With the Captains suffering casualties and heavy injuries on their side, all hope seemed to be lost... until Shinji Hirako appeared, along with the rest of the former Shinigami. Though the aid of the Vizards certainly helped to draw the battle in their favor, it seemed Aizen's power alone proved too much for them.
Post by Mikhail Rost on Feb 20, 2012 1:55:23 GMT -5
Kimiko was pretty tired after a long day of practicing on the training machines in second divisions barracks. Even after practicing for a few months now she was just at 28th place. It was definately a step up considering the gaps in score were getting further and further apart. Who'd have thought a converted DDR machine could be so much of a workout!
She'd gotten ready for bed and laid down to sleep. Her black and red Kimono hung up close by, and her zanpakuto on the nightstand beside her. As she lay dreaming, the window blew open with a gentle wind making barely a sound. The wakizashi on the nightstand shimmered in the moonlight, it's russet feathers blown about on the gold tassel they dangled from. Suddenly it glowed very brightly and when it dimmed, in its place, was a small russet bird with a tiny brass anklet. It hopped onto the window sill and trilled a delighted note before fluttering away, shimmering ribbons of energy unfurling from her wings.
The bird landed on a rooftop not far away and sang some more. Noisey little thing, but what an interesting place this was, it wasn't at all like her forest! She could see alot from here but it would help to be taller... Her form glowed once more and grew, emerging as a woman in a beige kimono, with long russet colored hair. Part of her hair fell over her shoulder, but the rest was done up in an elegant braid that came together and fanned out in the back like a bird's tail. resting atop her head was a silver tiara with a brass ring in the center. Feathers lined the edges of her kimono had a picutre sewn into the fabric near the bottom of a swirl of wind passing through trees. She held a dark bamboo fan, folded up, clasped in both hands in front of her and smiled a soft, pretty smile.
With a graceful leap she almost seemed to float to the Seireitei street below. She hummed a little tune as she moved along the street, the kind of song that gets stuck in your head if you listen for too long. Surely she'd find something fun to do.
Last Edit: Feb 20, 2012 1:56:21 GMT -5 by Mikhail Rost
Mikhail Rost - Human - ML:S Sobek Kurokawa -Arrancar - HL:W Kimiko Kaneko - Shinigami - ML:A Ikkaku Madarame - Shinigami - HL:S Don Kan'onji - Human - LL:A
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Sam
Veteran Spirit ... thingy[M:9999999995336822][M:0]
As if the moon had spiritual properties that night, Tsuyuko found herself placing her mat down for the night and prepared for her own rest. Strange, she felt as if the moon was edging her into a deep slumber as she let her hair fall past her shoulders and she brushed it. A few moment later, the tired girl laid under her blanket and drifted into a deep sleep.
As the cloud passed the moon, its beams of light touched Tsuyuko's Kodachi and the weapon glowed with a light blue shade and mist escaped the scabbard. A whit gown swayed in the windless room as a mysterious beauty stood before Tsuyuko's sleeping form. Bending over, the woman brushed away a strand of hair from Tsuyuko's face before she vanished in the night.
Waru Himitsu moved effortlessly from roof top to roof top as her black hair blow back from the movements. Her moon white skin shined from being hit by the full above revealing the blue markings on her exposed shoulders. She was following a beautifully hummed song that caused her to search for the source.
After a minute of following, she found the hummer of the song that seemed to stick in her head. The way the mist came from under her white kimono, it made look like she was walking on air herself as she floated down to meet the tiara wearing woman. "So you're the one that was humming that song." She commented toward her fellow zanpakuto spirit as she smiled sweetly.
Post by Mikhail Rost on Feb 26, 2012 4:18:42 GMT -5
The tiara wearing woman, Uguisu, moved down the streets humming her tune. She hardly seemed aware of any that it might bother, after all it wasn't an unpleasant tune, but it might eventually wake someone. She stopped and gazed up curiously when another woman appeared on a rooftop not far away. Wrapped in mist Waru Himitsu was quite beautiful as well and glided down to the street with about as much grace as Uguisu herself.
"So you're the one that was humming that song."
The lovely woman spread her dark bamboo warfan in front of her face, the brass ring on the bottom shimmering in the moonlight. She nodded with perhaps a hint of shyness, when she spoke it was with a mysterious, lilting voice and came forth as a sort of rhyming verse.
"How kind of you to notice me, by this song that I hum. But now I wonder, who I see and from where did you come?
This night is special, so it seems I can't be sure if this is real. It's like things glamored from my dreams, are suddenly, things I can feel."
Uguisu glanced around curiously at the surrounding buildings and structures of the Seireitei, then back to Waru Himitsu. It was nothing like that of Uguisu's inner world, but that didn't mean she didn't like it, just that it was...different.
Last Edit: Feb 26, 2012 5:26:22 GMT -5 by Mikhail Rost
Mikhail Rost - Human - ML:S Sobek Kurokawa -Arrancar - HL:W Kimiko Kaneko - Shinigami - ML:A Ikkaku Madarame - Shinigami - HL:S Don Kan'onji - Human - LL:A
Post by Shinigami Kyra on Mar 2, 2012 12:30:40 GMT -5
[ Zanpakuto| MaL - W ]
Uncertain she was to the world around her, though oblivious still to the reality of her situation. There was a sense of freedom like no other, lifting her spirits high into the night air, which formed a cool breeze against the bearer parts of her attire, though despite the woman's element, she could do little to fight against the sensation of satisfaction mixed with raw curiosity of the world unknown. Through the eyes of her mistress she had seen this world, the world of Shinigami, the world of Soul Society.
Never before had she ever thought she herself would step foot upon the dirt-path streets, or along the rooftops of Seireitei, or even gaze upon the starlit sky of the world her mistress resided. There were so many wonders about; how did she get here, why was she here, where the hell was Kyra? Asleep, of course. Nestled in her quarters, the woman was unable to be awakened from her slumber; the empty bottles of sake crowding her floor, and the one she clung to soaking up the futon her body half laid upon. There was no waking the woman when she desired her drink; Kagutsuchi knew that all too well. As such, she found exploring this new world for herself to be far more interesting.
Dark maroon strands danced wildly about as she leaped from one rooftop to the next, the night life of the Seireitei all but silent, save for a soft hum that only caught the woman's ears when she stopped to stargaze. Dark cobalt hues shifted from the countless stars above to the east. Murmured words could be heard, though were unrecognizable from her distance. With curiosity levels higher than that of a cat, the woman crouched just like one and leaped to her right, rooftop to rooftop, until her footing suddenly slipped. The normally nimble woman allowed a rather comical expression to fall upon her features, and even a nervous sweat as she attempted to hastily regain her balance; it was too late.
"Eck," Kagutsuchi lost her balance and fell face first on the tiling roof with a bit of a thud, but her luck only continued to get worse. Gravity worked against her as her body began to slide down the roof, despite her best efforts. The inevitable came, and the Zanpakuto spirit fell from the roof, and ironically found herself in the presence of those not of Shinigami, but spirits like herself. Of course, falling face first into the dirt-filled street did little to act as a proper greeting. Still, the woman attempted to collect her bearings and pushed herself to a stand, dusting off the dirt patches from her attire. "Sorry 'bout that... hope I didn't interrupt anythin'"
Post by byagane319 on Mar 10, 2012 22:19:25 GMT -5
Bianca slept soundly in her room, lots of jars and bottles strewn about. Black hair was stuck at odd angles due to a bad mix. Remnants of her experimenting lay upon a table covered in burns. A cigarette hung from her lip, having gone out after she had fallen asleep; thankfully. She snored a bit and had a snot bubble growing and shrinking as she breathed. But there was no other in her room. Her bedroom window had directly faced the moon that night so....well.... it was about to get fun for the other Zanpakutos.
Hiroaki, a very old and very perverted Zanpakuto, sat on a barrel with binoculars pressed to his eyes. The old zanpakuto was not surprised to be in this world, it wasn't his first time. But this site was definately new and had his full attention. He was focusing on the beautiful bodies of the wandering Zanpakuto girls that had also been released. He looked them from head to toe, usually stopping on their breasts. If any part was exposed he stopped and basically drooled like the hentai he was.
"Boobies...hehehehehehe!!"
But Hiroaki has never been known for stealth. The old geezer was sitting on a barrel about fifteen feet away from the females. He was dressed in his usual red and gold emperial kimono with wooden sandels. His mouth hung open as he drooled from excitement. Of course he acted as if no one could possibly see him.
Sam
Veteran Spirit ... thingy[M:9999999995336822][M:0]
The girl sing song her response as if she were a minstrel of times long ago. It was nice and different at the same time which meant for interesting conversation. She even hid part of her face with a war fan to act koi giving her an air of mystery.
Bowing politely, Waru Himitsu introduced herself with a gentle voice. "Waru Himitsu is my name dear girl and I come from a world of water with a single isle of land." She wanted to continue her conversation with her new acquaintance but as she raised her head, the thud of another spirit caused her to look toward the red girl.
Things were defiantly special about tonight, though she can not explain it. Another spirit has made her way out of her world and is exploring the one that all Shinigami reside in. She watch and place her hand in front of her face to cover the slight giggle at the girls entrance. "Oh dear, nothing interrupted but I hope you are ok." She started toward the girl of red but stopped short when a weird sense came over her.
A feeling that a vulgar person was leering at them came over her, to which she promptly looked around for the cause.
Post by Mikhail Rost on Mar 21, 2012 3:37:45 GMT -5
It was so exciting to meet new people, or spirits as the case may be. The russet haired woman smiled softly behind the fan she held as the dark haired woman she spoke with bowed politely and introduced herself.
"Waru Himitsu is my name dear girl and I come from a world of water with a single isle of land."[/i]
Uguisu couldn't help but feel that the world Waru Himitsu came from sounded small, a single isle of land in the middle of a world of water, then again she wondered if there was anything in the water. She tilted her head questioningly.
"A world of water? Sounds sort of bleak, Unless there's more, at which to peek..."
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She may have continued but suddenly there was a loud noise, as a body slid down the roof nearby and fell face first into the dirt street. Uguisu's face filled with concern and she blinked with surprise.
"Sorry 'bout that... hope I didn't interrupt anythin.'" Said the new girl as she stoof and dusted herself off.
Waru Himitsu stifled a giggle, then asked if the new crimson skinned girl was alright. "Oh dear, nothing interrupted but I hope you are ok."
Uguisu spoke again with that melodic voice but it had a hint of worry.
"It seems that you will be alright, but that was quite a fall. Don't worry for our pause in speech, it's no trouble at all."
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About the same time, Uguisu heard the gleeful, lecherous giggling. She glanced over to see some little old man in a red and gold Kimono fit for nobility. He was little more then a stones throw away, if that, sitting on a barrel and eyeing the girls through a pair of binoculars. He openly drooled and made it quite clear what he was gazing at.
"Boobies...hehehehehehe!!" the geezer cackled, and Uguisu's face took on a shocked and then disgusted look. Was it possible that he had no idea they could see him peeping? ~How rude!~
Uguisu crossed her arms and put her fan up in front of her face, she considered just ignoring him. Suddenly she snapped the fan closed and walked over, becomming larger within the circular frame of the binoculars, then popping him on his head with the closed fan.
Last Edit: Mar 21, 2012 3:38:40 GMT -5 by Mikhail Rost
Mikhail Rost - Human - ML:S Sobek Kurokawa -Arrancar - HL:W Kimiko Kaneko - Shinigami - ML:A Ikkaku Madarame - Shinigami - HL:S Don Kan'onji - Human - LL:A
A nice it was indeed. As such Seiji decided to sleep out in a tree, his favorite thing to do, especially on nice nights like these! The moon glimmered and shined through the leaves of the tree, causing his zanpaktō to glow with a yellow, lightning like light. After a few seconds, a yellow monkey with lightning like hair and red eyes came flying out and landed on Seiji's sleeping body. The monkey poked Seiji's face then looked around.
"I'm out? I'm free?" The monkey continued to look around then began to explore the world of Soul Society. He looked at the buildings and the scenery throughout this place, it was very different from his home, a place of only clouds, and seeing as he had only seen this world through Seiji's eyes, he wanted to explore even more, until he felt a somewhat familiar presence near by. The presence was one he had clashed with before, so the monkey decided to go look for this presence.
A few minutes later, after jumping from building to building, the monkey heard an old man...
"Boobies...hehehehehehe!!"
The monkey looked down and saw an old man with binoculars, spying on a group of women a few feet away. Why was he spying on these women? The monkey quickly realized why he was spying on them, after putting two and two together. The monkey jumped down and kicked the old man in the head, knocking him off the barrel and knocking the binoculars down as well.
"You really shouldn't spy on girls like that ya old geezer! That's rude you know." The monkey turned and smacked the old man in the face with his tail.
The monkey finally found the one he was looking for, she was one of the women standing a few feet away. The monkey jumped and leaped until he reached the women. He landed in the middle of them and looked at each of them. The first he saw was a maroon girl standing there. This one was not familiar, so the monkey looked at the next one. A moon white skin color, this one didn't even seem close to the one he was looking for, although she was a little familiar, like he had been around her once, but the monkey didn't really know. He turned to the third one, with long russet colored hair.
The monkey began inspecting this one, pulling her down to his level, looking at her face. This was the one.
"You! I know you! Why do I remember you so well, even though we have never met here? Who are you?" The yellow monkey inquired, while completely ignoring all the others, not intentionally of course, but he was on a mission.
