the other man, ice shattering everywhere. He let out a loud, victorious roar before he knelt over and held his stomach. He had stood up too fast, and you could see it through his expressions. He wanted to hurl, but there was something else he wanted to do first. He wanted to not only see what puked on him, but he also wanted to teach them a damn lesson.
Shooting up from his position, Jin's head snapped around from side to side until he found IT. His eyes narrowed in, as if they were trying to drill a whole right into their soul. He rose his hand, watching as it wavered against the non-existent breeze. Taking his attention back to the man, he bellow from the very depths of his stomach. "You damn..whatever you are! I'm gonna...I think...I think I just might... The stammering stopped, Jin lowering his hand as a sad expression crossed his features. "I'm gonna have to kill you all now." Yes, that included Tyler, but he'd be last. Raising his hand, Jin targeted at the green haired male and took a swing toward his jaw line. He despised killing people, this was going to make him sad.HAN: 18 REI:15 HAK: 13 SEI: 13 BUK: 18 HOH: 18 |
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Oct 13, 2013 23:03:44 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣Head butting the albino hurt a lot more than Gray had thought it would. He let his head fall back afterwards, cursing loudly. Then he heard something about ears getting bitten off. "Huh? Fuck you!" Gray yelled back, bringing his right hand back to punch the albino. That was when he heard a retching sound and looked up to see something green above them. "Hey..." Something wet touched his other hand and he drew it back to see what it was. At the same time, the albino started yelling again, much to Gray's annoyance.
He heard the sound of breaking ice, before he was showered in it, swearing even more as the albino's retreat caused the frozen material to harshly tear away from his bare skin. He also had vomit all over his hand now. "Who the fuck puked on me?!" Gray roared, angry enough that he was able to tear himself away from the ice that had frozen him to the ground earlier. He was starting to get really pissed off. First, some asshole tornadoes the bar, then said asshole tries to rape him, and now some green fucker had thrown up on him?! And it would only get worse.
After Gray sat up, the world began to spin even more than it already had been. He didn't feel so good now. But the albino rapist was in front of him, standing over the Fullbringer. Thinking that he was about to be attacked again, Gray sought to strike preemptively. Even though he felt like he was about to die, he wasn't going to be caught off-guard again. He crawled forward a few feet, reaching out to grab the albino's feet right after he stood up. Gray was going to drag him back to the ground and beat the shit out of him. "You... ugh," Before he could spout another string of profanities, Gray's body suddenly and unexpectedly gave an involuntary shudder and he threw up all over the albino's feet.
All thoughts of beating people up forgotten, he let go of the other man's feet and fell to the side with a groan. He felt like absolute shit, even though he had already puked. That's it. I must be dying. They poisoned me. From the very start, this was all a plot to take me out. It was really sad. What did he ever do to them? In fact, who was 'them'? Did it really matter at this point? "It hurts... it hurts..." he mumbled, kicking his shoes off. Even if he was dying, Gray's habit was ever-present. Soon enough, he was wearing nothing but his boxers, and those were not likely to last much monger.
He was still lying on his side. Realizing that he still had vomit on his hands, Gray dragged said hand across the pavement in front of him, leaving a disgusting streak. This was how he was going to die, naked and covered in puke. He didn't want that. But he didn't have a choice. Already, he felt really hot. His face was red. Did that have something to do with the alcohol that finally seemed to be taking full effect? No, he was dying! And now he suddenly felt so emotional. There were still so many things he had to do. And if Gray died, a lot of people would be sad. He didn't want to make people sad. He hadn't even lived up to Aoi's expectations yet.
When he heard the albino saying he was going to kill everyone, tears came to Gray's eyes. The white-haired guy had already succeeded in killing him... did he really have to drag others into it? Soon enough, tears slid down his cheeks. This just wasn't right! Everywhere he went, this happened. Gray knew he had bad luck, but now it was rubbing off on others. "Why..." he sat up, holding his stomach. The poison was definitely spreading, but he could do something to stop this. He was alive right now.
"Why's everything gotta be 'bout fightin'?!" he wailed, still tearful. He looked absolutely pathetic. His normally calm, cool, if not a little wary demeanour was shattered, replaced with this sobbing, vomit-covered mess. It was a good thing that Gray most likely would not remember this night.
Shakily, the Fullbringer got to his feet. After wiping the tears off his face, he looked up through his bangs at the albino. In his mind, he had a pretty badass expression, but he came across looking more dazed than anything. The fact that he had just been crying and still was a little didn't help any. But none of that mattered! He was going to stop this murderer, even if it cost him his life. "You're not killin' anyone. You may have gotten me, but that's all you're gettin'. Fight me instead!" Gray demanded, obviously not realizing how poorly worded everything was coming out. He took a step toward the white-haired man, and then jumped a good foot in the air. "FUCKING ASSMONGREL!" he roared, clutching at his foot and hopping around for about a second before he fell back to the ground, away from the glass patch he had just stepped in.
And now Gray had forgotten about his impending death. Some stupid fuck had smashed a bottle and he wasn't too happy about it. "What kind of... stupid fuck.... just... just smashes shit right there? Huh?!" he shouted. Luckily, he was drunk enough that the pain didn't last as long as it should have. At current, he was trying to get up so he could kick the shit out of the albino and whoever had thrown the bottle.◣ | ◣TAGGED: Tyler, Jin, Natas
◣WORDS: 935
◣NOTES: xxx
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Nov 23, 2013 15:42:56 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #1A1A1A; border-radius: 35px;]YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE TO BE YOURSELF SO DON'T WASTE IT BEING WHAT OTHERS WANT YOU TO BE When the drunk Fullbringer started screaming about the smashed bottle Tyler stepped forward and brought the hilt of yamato down hard in the direction of his head, if it connected it would likely knock him out, not because it was a very strong attack, but because the handle of the sword was heavy and he was near black-out-drunk anyway, so it would likely be enough to either sober him up, or send him into unconsciousness. You all need to calm down. Jin, they sent me to come get you because their afraid of what will happen if you get too drunk here in the world of the living, and you, drunk ice guy, your not dying, your just really, really, really fucking drunk. he said to the two men that were much stronger than him... |
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