Aw man....I hate sad parts....I actually have an idea on how to mix Bukimi's situation and Gaia. (If that is okay with Kevy)

Great post, Whiteflame and you too, Zord. XD.

@Wantadog... You can just do it, because I haven't heard anything from Kevy in ages - I really have no idea if he's even still alive.

@Exorcist. Sounds like a good idea, dude.

[Movement of the Gotei 13! Bukimi‘s death?]
(Story line post)(derp)


Toku: “Well….that worked…sorta.”

Isaac: “Well, I didn’t see you doing anything.”

Makoto: “Can you two stop bickering and hurry up! Bukimi needs help!”

Toku and Isaac jumped and quickly ran over to Bukimi’s location. Isaac stood Back while Toku strode forward and began to examine the wound. Makoto paced back and forth, worried.

Makoto: “WELL! Is she going to be okay?”

Toku’s eyes focused solely on the wound as he poured spiritual pressure into his healing kido. Makoto wasn’t surprised by this, after all, it was Kronos, but Toku was a master, he could do it…right? Makoto began to fear when Toku released a massive reiatsu and took on Manifestation.

Makoto: “T-Toku?”

Toku continued on for a few minutes before suddenly stopping, his expression grim. He looked at Makoto and gave him a sad look. “I’m sorry.”

Isaac: “There’s nothing we can do? Nothing?”

Toku shook his head. “I have tried every variation of healing kido I can think of, but the wound was fatal.”

Makoto had tears in his eyes. “No….it can’t be.”

Toku: “I‘m sorry.” He saw the punch coming, but did not dodge as Makoto’s fist slammed into his nose, breaking it, even though Toku was in Manifestation.

Makoto: “YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE SOME FAMOUS KIDO MASTER! YOU’RE TELLING ME YOU COULDN’T DO IT!?”

Toku: “Sorry, Makoto. I’m not skilled enough. Believe me, if I could of done anything, I would have!”

Makoto: “That supposed to make it alright!?”

Isaac: “He tried his best.”

Bukimi: “W-what’s going on?”

All three of them jumped at her voice. She slowly sat up, wincing as she does.

Toku: “How?”

Bukimi: “What’s going on guys?” she repeated. Makoto ran over to her, stopping a few feet away. “What’s wrong Makoto? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” She laughed. Then she saw that his expression didn’t change and began to worry. “What’s wrong? Did we win?”

Isaac: “We won. Kronos escaped, but we won.”

Makoto: “H-how are you feeling?”

Bukimi made a happy stretch. “I feel fine. Why do you ask?”

Toku: “Bukimi…”

Bukimi looked at him, then down at herself, and gasped. The wound was still there, barely bleeding, but still there. “What’s going on! Toku!”

Makoto: “Toku tried. He couldn’t do it.”

Bukimi didn’t understand. “What do you mean?”

Makoto: “We….we….we couldn’t stop the wound in time.”

Bukimi: “So that means…” Makoto nodded and she gasped. “NO! No way!”

Makoto and Bukimi talked while Isaac and Toku wandered over to give them privacy.

Isaac: “Is there no other way to do it?”

Toku: “I’m sure if Captain Kotetsu were here, she could do it, but that’s out of the question.”

Isaac: “Is she that good?”

Toku: “She learned from the best.”

Isaac: “So why is she awake?”

Toku: “My guess is that I healed her enough to give her some more time, but Kronos’ attack was pretty darn serious.”

Makoto and Bukimi looked at the ground.

Bukimi: “I…I see. At least he tried. It’s not his fault.”

Makoto: “Ya, I know, but it helps to blame someone…”

Bukimi: “So now what?”

Makoto: “I suppose we can only do one thing.”

???: “And that would be?”

Everyone jumped as they felt a tremendous spiritual pressure. They looked to see, where the egg that Isaac had trapped Kronos in was, a beautiful woman. She had, what seemed to be, water as hair. The only clothing she wore were some small tree-like things covering her private areas, and, from this short distance, they could see that her “skin” was really soil. All of this added to the woman’s exquisite beauty. It was as if all the elements of nature had come together to create this being.

???: “Hello.”

Toku: “Hello. A pleasure to meet you, madam, but who are you?”

???: “I am Gaia, you mortals refer to me as ‘Mother Nature’”

Isaac looked at Gaia. Another god, so soon? This was bad, if she was an enemy, we would be in big trouble. Gaia looked at Isaac and smiled, a smile that instantly tore away every one of his doubts, a calm rushing over him. He instantly knew that this was no enemy. “I…I…I…”

Gaia: “Hush child. Do not speak. I am not here to harm anyone nor to fight. I am here because of her.” she motioned over to Bukimi, who gulped.

Bukimi: “Me? Why me?”

Gaia: “You are dying. I overheard this young gentleman saying that there was a chance.” *Motions to Toku*

A large thump could be heard as Makoto slammed his fist into Toku’s jaw.

Gaia: “As I was saying. If there is a chance, I shall take it. I was planning on interfering with your battle with Kronos, but decided against it. You had it under control.” she spoke to everyone, but her eyes remained locked on Toku.

Toku: *rubbing his jaw* “So what do you mean. How can you help her?”

Gaia: “I shall steer her out of dangers path, then take her to this “Soul Society” Kronos’ attack was severe. She will be no help in upcoming fights.”

Bukimi immediately objected. “What? You can’t seriously expect me to leave them? We’re a team!”

Gaia: She smiled and millions of individual dust particles surrounded Bukimi, encasing her completely. After that, a water dragon formed and wrapped itself around the dirt mound. “This should help her sufficiently enough.”

Makoto nodded. “Thank you. I can’t say I agree with leaving her at Soul Society, seeing as they banished us.”

Toku: “Grow up, Makoto.” He ignored the following bluster from Makoto and pulled out a piece of paper from his robe. He wrote a quick note and stuck it to the dirt mound that was Bukimi. “As long as Captain Kotetsu receives that, it should be fine.”

Isaac: “This is moving a bit fast. Can you explain a bit of what is going on?”

Gaia: “There are two groups. The radicals and the unradicals. The radicals want to kill you, the unradicals want to help you. That is all.”

Makoto: “A tad simplistic, but now we know more than we did before. I assume you are an unradical?”

Gaia: “That is correct, now I must go. This is all I can do to help you right now, so don’t get yourself in trouble. You are lucky I was nearby, Toku Mujaki.”

Toku’s eyes widened. “How do you know my name?”

Gaia’s eyes twinkled: “How indeed.” and with that, she was gone, Bukimi gone with her.


(Meanwhile)


Toshiro Hitsugaya gripped his blade tightly as he ran as fast as he could towards the massive spiritual pressure that could be felt even from this far away. Was is a god? Why? This was bad. Toshiro flash stepped faster. When he reached the area, a few minutes later, he saw two things. First was that there was a strange naked woman standing a few feet in front of him, second was that she was carrying a large human shaped mound of earth. Toshiro drew his sword and took a fighting posture. “Who are you? State your name.”

The woman smiled. “No need to fear me, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Captain-Commander of the Soul Society.”

Toshiro did not loosen his grip, even faced with the woman’s magical smile. “I asked you who you are? And how do you know my name?”

Gaia: “My name is Gaia, or Mother Earth.” I am only here for one thing.” With that, the water dragon and dust particles faded, revealing a unconscious Bukimi. Toshiro gasped, but listened as Gaia explained. “She is injured badly. This was given to me.” *Hands Toshiro the note.*

Toshiro read the note carefully. By now, the other captains were arriving. First Rangiku and Komamura, then Isane and Shunsui. Toshiro handed the note wordlessly to Isane, who read it thoroughly.

Captain Kotetsu: “We can trust her. This is from Toku.”

Toshiro: “How sure are you?”

Captain Kotetsu: “Very. Toku left a very clear identifying feature.”

Gaia: “Either way, I only came to deliver her to you, as a favor to the Pseudo-Shinigami. Whether she lives or dies is entirely up to you.”

Toshiro: *Nods* “Go.”

Isane ran forward and began to examine Bukimi. This is tough…she may not make it.”

Toshiro turned his attention to the goddess. “Why help them?”

Gaia: “Let’s just say that my patience for the other gods has worn far too thin.” She nodded at the captains and disappeared. Isane immediately began to spout orders to her squad members as they arrived. Toshiro looked at Rangiku and she nodded.

Toshiro: “All of you, gather the other captains and meet me in the captains hall.”

(Several hours later)
(Play Music!)

Toshiro stormed into the captains hall to see all 12 of his fellow captains had gathered and were waiting for him.

Toshiro: “Hideaki! Is everything ready?”

Hideaki: “Yes, of course, who do you take me for? It was but a simple task to connect the garganta-like devices to the Pseudo-Shinigami. We have five placed. One for Sato, one for former Captain Chevalier, one for Yuangao, one for Kiyoshi, and one for Nikushimi, which is pretty much useless now that she is here.”

Toshiro: “I see.” he looked around. “Alright, everyone get prepared. Captains Hideaki, Takuma, Hinamori, and Kogase, You will be the captains that will be going. Be prepared to go at a moments notice.” Toshiro pointed at each captain as their name was called.

Rangiku: “Captain, why not me?”

Toshiro: “You will be staying, I will need you to take care of things here.”

Rangiku: *Pouts* “Aww….come on Hitsugaya Taicho, please?”

Toshiro: *Vein popping* “MATSUMOTO!”

(meanwhile)


Kowareta: “Ow…so what now?”

Mishiranu: “Now? We go directly to the source. Our original plan to lure them out probably will not work twice, so our only bet can be to head to their hideout and wait for one of them to head us off.”

Bluebell: “Try thinking with your head for once, big boy. That is really our only option.”

Kowareta glared at Bluebell: “Why you little…”

Bluebell: “What? You got something to say? The one who got knocked out?”

Kowareta: “That was because I was-”

Bluebell: “Ya ya…not my problem. Let’s just go.”

Mishiranu: “Either way, we need to get moving. Might as well go now before we get ambushed…”

Lushi: “And what’s to stop them from ambushing us while we go?”

Mishiranu shrugged: “Nothing really, but I’m sure that we’ll be fine, after all, We have gods too.”

Kowareta: “Ya…fine let’s just go.”

They walked for several hours without anything happening. The terrain changed several times, first from an area with buildings, then to a forest, then to a plain, then back to buildings.

Lushi: “Sheesh…they don’t know how to stick with a choice, do they?”

Bluebell: “I wouldn’t know. For all we know each area could belong to a different god or something else like that.”

Lushi: “What would that solve?”

Mishiranu: “If I know anything after all my time with Shiva, it’s that they can be extremely childish. They fight constantly to prove that they are the top dogs, the strongest god.”

Lushi: “That seems pointless…”

Bluebell: “Well think about it. What else do they have to strive for? They already reached god level. So all they have left is defeating other gods and proving that they are the true rulers.”

Lushi: “But why?”

Mishiranu: “They don’t have any particular reason. They just do it. Not to say that’s all gods. Take Shiva, she only fights to protect justice.”

Bluebell: “My god is a gambler.”

Kowareta: “My god is pretty much one of the ones that kill everything in sight…”

Mishiranu: “Not surprising.”


END
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Felt like removing Bukimi from the RP like that would make more sense XD (A.K.A. I didn't wanna kill her off XD) I think maybe She lives, but Makoto dies trying to get revenge on Kronos.

I will post tonight, or tomorrow... I'm thinking of doing a long one too - I haven't really done a decent sized post, since I came back. XD

Ah, the sorrow! D:< I'm going to be gone (out of the state) from tomorrow until friday, so the odds are, I won't be able to post after BP. Don't hold me to that, I have yet to confirm for sure yet--it all depends on whether or not I'll have internet access. As soon as I know for sure, I'll be sure to say whether or not to just skip me. (of course, if I don't tell you within a day or two, just forget about me and skip XD)

@Exorcist. Okay, dude. I'll wait a post from you about whether you can, or not. XD. Have fun being outta state, outta mind. Lol.

Bp: I did! I just said it and broadcasted live on Fanpop, too. I'm getting more and more badass, I'll be King of Pirates, Most Glorious of Forum Leaders and Conquerer of the Roleplaying World.

Exorcist: And I thought I was weird...

Whiteflame: Compared to him, you're about as normal as they come, really.

Wantadog: Like me?

Whiteflame: No. Not like you... You're as odd as Bp is.

Wantadog: *Pouts* I'm not that odd...

Fazoodle: Hey, thought I'd just check and see how you guys were doing...

Whiteflame: Well, you are bearing witness to the adventures of two weirdos: Wantadog and Bp.

Fazoodle: *Rolls eyes* No changes here, I'll be off now.

(Disappears, as Gaia appears)

Gaia: Hey

Whiteflame: Well, well; look what the cat dragged in...

Gaia: Is it my hair?

Whiteflame: No, its just you in general...

Wantadog: Like me?

Whiteflame: Yes! Exactly like you. I couldn't have timed it better myself.

Wantadog: Whiteflame, you bastard.

Gaia: Whiteflame, you bastard.

Bp: Who's a bastard? Not me, I'm the king of the world!

Whiteflame: *Sighs* Okay, I'm a bastard... But, at least I'm a normal one.

[Final Clash! Radicals Vs. Nonradicals]

(Ajisukitakahikone waited for Kronos to finish what he was doing - staring out at the stars... Then, when he was finally ready they looked at each other, a slight understanding passing between them. A-kone strode out of the room, Kronos following him. When they arrived at the other room, where Anubis and Odin sat, around a stone table, awaiting their presence. Both Gods looked up when A-kone and Kronos entered the room.)

A-kone: Please, stay seated for a moment. I still have some details that I will convey to you in a moment.

Kronos: We'll be leaving shortly.

Odin: We are ready to go, whenever. Convey us your ideas, God of Thunder.

(A-kone took the time to explain his plans to the two Gods of Death. He made sure to explain that Ares and Izanami had already gone ahead, to ensure that they had pinned the Unradicals down.)

Odin: I see. A good plan.

Ajisukitakahikone: Yes, I'm sure it is... I spent some time making sure that I had thought of everything for it. Right, it is time for us to make the journey to where Izanami and Ares are located. We shall go now and destroy those pathetic Unradicals!

Kronos: Right! Let's go.

(The four Radical Gods disappeared, using their God-step to make their way to the other side of the God's Realm, where the Unradicals had set up their inadequate base.)

-Meanwhile-

(Izanami sized up her opponent; Pele seemed menacing, yet somehow holding something back. They met in mid-air, Pele's daggers striking almost simultaneously, but not quite quickly enough. Izanami used Darkness Touch, sending out tendrils of darkness, like intrepid fingers, trying to reach their target. Pele dodged and almost cut into Izanami, who somehow managed to avoid the onslaught, and used a technique automatically. Izanami disappeared into darkness, rendering Pele's ability useless and then used Darkness Touch once more.)

Pele: Sneaky little bitch, aren't you...

Izanami: We'll just see... Don't think that you can defeat me, just by what you have seen so far. I have only used one technique and that was my singularily most useless ability. If I were you, I would just completely give up!

Pele: Don't try getting cocky with me – you haven't even seen what I'm capable of, yet.

Izanami: Touche...

Pele: That's it! You need to be wiped out!

Izanami: Good luck trying it, whore!

-At the scene-

(Ajisukitakahikone appeared in the middle of a dense field, one that was rather different from the settings he was used to. Kronos was standing right next to him, seemingly indifferent to the current situation. Finally, Kronos looked at him.)

Kronos: I gather that we are in the right location?

A-kone: Yes, I believe we are.

Kronos: So, what now?

A-kone: Find a target, idiot! We aren't here for speculation!

Kronos: Right you are, A-kone...

A-kone: Just shut up and gather your target, for fuck's sake!

Kronos: Sorry, my bad... I don't normally get challenged by a decent target.

(The two Gods separate, as Shenlong appears out of nowhere...)

Shenlong: You!

A-kone: I could say the same, you family killing piece of shit!

Shenlong: I had hoped for a better reception, but I was evidently wrong.

A-kone: Why would you get a better reception? You killed my fucking brother, you goddamn cocky asshole! I'll destroy you!

(A large cloud of thunder, grey and lightning seem to linger, as their personalities clash and the two leaders glare at one another.)

Kronos: I wonder...

Themis: I don't...

Kronos: And you are?

Themis: Themis, obviously... The God of Order, or Balance... I make sure that everything is balanced out, so that we don't kill all living beings.

Kronos: Yeah, right. In other words, you care not for our struggle...

Themis: What struggle?

Kronos: The one that we constantly harbour... The one that is constantly on our minds. How do humans regenerate after life-killing injuries? How do Shinigami die after the same amount of injuries? How do Gods die?

Themis: I cannot answer your questions, they are blasphemous!

Kronos: Yet, you try to save the lives of pseudo-shinigami...

Themis: They are separate from this entire issue!

Kronos: No, they are not. You Unradicals spout rubbish about saving the pseudo-shinigami, but you really care about saving your own power. I don't need to hear it anymore, I'm over it!!! Even if you care about them as organisms, why sugar-coat it? They are here, because of an undying need to destroy those who challenge the rights of the elder Gods.

Themis: And your intentions are so noble? Don't give me that bullshit! I'm not a puppet you can control!

Kronos: Don't be so naïve! As if it is only about you and the pseudo-shinigami... Life is about ecology, systems that interact with one another. In fact, you know the story all too well. Life is about which organisms inhabit one particular ecological system, but other systems that we inhabit, too. Just face it, Themis, life is about biology, not about Gods changing things for the worst and trying uphold stupid ideas of honour. Your idealogy is flawed, at least from where I'm sitting.

Themis: I'm not interested in your blather, if you won't shut it and move, then I'll have to take you down for good.

Kronos: Don't be so naïve... As if a God like you would be able to destroy me... You forget, Themis, I'm the God of Time, and I create the ultimate balance in life, even more so than you. This is already over for you.

-Meanwhile, on the other side of the Unradicals' base-

Izanami: You are too sly... I'll give you something to be sly about...

Pele: Stop trying to brag! You know fully well that you are outmatched, you just have too much pride to admit that...

Izanami: We'll see...

-A-kone Vs. Shenlong-

A-kone: I'm going to destroy you! I don't care how resolved you are to winning, it will not gain you a victory!

Shenlong: Quit blathering... I'm well on my way to destroying you, scum!

A-kone: Like you destroyed my brother??!!

Shenlong: He was a necessary casuality of war...

A-kone: So, that makes it okay, does it?

Shenlong: Yes. Criminals should be treated with disdain!

A-kone: Your mentality is faulty! You say that people should be governed by their feelings, yet how would criminals be handled in this so-called world of Utopias? Their feelings should be ignored? Or should those people should be forgotten about?

Shenlong: I don't know, but it is better than straight-out murder!

A-kone: You are just another worthless idealist! Your ideals may mean the world to you, but it means little to me! You may as well give up now, while you're ahead.

Shenlong: Get real! Just because you say give up, doesn't mean I will...

A-kone: It just means that you are a coward!!!

Shenlong: And you aren't?

A-kone: Explain! How am I a coward?

Shenlong: You fear righteousness!

A-kone: No, I disagree with it... Errrgggghhhhh!!!!!!!!

Shenlong: You see? Now it is consuming you...

A-kone: I cannot identify with your pathetic idea to destroy my plans... Let's end this here and now!

Shenlong: You can try all you like to thwart me, but you will not get far!

A-kone: Thwart you? As if I would try something so simplistic... You seem to think that I am conquerable enough... Not so! If you want to win, then you best give all you got!

Shenlong: I could say the same to you, actually.

(Shenlong disappeared from sight, leaping through the air at unimaginable speed. A-kone waited, his eyes seeking his opponent; when Shenlong made his attack, A-kone had already disappeared and then parried the attack away with his sword. Shenlong and A-kone now engaged in striking at each other, with brutal fury and speed, gouging out cuts on the other's body.)

-Hueco Mundo-

-It is done! I'll find that bastard and erase him from existence!-

Raijin: Gaishima! Let's go.

Gaishima: Do you know where they are?

Raijin: Yeah. Why, don't you?

Gaishima: It's odd... but I haven't been able to feel them, since that energy disappeared those few days ago... It's like I had some kind of link to it, or something.

(Inner monologue: Gaishima! That was Takemikazuchi whose energy disappeared. He was Ajisukitakahikone's other brother and we were once lovers... That is why you have been unable to sense their powers, because I also no longer have any tie to them... I can only tell that are there and that they are fighting. Anyway, go with Raijin now, it is time to finish it all

Gaishima: Shishira says that your God's brother died.

Raijin: Yeah, I felt His rage when it happened. Let's go! We don't have much longer.

Gaishima: Right.

(Both men jumped into the air and disappeared from normal view, moving through the air at speeds of Gods)

-To Be Continued-

Whiteflame: Why do you put 'to be continued' on the end of your posts? We already know they'll be continued - this is an RP, after all.

Bp: Oh, shut up. You are soooo padantic sometimes.

Whiteflame: Right you are. Its good to be padantic.

Bp: It can get tiresome for others, though.

Whiteflame: You know that you guys love it.

Bp: Yeah, right.

Whiteflame: I'm bored - this conversation is boring.

Bp: Well, you started it.

Whiteflame: *Kills himself, then comes alive again* Well, that's a handy trick.

Bp: *Eyes widened* Hey, this is my post and how did you do that?

Whiteflame: *Taps nose thoughtfully* Because... I'm awesome.

Bp: *Sighs* Whatever.

Wantadog: Guys! GUYS!!! I'm back.

Whiteflame: Good for you. I'm off now, I'm bored.

Bp: Sup, Wantadog, I'm not so bored now that you are here... Mr Boring there doesn't know how to hold a conversation.

(Suddenly Bp wakes up, his head and arms sweating profusely)

Bp: My god... I just dreamt that I died of boredom.

My skits seem to be getting odder and odder - I must be running out of inspiration. Lol.

[Preparing to Advance]

Isaac breathed a sigh out loud as he glanced up at the sky.

“Mother is always so kind-hearted.” He muttered aloud. “And yet her favorite child is now running amok. It must break her ancient, primordial heart.”

Isaac then turned his attention to Toku, who was eyeing him strangely.

“I haven’t been to Soul Society in a while, but will they really take care of Bukimi? They must have become more compassionate since I’ve last been a shinigami.”

“Captain Kotetsu won’t let Bukimi die.” Toku nodded firmly. “But, uhm, Isaac?”

“Yeah?”

“You were just talking like you were Athena a moment ago…but just now, you were speaking like Isaac. Just who are you, exactly?”

Isaac heaved a heavy sigh. “Where to begin? Well, essentially Isaac and I have successfully become one. It took a while, but he was finally able to master is manifestation and we communed.”

“But we’ve all mastered our manifestations and we haven’t ‘become one’ with our gods!”

“Isaac and Athena are a bit different than the relationship you all have with your gods. The two of us are alike in more ways than one. We’re both bound by duty, we share a strong loyalty, and his ingenuity is on par with my own, as well as his tactical skill. What Isaac lacks is Athena experience and vast amount of knowledge. Our memories and thoughts became one once we communed.”

“Even though you’re both different genders?”

Toku smirked sheepishly as Isaac glared at him.

“Anyways,” Isaac went on. “I don’t intend to remain like this any longer than necessary. Typically, a mortal body burns out after a few minutes of being possessed by a god, even if they are compatible. For a soul that has already died, that time becomes much longer. But this has never been done before, so I’ll have to tread carefully. Once the radicals are finished, there will be no need for me to remain two entities as one.”

“In the meantime,” Makoto stood up. His eyes were hard, showing little interest in the conversation. “Take us to find the others gods. Especially Cronos.”

“You intend to fight him?” Isaac raised an eyebrow. “That’s bad strategy. I barely managed to subdue him temporarily with both a goddess’s and Isaac’s power. He’s a titan, after all. Younger dieties—especially a shingami—could hardly win alone.”

“He almost killed Bukimi.” Makoto reminded them. “I can’t let him get away with that.”

“Then we’ll go with you.” Toku said consolingly, seeing the rage in Makoto’s eyes. “I don’t want to see you getting a sickle embedded into your gut as well.”

Isaac regarded the two with a raised eyebrow. “You’ll face Cronos even after what he did Bukimi? Alright then; it’s your decision.”

Isaac glanced back and focused on the two figures behind him. A bearded man with a lopsided grin sat on the floor, drinking out of a saké gourd while an older looking man stood beside him, eyeing the psuedo-shinigami with bright white eyes that were like suns.

“We’re going to back up Themis and the others, full force.” Isaac said with a voice that rang with authority. “It’s time we put all of this business to rest.”

“Yes, your highniness.” Dionysus snickered, his cheeks burning red from a blush. “Good show, and all that, with granddaddy. I wish I’d come in time to help give him an ass whooping. He owes me a millennia of birthday gift, you know!”

“I’m liking that guy.” Toku blinked at Dionysus with mild surprise.

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“Good evening, my dear.”

Oh dear god, go back to the depths of the duat, you pathetic excuse for a diety! Bluebell thought instinctively as the voice popped up in her mind as she walked with the others. She did not have the patience deal with this guy.

“Don’t be so rude. I just wanted to check up on you. You know I care about you, dearie.”

“You care about embarrassing me in another gamble.” Bluebell muttered quietly so the others wouldn’t hear. “That’s the only reason you even released me after last time.”

“Actually, it was because our bet had a controversial result, so I’m giving you another chance. Unless you want to back out now…”

“Go bother someone else.”

“Set’s little pet died.”

Bluebell blinked in surprise, her eyes widening. “What?”

“That got your attention, huh? Well, he didn’t exactly die. She almost did, though. Geb’s Greek female counter-part (creepy cross-dresser) took the girl away to be healed, but she’s definitely out of the picture for a long while. I’m thinking Horus’ insufferable kid is next.”

“What makes you say that?”

“The urge to scare you. And gambler’s intuition.”

“You’ll need to do better than that to scare me.” Bluebell sighed. “Much better.”

“You say that, but you’re quaking in your shoes, kiddo. Kudos for the poker-face, though.”

With that, the god’s presence was gone, and Bluebell relaxed again. She considered telling the others what she’d just heard, but decided against it. It would only serve to break their concentration. They needed to focus on fighting.

Interesting post, Exorcist. I wonder, should we have Makoto killed off when he goes to fight Kronos? XD

That would be sad!.........DO IT! *sadistic grin*

Lol, you sadistic bastard! XD. I like your style.

I like these fight setups. Looking forward to some insane battles.

I want a rematch with Odin XDDDDD

I was going to post something with Shenlong and A-kone, but I ran low on time...I want Viracocha to fight Odin, though. It would be nice seeing how those premordial gods deal with one another. Dionysus, well, I don't really mind what happens with him. Honestly, I'm afraid that whatever he gets himself into, it won't be a pretty sight. >.>

Lol, everyone wants to fight Odin. We'll discuss this further, I suppose, but I'm not opposed to the Viracocha Vs. Odin fight - I think it would be interesting.

@Wantadog. We'll see... the pseudo-shinigami can just fight with whoever they choose... Oh and remember, Raijin will be making his appearance in the battle on the next post... So, we'll just see how it goes.

@Everyone. I'll be writing a side-story post about Raijin later, okay.

sorry guys i am in the process of moving and my phone/broadband provider canceled my crap and tried to give me my new number too soon. so sory for being so quiet but i am not going anywhere i promise

@Kage. Great to know, dude. I'll be looking forward to RPing with you. Just let me know when you are available, by message, and we can chat and sort out everything. XD

[Kaminari's Gamble!] - Side Story post

(On the balcony of his room, Kaminari sat wtaching the stars, something that he had become greatly accustomed to. Thunder House was boring, especially since his brothers had left all those years ago. Kaminari had come to regret the way he was living his life - surrounded by a father who abandoned his other sons and a cowardly mother, who refused to look him in the eyes, all because she could see his brothers in them. Foolish.)

-Did I do the right thing? If that guys gets killed because of me, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Who knew a Shinigami could be so determined-

-Time Skip-

Raijin: Gaishima! Oi, Gaishima!

Gaishima: Yo?

Raijin: Speak to Shishira, I believe we have a presence among us.

Gaishima: *Looks around and then pauses, evidently talking to Shishira* Oh, yeah, it's just Kaminari... He's a good guy.

Raijin: A God?? Are you sure he's good?

Gaishima: Yeah, he's related to your God, but hates him, yet loves him at the same time.

Raijin: Riiiggghhhtt...

(After this droll reply, Kaminari comes thundering down, landing right in front of Raijin)

Kaminari: I believe you must be Raijin Masamune, the Shinigami that is linked to my brother. I have business with you.

Raijin: What business?

Kaminari: My brother needs to be stopped.

Raijin: So? Why don't you do it?

Kaminari: You don't understand... I love him - he's my brother, and I cannot lay a hand on him. However, your friends will perish if he isn't stopped, as well as many well-needed Gods.

Raijin: I still don't see what this has to do with me... I'm just a Shinigami. I cannot use your brother's powers anymore.

Kaminari: Yes, you are right. But, you can use mine. If you don't die in the process, I'll even consider allowing you those powers for good.

Raijin: How can you do that? I thought I could only link to Him...

Kaminari: I have the same types of power as him and I'm his brother - we have the same blood flowing through my veins. As long as your Zanpakuto can accept me, our communion will work. The power will be much greater than what He allowed you. You will be able to fully control my powers and call upon them at will.

Raijin: I'll talk to Hageshii Raikouarashi... *Sits down and closes his eyes*

(Raijin was silent for a while, sitting there with his eyes closed... After about five minutes, he opened his eyes.)

Raijin: Hageshii said he will accept you.

Kaminari: Great. Now, one last requirement... You need to accept me and my power. Do you trust me?

Raijin: I accept. Yes, I trust you... Your intentions seem to be noble, so I can't fault you.

Kaminari: Very good. Stand still, this may feel odd.

(Kaminari placed his hand on Raijin's face and Raijin suddenly felt an odd feeling, somewhat similar to the first time he used His mask. The sensation lasted for a minute, then Raijin could feel power flooding in to him, a power much greater than that of Him. A yellow/grey aura flared around him, as the power grew stronger and stronger, then it disappeared more suddenly that it came.)

Raijin: That was strange...

Kaminari: It is done. Show me your powers, now.

Raijin: Huh? Oh, right. Bankai!

(The explosion of reiatsu was the same as usual, unsurprisingly. Raijin looked supreme in his Bankai, so then he drew his hand over his face, calling upon the newfound power. The result was incredible! Raijin felt more alive than he ever had done before... It was pure ectasy. He felt more powerful than ever, powerful enough to even fight against a God.)

Raijin: This-is-amazing!!!

Kaminari: Indeed. I have to go now... We Gods aren't supposed to be in contact with mortals... If I don't get back soon, I'll be exiled. Do your best, Raijin. And, remember, you can talk to me whenever you like - I am a part of you, now.

Raijin: I won't forget. Goodbye, Thunder God.

So, it seems that Kevy doesn't have enough time to be able to post on here for a while, so I need someone to volunteer to be a back-up Aizen, if Kevy is still too busy when we get to the Revenge Arc. So, who is going to volunteer for this task?

Hmmm, it seems as though there is a conspicuous lack of activity on here over the last day or so. Anybody out there?

Bp's echo: Out there, out there, out there...

Bp: Wait, this is a forum, why is it echoing?

Bp's brain: Because your skits are weird...

Bp's colon: Because you are weird...

Echo: I'm echoing because I just feel like it.

Bp: I'm confused. What is going on?

im still rdy 4 da next arc so dont forget me. XD

Heh, you certainly are not forgotten, Gaia. Don't forget, you can organise the Schola to attack the Soul Society, during the filler Arc. XD

*sigh* I can't wait until we come to the next arc...I'm so anticipating Kazuma and Tsubaki shredding everything with their samurai skill....I spent so much time obsessing over their zanpakutou....DON'T LET THIS FORUM DIE AND PUT THAT EFFORT TO WASTE!!! D:<

On another note, I would nominate myself to contorl Aizen temporarily, but i'm controlling way to many captains to even consider that. >.<

Cist (Hehe), I added you as a friend so we can perhaps discuss a much more intense rematch between Anubis and Ma'at. The next time you're on, we can chat. Then I'll make my post.

............*Yawns*

Heh, I know the feeling exorcist. I'm eagerly awaiting the next main arc myself. I've got a lot in the works for it, and frankly, it can't come fast enough.

So, I'll be away for a bit. (Two or three days) Until then, you guys go ahead of me. When I get back, I'll talk with Exorcist and if it's alright I'll post out of turn.

Alright, that makes it my turn. Today's a pretty busy day, so I'm not sure how much time I'll get, but I should have it posted sometime tomorrow (possibly late tonight if I find time somewhere).

Ended up finishing this faster than I expected. I considered expanding on these, but believe me when I say it would have taken quite a bit more to even extend these a very small way. Got a lot of ideas for how I want these fights to go, but I wouldn't to take it all.

Kronos: So, this is the strength of my dear sister?

They hadn’t disturbed the landscape around them as of yet, though the fight had been tense. Despite the ferocity of their clashes, the intense focus of their attacks had only left the air aflame with their reishi. Themis still stood, staring across the short distance between them with a look of grim determination on her face. Kronos was down on one knee, sweat pouring down his face. Neither had inflicted grievous wounds, though small trickles of blood flowed from small cuts in a few places on his body. The wounds were blackened, and the blood that eddied out of them was the same. Only Themis’s sword was visible, the scales hidden elsewhere.

Kronos: Interesting.

Themis: That’s all you have to say? You sounded so sure of yourself earlier.

Kronos smirked, raising a hand. A distortion beam shot out and towards his target, though when the beam hit the space around her, it skidded off in the wrong direction. The chaotic energy was too much to be dissipated by her Kinshi, though the effect it had was enough to keep her from any danger. She easily skimmed by the attack, and metal met metal in a shower of energy as her blade clashed with his. Kronos pushed away from her, activating a space of lower speed around himself. Themis attacked into it, blade slowing to a crawl as soon as it hit the bubble. He thrust his arm out, knocking the blade aside as he boosted the speed around him back to normal, swiping out cruelly with his scythe. Themis easily ducked the assault, a blue image slicing harmlessly through her body as the real one passed over her. She allowed the momentum of her parried blade to throw her body around, delivering a savage kick to the other titan’s neck. Kronos gritted his teeth, his weight shifting to the other side as he received the blow. The blade flashed a second later, flickering up towards his chest. The handle of his scythe met it, though the move was a moment too late. Her blade cleaved into his right side, leaving a black, bleeding gash. Kronos raised his left leg to kick her away, but Themis had already retreated, one step ahead of his move. She skidded to a stop at the same distance at which they had started.

Themis: You always represented “time,” Kronos. Time is nothing to an oracle. I see the future and the present as one. You’re faster than me, stronger, but none of those things matter. Not to someone such as me.

Kronos chuckled, a trail of blood running down the side of his mouth, this one the usual red. He didn’t seem bothered by it.

Kronos: Mother always did love her my elder siblings best, though she trusted me most. Do you know why that is?

To Themis’s eyes, Kronos didn’t move. However, she never had to see him move. All she had to see was the blue images he created. Normally, just a few would be created. His previous fights had left him vengeful and tired, making his choices more obvious. When he stopped speaking, however, the number of blue images she saw took up her whole field of vision. Attacks, both deadly and simply damaging, passed through her body faster than she could blink. She chose the only escape route she could find, only to come face to face with her real opponent. She jumped back by instinct, though no attack came. He merely stood there glaring at her.

Kronos: Because the truth is, you weren’t worth a damn.


No pain. Every blast of darkness was less than an itch to Pele. It didn’t even break her stride.

Ash fell and knives flashed as she pressed Izanami, pushing her back with tremendous strides forward as the Japanese god fought to check her assault. Attacks came, and Pele allowed most of them to land. Their speeds were similar, and many of her motions drew blood. It seemed strange, though, that all she produced in her opponent was irritation. Izanami hardly even seemed to register the hits, and despite the flurry of motion, she never lost sight of Pele. She never blinked, her gaze affixed to Pele’s own. And so neither did Pele.

This was a test, an opportunity to prove her mettle against a feared opponent, someone with a strength that was practically unrivaled among the Japanese gods. Someone who didn’t even know her name. And why should she? The Hawaiian gods had done nothing but hide all of these years. Now the others would know her power. She would make certain of that.

A sudden break in motion. Her daggers were parried by a quick motion from Izanami, dark beams from her fingers pushing her back in an attack that Pele felt all the way up her arms. Izanami retreated slightly, keeping her gaze level. Pele allowed the force to drive her backward, giving her a break. The other woman’s gaze became imperious.

Izanami: Is that all?

Pele gave her a quizzical glance: Don’t give me that shit. You’ve been on the run this whole time, do you expect me to believe that-

Izanami held up a hand: You’re stupid, bitch. A pretty little god, sheltered and pampered all her life, is hardly even worth my time.

Pele growled: If I’m so weak…

She charged, putting all of her strength into a dramatic push off that sent her hurtling towards her opponent. Once again, Izanami didn’t blink. Dark energy pulsed around her, concealing most of her frame as Pele closed the distance. Darkness enveloped them both.

In an instant, that darkness scattered. Pele’s fist, which once held a dagger, was now covered in ashen sores from where the shattered fragments had pierced her. The fist itself had been easily caught by the outstretched hand of the woman that was once Izanami. What stood before her was a grey creature with large wings folded behind it. It was reminiscent of a gargoyle, yet she retained most of her normal form.

Izanami: Allow me to finish that thought.

She gave Pele a savage backhand, sending her reeling backward. Pele was stunned, surprised by the incredible force of her opponent. Izanami extended her wings, rushing forward in a tremendous boost of speed as she extended both hands. Black beams shot out from all 10 fingers, carving up the landscape.

Renee: Danku.

Lines of energy formed before her as Renee appeared in front of the stunned Pele. Unlike the usual Danku, these were highly concentrated lines, setting up directly in front of the beams as they shot towards the two of them. Black dragons erupted from behind her, twisting around the two allies as they shot towards Izanami. Black beams shattered them, destroying them in an instant.

Izanami: So, the trash wishes to die so soon?

Isamu strode out from behind Pele, clothed in the black armor of his bankai. Black liquid poured off of his blade in a steady stream, pooling on the ground beneath him. He joined Renee, whose blade separated into pieces that floated off the blade, seemingly unstable.

Isamu: You’ll be surprised what this “trash” can do.

My turn?.....oh......let's see here....

@Exorcist, don't worry, dude. This forum isn't going anywhere, that I can promise you. I too, can't wait for the filler Arc and the next main Arc, but we'll get there - there's no rush. XD

@Whiteflame. Nice post, dude. This final battle is going to be epic.

@Zord. Okay, dude. See ya when you return.

@Wantadog. Your post, fellow. XD. Hopefully you'll be done by tomorrow, so I can get my post up.

Lol, you posted the exact same time as me, dude.

Wantadog: The-exact-same time? Jinx!

Bp: Oh, goddamit. I hate personal jinx.

Wantadog: Hahahahaha! *Evil laugh*

Ugh...sorry for saying this so late, but you guys may have to skip me if I can't come up with something by tonight. I just can't seem to get my thoughts together.

Fair enough, dude. I'll check back later on and see what's happening. XD. I guess you still aren't feeling well?

Yup....

Sorry to hear that, dude. Hope you get better soon. Just post whenever you like man and I'll write up mine tonight. XD

what's crakin all. i cant wait to join up. i am impressed with the consistency with the posts e.g. its every day not week or month

Hey, Kage, how's it going? Thanks, for the compliments... We certainly have been trying. So, yeah, you can write an introduction post of your character; I will think about what you should do, and I was actually thinking that you could create a Captain for Squad Five, so I can get rid of Momo. Lol. Anyway, I will modify the Posting Order later and add you to it and take out anyone that has left.

Sorry, guys, but I'll post tomorrow instead, it has gotten much too late to write one now - I may have gotten a little too ditracted on the OP club and I had to write a post for Kouka Mono... It doesn't matter, though - I'll have a fairly long one up tomorrow. XD

[The End Draws Near! Is This The Final Battle?]

(Ajisukitakahikone caught Shenlong's fist, allowing the blow to drive him backwards, then he pirouetted and slung the elder God forwards, propelling him into a wall, and causing it to collapse. Shenlong struggled for a moment, then burst out of the rubble, crackling electricity extending off his body. They collided again, the crackling growing stronger and the clouds becoming grayer and grayer.)

Shenlong: Why can't you just see that what you are doing is wrong?

Ajisukitakahikone: Because... It is only considered wrong by you and your posse. Right and wrong is not governed, in this life. Right and wrong is determined by opinions and by two people, or sets/groups of people that don't see eye-to-eye. I am doing nothing wrong, I am merely doing something that you disagree with. That makes me think, why is it that your opinion matters more than mine?

Shenlong: There should be no question. You are wrong... Just because you have a justification for it, does not mean that you are right. Killing is wrong - that which there should be no question of. You are a fool.

Ajisukitakahikone: And you are a sentimental, old man, who cannot help, but involve himself in other people's business. I will fix you for good!

(Ajisukitakahikone's form changed into the wolf, and he lunged for Shenlong, his jaws snapping and thunder and lightning crackling amongst his sharp fangs. They met in mid-air, Shenlong had already switched into the guise of his dragon and they began to bite at each other, also clawing viciously as they both sought to destroy the other. Suddenly, they both stopped, as they began to sense a reiatsu - one that was familiar to Ajisukitakahikone. After a moment, the pressure rose and Raijin appeared, with Shishira and the other Shinigami man.)

Raijin: There you are, bastard! I have a score to settle with you.

Gaishima: Shishira and I will lend a hand to the other Unradicals.

Raijin: Okay. Don't die... Bankai!!! (The yellow and grey flash burst into the air, separating into different columns of energy, which then dropped to the ground, exploding on contact.)

Ajisukitakahikone: (Snarling) So, you are back... I thought you were trying to get away from this place, and yet, now you are back? What a fool. And don't think that your pitiful Bankai will work on me... You know better than that.

Raijin: I don't... (As he drew his hand over his face) But, this will!

(Raijin's power increased dramatically, forming a large ball of energy around him, which had energy crackling throughout it. The pressure was incredible, even the Gods were awestruck by this phemomena. Then, the crackling began to form large bolts of energy and lightning, twisting and mingling with each other, and resembling misshapen, inverse lightning bolts.)

Ajisukitakahikone: What have you done to yourself?

Raijin: Your brother says hi.

-Meanwhile-

Izanami: This is still only a portion of my power, bitch. And, if you continue to anger me, I will show you my ultimate transformation, one that will haunt your dreams forever, providing you don't die here.

Pele: Whatever. Just shut up and fight.

(They engaged once more, Izanami's darkness daggers and Pele's throwing daggers clashing and cutting each other. Pele dodged one attack, and kicked Izanami away. Izanami laughed and began to flap her wings and stopped the backwards momentum. Izanami dove at Pele again, but this time Pele was ready and anticipated the attack, grabbing Izanami's outstretched fist and throwing her backwards and through a wall.)

Izanami: BITCH! That hurt... You are making me really furious!

Pele: Good. I hope it hurts.

(Renee and Isamu intervened, both charging at Izanami with their blades oustretched. They attacked viciously, seeking to kill her as soon as possible. Izanami sneered at them and launched herself into the air. She sent her darkness fingers at the two, hoping to kill them, but they both countered them with their swords, then were forced away and flying backwards into the same wall Pele landed in earlier. Pele's wounds had already healed, but her chest was more constricted than usual and she considered that a lung had been damaged in the attack. The other injuries had turned to ash, and then healed almost automatically.)

Izanami: Stupid Shinigami! I'll kill you all!

-Kronos and Themis-

Kronos: So, what can you do?

Themis: I will show you, if you would so kind as to watch.

(Themis' hourglass timer and staff were oustretched and she used one of her abilities, Divine Balance, which did absolutely nothing, at least, as far as Kronos was aware.)

Kronos: Well, that was a useless ability.

Themis: You'll see. Don't get cocky yet, time God.

Kronos: Whatever. Now, it's my turn.

(Kronos disappeared, and made his counter-attack on Themis, bludgeoning her into a side wall. He crushed it with his fists and continued to pound at her, sending attacks, left, right and centre. Themis growled and swung at him with the staff, knocking his nose sideways and breaking it. The whole area turned grey and the blood had already lost its colour.)

Kronos: What the hell?

Themis: Everything I damage, loses its colour...

[Chinese Lightning vs. the Japanese Lighting! The Late Arrivals Finally Arrive in the God's Realm]

Shénlóng narrowed his eyes drastically and he suddenly vanished, reappearing directly behind Raijin. In a movement so quick that it almost didn’t exist, Shénlóng caught Raijin’s arm by the wrist and drew him back, smacking the shinigami over the head sharply.

“Ow!” Raijin cried in surprise. “What the heck was that for, you old geezer—ow!”

“Need I teach you a lesson in manners as well, you impertinent child?” Shénlóng demanded as he raised his hand once more, threatening to hit Raijin a third time. “Not only do you gracelessly interrupt us without so much as an apology, you speak rudely to me? You really must be Ajisukitakahikone’s psuedo-shinigami!”

“I came here to help you!” Raijin raised his hands to block the next strike from Shénlóng. “We’re on the same side!”

“I partner with no man who knows nothing of the word ‘courtesy’.”

“Actually, dragon breath, my fight with that kid started long before ours.” Ajisukitahikone rectified as he cracked his knuckles, glaring at Raijin angrily. “I’m more interested in pounding him into his place.”

“As if!” Raijin snorted as he held his sword up and it crackled with lightning. “I’ll show you why just being a god isn’t enough to put me down!”

Shénlóng eyed Raijin for a moment before sighing shortly, passing a hand over his long mustache unconsciously.

“Very well then,” He conceded. “For the time being, we will focus on doing away with the radical. Afterword, however, I intend to give you a full lecture on why your actions were so uncouth!”

“Great…” Raijin muttered before charging toward the waiting lightning god. Shénlóng glanced briefly at the smoking hand he’d used to grab Raijin’s wrist. If not for Shénlóng’s lightning proof scales, he might have been severely hurt in the action. These psuedo-shinigami were proving to be far more powerful that he’d thought imaginable. Perhaps the Unradicals hadn’t needed to intervene as directly as Themis and Athena had stressed. But that didn’t change anything now that events have escalated to the point that have. Shenlong took a deep breath as lighting crackled around him and he morphed into a full dragon in all its glory, lighting clouds forming around him as the drum in his belly beat a few times, causing rolling thunder that was likely heard all over the realm where the others were fighting. This war was going to come to an end and this signal rang loud and clear to the others. It was a do or die situation.

~~~~~~~~~~~

“Wow! The ocean is so BIG!” Cadence said as she leaned to the side slightly to look below them. “I can see my reflection!”

“I don’t think that’s the ocean.” Johan said as he glanced down briefly. He sat on Carmen, the flaming horse, holding the blazing reigns. Cadence was sitting beside him unharmed by the flames thanks to Ma’at’s final gift—immunity to Johan’s flames. “It just looks like a giant mirror to me.”

“Why is there one down there?”

“Well, we’re in the god’s realm, so I guess that some god likes that sort of thing.”

“Hmm...” Was all Cadence replied as she continued her staring contest with her reflection. She was interrupted as the sound of rolling thunder echoed toward them, and both looked up in surprise.

“What was that?” Johan blinked in confusion. “I didn’t know that they had weather like storms here.”

“Well, it’s probably a marching band with the drummers going wild.”

Or a cry of war, signaling to the other gods.

“Or that.” Cadence nodded in agreement. Johan raised an eyebrow.

“Or what, mija?”

“A cry of war to signal the other gods. Isn’t that what you just said?”

Johan shook his head. “But if that’s what it is, that means the fighting is in that direction.”

Johan grinned as he pulled on Carmen’s reigns and she began to pick up speed as she made a wide turn, the flames erupting around them and turning them into a speeding comet as they shot forward.

“You’re really excited to see the other psuedo-shinigami, aren’t you?” Cadence laughed as she held on for dear life. Johan nodded eagerly.

“Course I am! They’re the only people now that we can call our ‘friends’ even if we’ve never met them! Now’s our chance to see what they’re like!”

“And fight some more gods?”

“Especially that!”



The title was needlessly long, but I just had to write that. Johan and Cadence are so far removed from the others that it's almost sad XD

You always do such a great job of capturing Cadence in your posts, always a pleasure to see. Great one, about time those two got into the main action.

So I'm back. In convenient time, as well, I see.

Indeed, as it happens to be your post. Lol. How was your holiday, or whatever it was that you were doing while you were away?

N.b. I believe this post takes us one post past Shinigami Academy forum, meaning we are the second largest RP now. XDDDD. Well done, everyone!

[The God of War Arrives!]

[PLAY MUSIC]

Izanami: Stupid Shinigami! I'll kill you all!

Pele: You cannot. I won't let you, Izanami.

Both Pseudo-Shinigami rose to their feet, each eyeing Izanami with a look of pure concentration.

Renee: And even if she weren't here, you're seriously underestimating our potential. We have God-tier powers too.

Izanami: Tsk. You think those dusty powers are enough to stop me? Try-

A massive sword entered the picture, headed straight for Isamu. He twisted out of the way as the weapon dug itself into the ground. The chain on the hilt of the weapon tightened, and a maniacal cackle filled the air as Ares pulled himself in at a ridiculous speed. Isamu had no time to react as Ares slammed his fist into his target's stomach and sent him careening away. Isamu half levitated as he flew, occasionally crashing into the ground before skidding to a halt. He rose to his feet slowly, breathing heavily all the while.

Isamu: D... Damn... That hurt.

Ares stood upright, pulling his sword from its resting place in the ground. He turned his gaze to Renee, pure insanity in his eyes.

Izanami: Who said you could intrude on my battle, prick?!

Ares: I did, bitch! You can't just hog all the action to yourself! Just because I got lost-

Both Shinigami appeared on either side of Ares, Isamu striking at the front of Ares' torso and Renee at the back, both attempting to sever him in two. Flexing his legs, he leaped mightily out of harm's way. Now airborne, he began flipping uncontrollably and allowing his sword to lacerate the ground as he swung it mindlessly from its chain. Renee was the first to be forced to block an incoming strike from the muscular God, but the sheer force of the attack forced her back several feet, where she landed on her back and hurried to her feet. Then put on the defensive, she was forced to dive aside to avoid an otherwise lethal attack from the flailing blade. Not only did he have speed and power, but Ares had aim.

Isamu flashed into the air, flipping once to expertly avoid being cut within the storm of chain and blade Ares had created. Ares was spinning too quickly now for his blade's movements to be seen with the naked eye. The air in a sphere around him was merely grey, and the ground was constantly being decorated with large gashes. Isamu flashed yet again, this time directly adjacent to Ares. He caught the God's wrist with his free hand, but heard his own wrist crunch under the pressure. The whirling mass that was Ares' blade had ceased. Isamu discarded his own blade and planted his hand on Ares' chest.

Isamu: Hado seventy two, Soten Sokatsui!

The impact of the spell sent both combatants away from each other, Ares gritting his teeth as he spiraled downward. Isamu's downward descent was made faster by his position in the air, and he managed to grab his blade and finally land. Renee outstretched her own hand.

Renee: Hado thirty three, Sokatsui!

She began rapidly firing the blasts from her palm. Ares angrily reeled in his blade and deflected each one with the broad flat of it before landing himself.

Ares: Well... It seems I can't take you two as lightly as I intended... Perfect!

-End-

I'll likely get to writing my post over the course of today and tomorrow. Likely going to be a long-ish one.

@Whiteflame. Sounds like a plan. I will be looking forward to reading it, dude.

On another note, what happened to all the activity and skits? Its like everyone has just disappeared and whatnot...

I've been taking advantage of it not being my turn yet to do a little fanfictioning. I get a bit absorbed, so skits become second priority XD Not that I'm any less active, of course.

Heh, well, the fiance's in town till late tonight, so most of my RP efforts have been focused on short term, story-driven stuff. Speaking of which, BP, I posted the details of the blades my character wields under her description in your OP RP.