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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 21, 2013 0:35:51 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Yori was in town for a visit. Granted, he was visiting people he didn't know, but it was still a visit. During his travels he had always found this farm to be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He tried making his own lush farm, but wasn't as successful as this small town farmer was. It was time to take matters into his own hands. Yori stood there in front of the lush farm with a hint of envy showing in his face. He made sure he was in his gigai just to make sure the farmer man saw everything that was going to happen to him. Yori swung his pickaxe over his shoulder, making sure everyone around could see the blood stained glory he would use to mine their faces with. Sadly, they all must have been inside. Yori walked past the gated areas that held animals, glad that he already made it past the acres of crops. He was so close to his destination that he could hardly keep his excitement in.
He was almost at the door, within inches of it, when the old farmer decided to open it up. He smiled at the man when he asked if he needed any help. He didn't reply to him, only smiled. Now that he had shown himself, he needed no more help. Yori kicked the old man down and laughed. He fell way too easily. Yori held his pickax over his head and began to laugh maniacally. "Well, you certainly won't be a challenge" He swung down as hard as he could, hitting the man directly in the center of his forehead. Blood splattered everywhere after the impact was made, but Yori didn't care about being stained. The only problem was the blood that hit his eyepatch, making it uncomfortable for him to wear. He didn't dare take it off, knowing how much he had hated it. He only sighed as his arms lazily fell to his sides, with the pickaxe still in his right hand. There was nothing holding him back from having a beautiful farm anymore.
However, it seemed he wasn't alone. A woman's scream came from the doorway. It seemed the farmer had a wife, but she wasn't going to be there for long. The woman slammed the door and locked it, thinking that would be all it took to keep Yori out. He found the gesture to be offensive. How weak did she expect him to be? He kicked the door down, trapping the woman under it. It was an idiotic move on her part. She should have ran. Luckily for Yori, she didn't. He stood on top of the door and stared her in the eyes. She began to beg for her life, but it was only annoying him. Yori started stomping on her face, making her scream louder at first, but after awhile the screaming died out, leaving only a mushed area where her head used to be.
Yori looked around, making sure there were no more witnesses. No screaming was heard, and no footsteps were either. It was almost the perfect scenario, except there was too much blood for him. It was making the scenery less beautiful. He didn't want to clean it up, either. It seemed like he was at a loss. He went through all that trouble just to not even like the end result. Perhaps if he hadn't been so messy while getting rid of the humans that stood in his way, but what happened could not be changed. Yori turned to face the door, hoping for someone to start cleaning the mess up. However there was no one cleaning, so Yori decided it was a lost cause. He swung the pickaxe back over his shoulder and began walking towards the crops, sad that he lost such a great opportunity. Perhaps he could find someone else to clean it up so he would at least feel like being in that area again. He didn't want his time there to be a total waste. | [atrb=Valign,top]Stats: HAN: 18 (+2)
REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: 677 |
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 22, 2013 20:55:43 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 Spain. MOTHER FUCKING SPAIN! That was where The Gotei had sent Tyler had sent him for his latest suicide mission. This time he was to either capture, kill, or incapacitate a Visored that had been murdering humans. So that was why he was at this farm, yamato already drawn as he looked at the dead body of the farmer. Whoever had done this must be really sick. He thought as he walked into the house and saw a woman with just a mass of blood, bone and flesh where her face should be. This made him physically sick so he sprinted over to the open window and threw up, his lunch and breakfast both leaving him as noticed someone was moving in the crops. He turned around to go look and see if it was someone, but he then noticed the plus of the farmers wife cowering in the corner! Umm...Hello miss. He said as he sheathed yamato before untying the entire sword from his side and tapping her forehead with the glowing end of yamatos handle, sending her off to the soul society. He did the same with the farmer, but this time he was able to do so with the blade drawn. So with the two of them taken care of he walked out to the crops, determination in his crimson eyes as he approached the target of this suicide mission. |
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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 22, 2013 23:46:33 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Yori stopped walking through the crops. He could sense someone near. This was someone just like he was if he were sensing them correctly, but they weren't as strong as him. That was a pity. By the location he could feel the other one at, he could tell they found the bodies. He got caught, that was for sure, but not by someone who could punish him as hard as he wanted. This person actually was quite a bit weaker, so they might avoid direct interaction, even if Yori didn't want that. Luckily, that wasn't what happened. He could sense the other visored walking up to him. Yori tried wiping the blood off his face to look somewhat presentable, but only ended up smearing it around. If that didn't enhance his creepy look, then the wide smile on his face definitely did.
He spun around, just in time for the weaker visored to be close to him. He winked at the other man, wanting to make an amazing first impression. "Oh no. Looks like you caught me doing naughty things." Yori dropped his pickaxe and held his hands above his head. "Are you going to arrest me, cop?" He dropped his arms to his sides and giggled, imagining how an actual cop would react to him. However, he didn't want to imagine for too long. His punishment was waiting. Yori exited his gigai, having it fall to the floor beneath him. Now that that was done, he could feel all the pain the other had to offer, hoping it would start soon.
"My, my... I did a bad thing, don't you think?" Yori giggled at the end of his sentence, unable to keep a serious tone. He licked his lips and took another slow step towards the man, "So are you here to clean up the mess on my farm, or punish me for my bad deed? I will accept either one with open arms." He paused and looked the man up and down" deeming him attractive enough for his next statement. "Or open legs if you preferred it that way." Yori giggled again, then closed his eyes. He tilted his head slightly up and opened his arms up in a mock-hug position, prepared to take anything that came to him. | [atrb=Valign,top]Stats: HAN: 18 (+2)
REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: 381 |
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 23, 2013 16:44:07 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 Great. Just FUCKING FANTASTIC!! Not only was this guy strong as hell, but he was gay, AND a masochist! Why did he always get stuck with these kind of people? Um, because your the only one that wouldn't dare refuse a mission? That's why you fuckin' retard! |
[/i]. Nero commented as Tyler took a step back from the guy, putting both hands in Yamato before adjusting his angle to be able to slash quickly at his chest. As much as I don't want be here I have to either kill you, arrest you, or incapacitate you. So If you want to stay out of the hands of the Gotei, I suggest you either defend yourself or just run. But like I said, I don't want to be here, so it'd be preferable if you just ran, but the choice is yours. He said as he brought his sword down across the mans chest, he then adjusted his sword and brought down another slash diagonally across the first one, creating an Inverted X on his chest if he didn't dodge. Which was likely since he was just sitting there waiting for the visored to attack. But afterwards he wouldn't hesitate, if he blocked or not Tyler would already be loosening his grip, holding the sword downwards as he took a deep breath. Descend,Yamato. As he said those two words Shadows would burst through the dark opening between his hand and the handle, inverting colors as It moved, changing black to white and white to black. Then when it reached the Tsuba it changed it as well, transforming the previously simple Tsuba to the Symbol for darkness. And it's final change was the blades color swap, silver becoming jet black. He was now as ready as he could ever be to fight this man. [/div] [/center][/td][/tr] [/table][/center] |
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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 23, 2013 18:43:45 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Yori laughed out loud as the kid tried to be menacing. Who did he think he was? Trying to be a big tough man, when in reality they both knew who was at advantage in this situation. He kept his arms open and his head tilted up, even as the weaker visored cut an x into his chest. To Yori, it felt amazing. He showed that with his bolt of insane laughter. Yori then placed his hands over the wounds and looked at his chest. The bandages on it were broken, so he just pulled it off, exposing an array of scars and half healed wounds on his chest as well as the bleeding X.
"You want me to defend myself because you assume I fear the gotei, correct?" Yori wiped some of the blood onto the forefinger of his right hand then licked it, "You still have so much to learn." Yori withdrew his silver katana after the hit and held it with both his hands, still not in a mood to fight back or even defend against the visored. However, he saw the man release his shikai, so Yori thought he should do the same. "Probeer deze, Vertrouwen en wederzijds aanzien" Yori's katana split off into two small daggers and began flashing neon colors.
He released his shikai with nearly no intention to use it. If the other visored wanted this to continue on, it would be Yori's pleasure. 'Winning' against Yori wasn't even winning. Because either way Yori was the one who won. "How will you hurt me this time?" He giggled at the man, not even putting himself in a defensive stance. He wanted it, and he wanted it badly. It was just a shame he couldn't have someone to affect him more. | [atrb=Valign,top]Stats: HAN: 18 (+2)
REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: -- |
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 23, 2013 20:30:50 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 man asked him if he wanted him to defend himself because he thought the man feared the Gotei Tyler shook his head. No, I don't. I was in your place about two or three months ago. Its easy to not fear the gotei when your strong enough to fight against them, or Smart enough to hide from them in the absence of strength. And from the strength of the reiatsu your giving off, Id wager a guess that you could fight the Gotei if you wanted. He said, remembering how long he had managed to hide from the Gotei Himself.
But when the man released his own shikai it was all Tyler could do not to laugh, his shikai apparently had something to do with rainbows! But it was clear he still wasn't going to fight, which was fine with the Weaker Visored. So Stabbing at the air in front of him he watched as the blade sank into a shadowy rift, he then proceeded to slash in his direction, then he would do the same with a diagonal angle causing the shadows to form an X, just as the Other Visored took of the bandages to show a high amount of self inflicted wounds. This didn't surprise the other Visored, but that didn't matter, he had to somehow win against this guy....God you always get the crazy fuckers don't ya? Nero asked through his evil laughter. OH MY FUCKING GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP NERO! The Visored Screamed at the hollow mentally as he dashed forward and slashed at the other Visoreds stomach before Touching his shoulder with a single finger. Byakurai. He said, causing lightning to come out of his fingertip, but knowing this man he wouldn't even attempt to dodge it.... |
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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 24, 2013 13:46:33 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace What in the world was this guy thinking? Did he honestly think Yori was hiding from anyone? He had already been in the gotei. It wasn't his cup of tea. It was pretty obvious they didn't want him back seeing as they weren't looking that hard for him. He was pretty out in the open. Not even hiding, but did this kid news to know that? Likely not. It would be funner if he didn't have any of the details. However, before he could respond, the weaker visored let out another attack. Yori was losing his buzz while listening to the kid speak, so he decided to avoid all the attacks that came at him this time. He avoided the slash in his direction as well as the one after that simply by moving about a foot to the right. Then a lighting bolt came out if the other visored's finger tops, which looked fun to experience. Yori couldn't remember the last time he had been shocked.
Yori allowed the lightning to hit him on the arm, falling to his knees at how much he loved the feeling. However, it seemed this young one was out for more blood. It didn't seem like he'd let down until Yori was out of commission. On one hand, he'd love that. On the other, he wanted to at least pose as some sort of threat for the kid. Perhaps get his blood pumping enough to try harder. Perhaps not feel as if he was just punching a dead body, although that wasn't very far from the truth. However, Yori wanted to address one things before going on with the younger visored. "Why would I run away from the gotei? Why would I fight them? Can I not live here in peace on my farm?" To exclaim his sentence, he outstretched his arms in the direction of the farm which he decided that yes, he was keeping it. "You speak as if I should be scared of you people, but you are just another group." Yori decided that was enough speaking for him. It was time for the real situation to play out.
Yori decided to cloak his left hand in a rainbow, and lifted it up si the visored could see it. Then he tossed the glowing dagger in the air as he threw a punch at the taller visored's stomach. Then Yori did a fancy twirl as he caught his dagger, leaving himself in the same position as he started, however he gained fab points for how beautifully he executed his movements. Yori thought that was enough for him to be considered more if a threat, so he decided he would stand down for a little while, unless something was threatening his life. | [atrb=Valign,top]Stats: HAN: 18 (+2)
REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: -- |
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 26, 2013 11:55:14 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 other visored asked Tyler why he would need to run from the gotei or fight them Tyler shook his head. Did you ever consider WHY they haven't been bothering you? The gotei is weak right now, whether they want to admit it or not, a lot of squads don't have a captian, hell as far as I know we don't even have a Captian-Commander! The only reason they haven't gone after anyone that had deserted was because they didn't have the time or a reason to actively search. But now they do, and since Im the only one who wants to leave whenever I get a chance, they keep sending me on these damn suicide missions. So no, you don't NEED to do either of those, I just wish you would. He said, interrupting the other Visored 's speech. But as soon as he finished a fist collided with his stomach, and he smelled burning flesh! This sent him skidding back for a decent length, about three feet, and when he managed to stop skidding, there was a large hole in his Hakama, and The other Visored was twirling after having caught his dagger! This man was really pissing him off now. But the more he hurt the man the more he enjoyed it. How in the hell was he going to win against him? Then it hit him. Bakudo, binding spells! This plan was bound to fail considering their difference in strength, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and tear out your own throat! Bakudo number 10, Horin! He said as he held his hand out, causing orange tendrils to shoot out of his palm, they would attempt to tie up the other visored, but he didn't know if he would be successful... |
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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 28, 2013 22:01:44 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Yori yawned while the kid was speaking. Listening was becoming a pain in the ass. He wished the action would hurry up and start happening already. That's when the action actually began to happen. Yori heard the other visored enchanting a kido spell which he knew by heart. The action was definitely happening. Yori didn't even feel like running from this one. He knew it would be harmless to him, and would definitely excite him more than a little.
Orange tendrils with yellow spirals began wrapping around Yori's body, and he couldn't say he didn't like it. He knew what happened when he was tied up, but perhaps this kid wasn't going to give it to him. He didn't accept the advance earlier and opted to fight him instead, which he could only admit fueled him more. Yori waited a full second before he was bored with not getting the action his body ached for. Yori flared his reiatsu and dispersed of the Lido that kept him temporarily bound, ready to take on everything.
Yori decided that the next move was going to end it. "Bankai" Yori released his power, making his daggers grow into much longer katanas. The colors still pulsated, but the bigger the swords, the scarier. "What's your next move going to be, and make sure it's sexy or else things will be very bad" Yori warned the other guy, knowing that he was getting turned off with each second he wasn't being hit with the weak strikes. | [atrb=Valign,top]Stats: HAN: 18 (+2)
REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: -- |
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 29, 2013 10:59:49 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 Fuck! He was done for now, the other Visored was at the same level as a captian?! Why in the hell would they send him after a rouge that was as strong as a captain?!?! But that didn't matter right now, he was never going to win this fight and he knew it, now he just had to focus on survival. And despite how paradoxical it sounded, his life depended on attacking this man! So, stabbing yamato into the ground, a shroud of shadow surrounded the man, then as he pulled his sword back out of the ground the shroud formed instantly into six spikes, each of them coming from a different direction, but all aimed at the other visored! Then while he was dealing with that Tyler sent off another dark pulse, stabbing and slashing the air in front of him, sending a arc of shadow at the man! He was about ready to run now, but clearly nero wasn't about to let that happen. The minute the thought of retreat crossed his mind he could feel nero fight to take control! FUCK! Not now! He thought as he dropped yamato and clutched the sides of his head, using all of his willpower to keep his mask from forming, the struggle evident by the mask fragments that kept forming then disintegrating around his head. Dumbass, if you let me take over you can win against this cocky fucker! Nero said, which was a blatant lie, he knew that simply letting nero take over wouldn't make him able to win against him. After a few minutes of struggling to force his control nero gave up, leaving his host Mentally and physically drained. By now Tyler was on his knees, still clutching his head. After a minute of just staying there Tyler Slowly rose, grabbing yamato as he did so. Sorry about that, The guy in my head can be a real asshole at Times. He said to the other visored as he got to his feet. |
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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 29, 2013 13:04:45 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Yori anxiously waited for something sexy to start happening. He would prefer a little strip tease, but was certain he wouldn't get it. What he got instead was a little better. Something started happening below him that he wasn't too sure about, so he jumped up to see what it was. However his jumping act was a pretty delayed reaction. His left leg was scraped by whatever the hell that was that got him. Yori landed just in time to jump to the right to avoid the next strike aimed for him. He didn't know what these things were and what they'd do when they hit him, and he didn't want to find out right now.
He was about to make a comment on how unsexy his attack was, but decided against it when he saw the state of mind he was in. That was the perfect chance to actually end this. Yori made sure to end up near the other visored while he was going through whatever. Of course, once it was over the other man apologized. That was a nice thought, but it didn't matter much to him. Yori decided to invade the other man's personal space to make sure the ending was a for sure thing. "Get it checked out" He made sure to whisper to him to show how close he really was. That's when light's that covered his entire body began flashing quickly and far too brightly to be ignored. This was the way he usually ended his fights, so why not now?
| [atrb=Valign,top]Stats: HAN: 18 (+2)
REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: 258 |
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Post by Tyler Yamasaki on Sept 29, 2013 15:02:55 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 finally got to his feet the other visored was right in front of him, and he was being a smartass, something Tyler HATED in people. But when he tried to move he found he couldn't as he was already transfixed by the rapidly changing colors that engulfed the other Visored. That was when the first wave of spasms passed over him, causing him to hit the ground, HARD. As his body hit the ground Yamato reverted back to its sealed form, the colors suddenly reverting back to normal. It seemed he really was destined to lose this fight. This fight, along with his many others, always were reminders of why he needed to get stronger, but right now he couldn't even move, the second wave of spasms were now passing over him. He had lost this fight, that much he knew. The other visored would likely leave him here while he went to go do other things, the people who fought him always did...sad to think that he couldn't even win against a masochist, even if the masochist was as powerful as Yori. The spasms seemed to get more powerful, then less powerful. Interesting. One thing was for certain though, he never wanted to fight Yori again. No matter what if he ever had to fight Yori again, he would just cut and run, this man was fucking scary with how much damage he could take, along with his Masochistic personality. Fucking creepy as hell. Why did he even agree to track him down if he knew he was going to fail?! |
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Post by Yori Tamotsu on Sept 29, 2013 15:27:47 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 300px;] Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Yori laughed while the man had a seizure, but he didn't feel like staying around for too long. He had a farm to clean up. He decided that he was going to keep it. He didn't want all the animals and crops to go to waste because of a small bloody mess that he had made himself. That would cause all kinds if trouble for the things living there.
Yori watched the other visored for a little while longer before turning away to go to his new house. He had to locate all the cleaning supplies and finally clean up the damned place. "It's been fun, but i have shit to do" He waved goodbye at the man then got back into his gigai. He then set off on his adventure on his farm, hoping that the man would leave once he was done. If not, then things would only get awkward.
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REI: 15
HAK: 14 (+2)
SEI: 18 (+2)
BUK: 12 (+2,+1)
HOH: 13 (+2,+1)Words: it's an exit post. Don't expect much. |
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