Marik Vs Kitai (Bounty Claim Staked)

[Maria Ashwin]

Thread Title: Marik Vs Kitai
Participants: Marik Ashwin & Kitai Yoru
World: Soul Society
Death Setting: Permanent Injuries Enabled
Rating: PG-13
Location: World of The living, kara kura town
Special Conditions: None
Circumstances: Marik Class 1/ Rank 4 segunda espada is hunting down Kitai Yoru Class 1/ Rank 4 , in a bid to both push themselves and collect the *SIZEABLE* bounty on this mans head. Their only hope is this doesnt put a strain on thier relationship. [Useing 10% social bonus]

[Maria Ashwin]

Marik Ashwin

tag:N/A

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Inovation

is the corner stone of being lazy

It opens doors to make life easier

1.)Marik would look into the mirrior this new form of his took some getting used to but...it felt right in way. They where still themselves nothing had changed say for their physical appearance , the person looking bat at them was a stranger in all sense's of the word. Marik was still a measly five nine short compared to most of the beings he had encountered , her frame was slightly slimmer than her male counterpart while thier orignal body had minor definition this new look lacked any muscular definition at all.

2.) Atop her head where there was once a mop of messy neon green hair , was shoulder blade length loosly curled neon green hair that would sheen beneath the somber light of hueco mundo's moon. Where there where once dull emerald green eyes sat in his skull , now rest's two emerald green jewls that shine with hidden potional eyes ever looking foward on the path of self improvement. Where his face was once angular and sharp it had become slightly rounded and soft , the young male punk appearance had been replaced with that of a young pampered woman.

3.) Her arancar uniform is heavily modified as it was no secret she had no love for souken kohai's bland uniform desighns , the typical jacket shirt has a modified three inch collar that tapers down into a V-shape showing her collar bone slightly and a bit of the space beneath it. While out and about she would have this area buttoned mostly hiding the new rank she had recieved upon demotion showing part of the upper half of her two '2' tatoo.

4.) Due to the angle of the two '2' it could appear like many numbers until it was revealed . most commonly marik had gotten into the habit of telling her ooponets their guesses are right. Thus far she had recieved eight '8' , nine '9', and three '3' finding great joy in the fact that thier rank amongst the espada would remain a mystery until concrete evidence was provided. Beanath the modified jacket she wears a tube top to retain some since of modesty with the unintentional boob window the uniform creates.

5.) The bottom half of said uniform was standard shorts that stopped just four inches above the knee , and thier boots which stopped just a little above the knee the bottom's of the boots have a flexible reinforced steele which may alert them to marik's fondness of delivering devestaing kick to his opponets. Marik had gone out of her way to not appear to dolled up as she was new to the whole woman thing and didnt wish to commit to much time to his apperance.

6.) Instead of painting her nails she would instead decide to wrap her hands and arms in bandage just above her elbow , skipping that step all together. 'ok well....charolete wouldn't leave the house looking like a ragidy bitch even astrid puts forth some effort....even cami dresses better than me....maybe i should do a little eye liner and masquere' she would think to herself with a sigh as she applyed the make up with a frown.

7.) Standing from her vanity she would sigh snagging her decoy-zanpakuto from her night stand , "lets go pay mister yoru a visit" she would say bringing her hand to ger face moving a loose strand of hair back behind her ear as she flicked her wrist tapping at the air infront of her. Reality buckling and buldging as a tear in reality was formed and a looking glass into the garganta was formed , she would take her time getting to kitai no point in burning power before she needed to after all she was fighting the number one agent of chaos himself. 

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{Stats & Skills}
Strength: 200->[100]
Speed: 400->[1200]

Spiritual Pressure: 400
Riatsu Strength: 400->[500]->[1500]

Light Aura: 100
Dark Aura: 0

Instinct: 200 ->[300]
Sense: 200

Energy Sensory: 100->[50]
Healing Expertise: 400

Sonido Mastery - 4
Pain Tolerance - 3
Strength Of Will - 2
Calm mind- 3
Muay thai - 3
Battle Analysis - 3
Cero Mastery - 2

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{Items on Hand}R-Siphon (Class 1)
Copycat-tatoo (Class 1)
Burden (Class 1)
Rat Bullets (x10)
Beat Stick x2 (Class 1)

1 (1200->1300):
Corrosive E.(100)
Release E. (N/A)

2 (1200->1200):
Release E. (N/A)

A Propper Uniform (Class 1)
Bionic Voice Implant (Class 1)
Gonzo Tart (x2)
Taro Card: Chariot (class 1)
Decoy Zan (Class 1)
IP: 1100
(Refresh Poison: x3)

Artificial Zanpukto (class 1)

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{Techs Used}Cinematic Garganta to the world of the living

[Kitai Yoru]

Down down, deep below the earth's surface, in the basement of a certain shop, a hellion worked on yet another project for him to work on. There were few things that could actually keep Kitai's focus for very long, and working on things like this helped keep him thinking. Helped him stay in the zone, and not just jumping around from one thing to the next. Marik had asked for an air base. Kitai had thought the Espada had been joking, so he had initially not bothered to try and make it. For goodness sakes, he already had a palace, why would he need an air base?

But no, turns out Marik was very serious, reminding Kitai of the request when he came to pick up some of his other commissions. Not that there was anyone else buying his product, or buying anything that wasn't custom order. Kitai let out a long and weary sigh. While he would freely admit that when he first made his shop, he had done so on a whim, an excuse to make what his heart desired at any given time. He expected some people to take an interest, but that hadn't exactly happened.

His shop, and most of the weapons and items in it mostly collected dust. He got the occasional customer every now and then, but rarely did they buy any of his more outlandish product. Steel Silk was one of his more popular requests, till he turned it into a Proper Uniform. Again, another commission, one that went into his inventory, rather than just being a onetime creation. His, of the time, most expensive sale, one that was repeated a few times. He was, by most standards, a very wealthy man. But Kitai didn't care for such things anymore. He couldn't remember the last time it really did.

His commissions exploded once his favorite customer passed through his door. Marik, the Espada. A very dangerous man. Not just for his title, and the company he keeps, but for the raw amount of product he's bought from Kitai. Kitai wasn't one to toot his own horn, which may be a lie, but he's sold things to that man which would probably end up with him put on death row, were the government or Shinigami capable of such a thing. To be frank, he was sure that the amount of money the arrancar has spent here should be classified as an addiction. He wasn't sure where the man got his money, but he was pretty sure he wasn't pulling an Arcadus, and tricking religious people into giving him their money, so he didn't really care.

Kitai shook his head a bit, refocusing on his work. The framework for the schematics was there, but he was having trouble with some of the features he was going to give 'Fly Bird'. He chuckled at the name, and wondered if anyone would get the joke. Or if Marik would change the name. Either way, he was having trouble keeping the artificial garganta stable enough to move through dimensions without overloading the engines. It was a pain, but he figured he could compensate the process if it was on a delay. The bird was going to be hanging out a few miles in the sky anyway, as long as it was under a minute, a delay should be fine.

An angry growling could be heard echoing from inside the room. The Lunatic snapped his head left and right, looking for whatever beast or hollow was stupid enough to interrupt his work. There was nothing. He heard it again... only to realize it was him. He palmed his face, looking up to the clock on the wall. He had been here... seven hours? No wonder he was starving. Kitai rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, trying to stave off the immanent wave of exhaustion. It was no use, and he let out a mighty yawn. "Ugh." Was all he could say in response.

The madman decided that he could tackle this after he got some rest, and dinner. Or was it breakfast by now? He would need to add an am/pm thing to his clock. He refused to get a smart phone again, and any watch he wore had to be durable enough to withstand the chains wrapped around his wrist. "Is that burger joint open at this hour? Maybe the sushi place. Nah, not enough cheese." Kitai was musing to himself out loud. Not an unusual occurrence, but it was especially apparent given his minor state of delirium. He made his way up to the ground level of the store, passing by a few of his clones.

He never knew how to feel about them. They were useful in running day-to-day stuff, but he had to also deal with the existential crisis of knowing that he was once every one of them, and that he too would become a clone some day. Or he already was one, and reliving through the life of the original. Clones that were born from the death and rebirth of another. Every one of them knows they are a shard of another, tethered to the life of a lunatic. One moment they were that lunatic, the next, they're just his echo. "Man I must have been down there a while." He said to himself, massaging his temples to fight the useless thoughts.

At the end of the day, they were still him, and he them. They were alive, he was alive, and he was hungry. "I should get Ludwig to add more cheese to his menu. Darn pastry shop. I need cheese and meat, not bread!" He almost yelled to himself, getting several agreements from nearby Kitai. He was stumbling a bit as he walked, but he wouldn't go to sleep on an empty stomach, and he would rather die than eat his own cooking. His shop was only a few blocks away from the food district, so it wouldn't be too difficult a walk, but still, he grabbed his usual items. Never could be too careful.

Starting Gigai: 5,500
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 14,500/20,000

Gigai Durability: 850

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{The Fun Bits}
Strength: (200-75%) 50
Speed: (200-75%) 50
Reiatsu strength: (200-75%) 50
Spiritual Pressure: (400x5) 2,000
Senses: (200-75%) 50
Instinct: (200-75%) 50
Energy Sensory: (0-75%) 0
Healing Expertise: (0-75%) 0]

Dark Aura: 100
Light Aura: 0

Strength of Will: 4
Pain Tolerance: 3
Battle Analysis :3
Crafting: 4
Martial Skill; Style of the Moron: 2
Acting: 1

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{His Pocket Items}
Interdimensional Doorknob
X-ray Contacts
Tarot Card 0
Steel Silk

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{Darkskill Level One}Dark Skill Level 1 Property:] [The first stage of his release allows him to create gigai-like bodies for him to enter and use as he sees fit. In order to create a body, Kitai must spend 25% of his current reiatsu, but must spend at least 250 in order to use the technique. The strength and durability of the bodies is based off the amount of reiatsu Kitai has used during the thread. For every 100 reiatsu Kitai has used in the thread, it will increase the strength, speed, and durability by 10. Each body comes with a 300 to start in all three of these stats. If the user has physical stats higher than the base 300, their starting physical stat or stats will be changed to that higher number. The highest the physical stats the body can have 1000.

The strength of the body is a sort of false one. While the bodies themselves are strong, it is merely a tool, not truly living so to speak. While a real body would be able to handle such strength and speed, this one cannot. And like all tools, they have a breaking point. Those wearing the body will find themselves unable to use main benefits that high physical stats would normally grant. The benefits of having high strength are forever lost to the user, unless they already had them before putting on the Gigai.

Much like a tool, once the body uses too much power, it begins to quickly wear out. The max output a body can use varies on the user. The bodies are based on the user, and thus match their max potential, even if the bodies themselves should be stronger. A user with 50 strength or speed, can only ever make the bodies reach 150 strength or speed. If someone had 400 in strength or speed, they would be able to bring out the full potential of the bodies, and reach 1000 in either stat.

However, like any machine, running at full power causes a reaction in the bodies. The body, and by extension the user, have no issues with stamina of any kind after this point, never running out after it breaks its limits for the first five post, using a sort of Hysterical Strength to force itself to keep going. After the five posts will drain stamina like normal. Normally a body can last indefinitely, but for every post the user pushes their physical stats past their limits no further than double their base stats, it drains a post, while over that pushes it by two posts. The body has ten of these posts before it dies, ejecting the user of it from the maimed corpse. Hitting 1000 in either stat will cost the bodies two posts, regardless of the the user's base stats.

The creation of the body is instant, forming around Kitai if he so chooses, or in his hand. Bodies can be exited at any time the wearer pleases. The only oddities that make the body stand out from normal humans is that the first stage of a Dark Skill will still shine through, and the chains on their soul will still appear on the new body, but otherwise, the body will be have an appearance of whatever Kitai wishes it to look like. Size of the bodies follows the strength rules for sizes.

So long as the body is worn, Hell has a much harder time finding him. For every three posts that a Saika is in the body, the count on the duration of his escape will go down by one for every three posts they make. Can start a thread with a body for an additional 500 reiatsu of the base cost, without activating his dark skill. Any damage the body takes is not fully transferred to him. Damage is reduced by fifty percent, and attacks that would kill the body will eject the soul before it can be damaged too much. Fatal damage done to the body will be reduced to the point of just barely avoiding death. The body cannot heal via the normal Saika regeneration, but his soul underneath is still able to. The healing done to the soul will not transfer to the body. Once he exits a body, the stats will be reset to how it was before he entered the body. After a body is destroyed or dies, it goes onto a three post cooldown before he can create another one. This does not count as a stat boosting technique. If a body is healed, Kitai will not be healed.

[Maria Ashwin]

Marik Ashwin

tag:N/A

Paragraphs: 5

Inovation

is the corner stone of being lazy

It opens doors to make life easier

1.)Time itself seemed to pause as the air seemed to lurch and warp as is straining to hold itself together , with a loud warbling cracking noise , the air would be rended open by a moderatly sized Descorer. Stepping out from the crack in reality was a single lone female arrancar , a gentle breeze would blow through the area marik would smile as the felt the cool summer breeze on thier face. How they loved coming to the human world a land of colors,smells and sights but they didn't have time for that , they where on a mission and had to secure either the capture of killing of kitai yoru.

2.) Taking a moment to examine her surroundings and activate her R-siphon she would make note of the concrete beneath her feet and elevated position , had she landed on the kitai shop? where was the sighn she had spent hours desighning and installing for that damn hellion!? if that bastard thought he was getting out of paying the service fee he had another thing coming when this was all said and done! rushing foward she would find herself at the buildings edge looking at the street below.

3.) There across the street was the kitai shop , in all it;s glory with it's new HDTV sighn she had wired in with crystals help. to this day she has no idea how kitai is paying the elctric bill on it or how the sighn hasn't burned his shop to the ground.  'ehh ill build him a new shop across the street from hat in clogs' she would think with a smirk as she raised her finger pointing at the kitai shop charging and then firing a cero. the act itself made her wonder if the shop itself had any defenses she didn't know about.

4.) As much as she hated how slow cero's where , the age old adage 'if it aint brok dont fix it' stuck well here , it was quick enough to get the job done and strong enough to achieve the simple goal of destroying the shop. Based on what little marik could feel of spirit energy and how massive kitai's reserves where it was clear he was in the building , This would either hurt the man or draw him back to the shop hopefully. with it being in a secluded part of town she could attempt to cut loose a bit more.

5.)  this cero would be launched just as kitai was making his way for the front door of his shop , the avreage width of a street is eight (8) meters while a sidewalk average with is roughly two (2) meters. With the cero  rushing foward at eight hundred speed (800) and coverin an estimated distance ten (10) meters , marik was fairly certain she would strike her opponet. 

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{Stats & Skills}Strength: 200->[100]
Speed: 400->[1200]

Spiritual Pressure: 400
Riatsu Strength: 400->[500]->[1500]

Light Aura: 100
Dark Aura: 0

Instinct: 200 ->[300]
Sense: 200

Energy Sensory: 100->[50]
Healing Expertise: 400

Sonido Mastery - 4
Pain Tolerance - 3
Strength Of Will - 2
Calm mind- 3
Muay thai - 3
Battle Analysis - 3
Cero Mastery - 2

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{Items on Hand}R-Siphon (Class 1)
Copycat-tatoo (Class 1)
Burden (Class 1)
Rat Bullets (x10)
Beat Stick x2 (Class 1)

1 (1200->1300):
Corrosive E.(100)
Release E. (N/A)

2 (1200->1200):
Release E. (N/A)

A Propper Uniform (Class 1)
Bionic Voice Implant (Class 1)
Gonzo Tart (x2)
Taro Card: Chariot (class 1)
Decoy Zan (Class 1)
IP: 1100
(Refresh Poison: x3)

Artificial Zanpukto (class 1)

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{Techs Used}Shot a cero while on roof-top across the street, building is 10.5 meters tall being a two storie
Cero-200 [Speed of Cero 800 , OS of cero 1500]

Riastu Pool:4000/4000
4000-200=3,800
R-Siphon: +500
Remaining Riastu:4000/4000

[Kitai Yoru]

There were things that got under Kitai's skin. Many things, given his short temperament, but this was one of those things that were higher up on his extensive list. Sucker punching someone, blindsiding them, hitting them from out of nowhere. These are all things Kitai would likely never do. So, it took him by surprise when the moment he opened his front door, barely half awake and not expecting someone to be stupid enough to try anything against him without a 'hey, howdy do, please die', the Saika was caught completely off guard as an emerald green beam of light came barreling at him.

The worst part was that moment of clarity he had the moment before impact. "Why is the sun gree-WHAT THE F-" It was like a train slamming into the poor lad, carving a trench into the ground, and his precious shop. Steel Silk melted into his quickly burning flesh and bone, the raw power of the cero instantly destroying both his gigai, and the item that his clothing consisted of. He had been sent flying back for only a second, before his reaction kicked in, and he clenched his hands around the reiatsu of the cero. His feet, now barely muscle holding bone together, slid against the ground, leaving a trail of blood and calcium along its surface.

The cero quickly lost mass, as it funneled into the madman's hands, glowing green as the attack was fully absorbed. Not since Keira did Kitai feel this badly, this quickly, but at least he could say he was awake. Seething with fury, but awake. Kitai didn't have the ability to sense energy past his own, so he couldn't tell where the sender was to return this was, but he couldn't afford to even if he could. Whoever did this had brass balls to start a fight like this in the living world, much less attacking his shop. He raised his hands to the air, channeling the cero upwards, away from any that he might hit.

If the fight remained here, so many people would die, and he wasn't willing to let that happen to his customers. Potential or otherwise. After the last of the cero reiatsu was out of his system, Kitai collapsed to the ground, boney knees impacting against rubble. Kitai had lost a good thirty percent of his body mass from only an opening strike. Here he was, reduced to his true form; a hideous wretch. A loose black cloak covered his body, his head, and his arms. They would have covered his legs, but the cero had managed to bleed through in some areas.

His face was covered in a mask, bone white, the visage of a grinning demon leering out at the world. Two ugly black wings spouted out his back, flopping uselessly against the ground. The lunatic chuckled, before he started cackling. He pulled a doorknob from his saika robes, pressing it to the ground beneath him. With a twist of the knob, a door manifested beneath him, Kitai quickly falling through the newly made opening. Dust and smoke obscured his movements, but hopefully his foe was capable of following. He doubted someone who was bold enough to attack in such a manner was so quick to give up. He would be severely disappointed if they were. Kitai left the gateway that the Interdimensional Doorknob had created open, allowing them to give chase.

Kitai probably didn't have too much time before they showed their face, so he prepared himself. The Steel Silk that was warped around his bones weren't completely destroyed. They were salvageable, and he would make use of them. He pressed his hands against his body, focusing Soul Command on the vestiges of the garments, improving them. "Creation of all things." Kitai's raspy voice whispered to the desert winds. The metallic fabric stretched and warped, growing around the Saika. Covering him. No longer was this just Steel Silk. It was Steel Silk with the properties of a Proper Uniform. He would need it, given his powers were disabled for the moment.

A red light flashed from behind the left eye of the mask. Kitai hated using his Dark Skill, but a fight like this required it. He knew how strong his bodies were, even when not empowered. This person was strong. That was why he had spirited himself away to the sands of Hueco Mundo. A place where nothing that mattered would be damaged by their fight. The moment that his opponent crawled out of the doorway, Kitai would reclaim it with Greed. "HAhahaha! Oh, you sure got me good!" He called out to her, standing a good dozen feet away. "I'm sure I did something to deserve that! Question is, what?" The lunatic is standing with his arms wide, and his head tilted at an angle. "Please, tell me it was something fun."

Redirection: 200
Release: 100
Creation of All Things: 300
Greed: 50
Reiatsu Remaining: 13,850/20,000

Out of Hell posts: 48/100
Dark Skill Cooldown: 1/3

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{Techs Used}

Technique Name: [Redirection]

Class: [3, 2, 1] - 7-1.

Technique Type: [Other] - Kidou, Quincy Technique, Bount Technique, Human Technique, Hollow Technique, Other

Technique Element: [None] - If any

Technique Description and Effects: [What does your technique do? How strong is it? What is it's range of abilities? List these things below.]

This is a vicious technique used by strong reiatsu beings. This allows the user to grab a hold of reiatsu, cycle the energy through their body, consume it (therefore making it theirs), and then hurl it back. In other words, one can redirect the enemy's reiatsu based attack by catching it and throwing it back either by spin or just catch and throw.

How this works has been stated above. Now, the important thing to recognize is that there are three classes to this technique. The class 3 version can catch reiatsu of any class except class 1+, and redirect it for half cost of the technique. The class 2 version can do the very same, except it layers the user's reiatsu strength on top of the enemy's reiatsu strength for the returned attack. It also uses the full cost. The class 1 version can return any technique up to three times the OS of the user, and adds the user's reiatsu strength layered on top of the enemy's. However, it does so for double cost, and does not work on class 0 techniques.

How to use technique: [How do you use this technique? List below.]

Stated above.

Drawback: [What are the disadvantages and drawbacks of your technique? Don't forget that the drawback must be equal in strength to the technique. List everything related to the drawback below.]

This will burn the user. It will burn their arms. It will burn their insides a bit. They will cook a little. This will strain their body and reiatsu. It can only be used once per post. It shuts off release if used 3+ times in a released state.

Made by: [Admin]

Reserved?: [No]

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Technique Name: Mark of Sin: Greed

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [General Sinner techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects: [Being stuck in the bad end of the afterlife tends to bring out of some of the more negative aspects of the soul. One of seven that can be concentrated and brought forth in a physical form. This manifests as a mark on the body. For Greed, this mark is branded on the palm of the dominant hand of the user. Greed is a very dangerous ability for any who value their belongings. Greed lets the user take anything within their line of sight. So long as whatever they are claiming isn't alive, they can take it in an instant. For most things, this requires little energy, maybe 25 reiatsu, and can be used every post. For things with actual power however, this gets tricky.

To take something for a being with power requires actual effort on the users part. Costing 500 reiatsu, the embodiment of Greed will attempt to steal their belongings. In order to do this, they must have their original highest spiritual stat be twenty five percent higher then their victim's original highest offensive stat. The opponent can resist this if they pay twice as much reiatsu as the user did to activate this ability. This ability cannot be negated against objects with less than two classes of this technique.]

How to use technique: [The user says aloud, 'All I see is mine to claim', and whatever they look at will instantly be in their hand, and fully under the command of the user.]

Technique Drawbacks: [If Greed fails, it will go onto a three post cool down.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

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Technique Name: [Soul Command: Creation of All Things]

Technique Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Spiritual]

Usable By: [Those who can use Soul Command]

Technique Element: [Physical, if any]

Technique Cost: [Reiatsu, points in Crafting, or Crafting related, Skills]

Description: [This is a variation of Soul Command, made by Kitai in an attempt to make the merging of magic and science easier, as well as to further elevate his ability to craft whatever strikes his fancy in any given moment.

This ability allows Kitai to manipulate the souls of objects, letting him change, repair, or otherwise improve things he comes into contact with. He does this by placing a hand or hands upon an object or structure, and enffusing it with his reiatsu. This method allows him to use either of his spiritual stats to preform this. Once the wave has washed over the object or structure in question, he is given a sort of mental map of it, letting him see the flaws or cracks, and make changes where he deems fit. These changes use his Crafting Skills to deem how impressive or impactful they are.

Kitai can restore the durability of anything at a reiatsu cost of 1:3 reiatsu-to-durability once per object every seven posts. For a reiatsu cost of 700, Kitai can change the form of an object into anything he pleases, be it a section of earth into a Kitai Brand worthy weapon, or a hunk of scrap into a fully functional plane, so long as Kitai knows how to make it. These items will have 300 Ip per point in Crafting Skills that he has, and 3x Durability.

For vehicles, these will have 800 speed, 800 Ip, and 1x Durability for each point in a Crafting Skill he possess. For armor, it will have 200 Ip for each point in Crafting Skills he has, 3x Durability, and loses Ip equal to 50% of the Os from attacks that hit it, minus 5% for each point in Crafting Skills he has.

For another 300 reiatsu, Kitai can grant one effect from any item he has created to either one of the items he makes using this technique, or apply it to an already existing item he gets his mits on. This effect lasts for three posts, and must be appropriate to the item it is being applied to.]

How to Use: [Mentioned above.]

Drawbacks: [Weapons and armor made through this technique last five posts in combat, turning to ash once the technique ends. Applying the effect of an item damages the item it is applied to, and its durability is reduced by 25%. Only one item can be created at any given time. Conservation of mass cannot be broken through this technique. If an item is bigger than the matter implies it should be, it will be hollow, to some degree. Making items more hollow than they should, will reduce its durability by 1% for every 5% larger the item should be. Compressing the density will either increase the weight of the item, or will just take the material needed to make the new item in question.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [Well I might as well have one. So yes.]

[Maria Ashwin]

' being  Second  best....isn't  so  bad' 11 paragraphs 23 paragraphs total so far

1.) Marik would watch as her cero carved it's way through the kiatia shop destroying a great deal of the surrounding area , and preparing to expand and explode that was until it started compressing in on itself within the confines of the rubble. 'somtimes i forget how much of a bother that damn technique is' she would think to herself sheething her blade.

2.) A disarming act for most but marik herself believed that she was far more lethal than if she where armed or weilding a blade. Bracing herself for an attack she would find herself suprised for lack of better words as the cero was re-directed upward into the sky above. the air rippling with force as he did so.

3.) 'that seems like such a damn waste of an attack..redirecting another's attack is straining on the body...and leaves the flesh burned if used too much; you won't have an arm if used to much , I know I can mitigate the damage by regenerating a new limb....but can he?' she would mull over to herself as the cero died down , looking over the true kitai in all his glory the one thing sticking out the most in this moment was the mask..or was it his face.

4.) the damn thing made her break out in a cold sweat , cami had a mask , that beast in the desert had a mask! That bleeding heart kazuhiko had a GOD DAMN MASK!! every time marik had faced down one a being wearing one they had either been met with the sight of ungodly hidden power , or have the tables flipped on them in a fight where they where pushing through their targets defenses.

5.) Her mind tuning back in as she saw him whip out a doorknob and watching him open a portal , "OH HELL NO!!" she would blurt as she vaulted off the rooftop after him at top speed in a burst of speed. Kitai reaching the other side first as he was the first man through left he sailing through the void between worlds for a brief moment.

6.) Just like kitai was useing this time to prep so was she , as fast as she was moving she didn't have time to do a whole lot and would reach into her back pocket pulling out a small plastic wrapped tart shaped pastry. popping it into her mouth plastic and all and began chewing. her teeth shredding the plastic doing her best swallow the tart and sift the plastic with her tounge.

7.) Exiting the portal she would find herself standing three point six meters away from the devil she was hunting , it was rather sobering to see him like this why marik hadn't taken the chance to kill him swiftly back in the human world well...where was the fun in a fight that was over in an instant, The instant the portal was yoinked out of existance she would be on guard.

8.) A small smile would cross her lips after kitai shot his question forth , "attacking las noches has it's price , and im just following orders ~" she would say in that instant activating her blade which due to kitai's low sens's the technique would appear invisble to him , activating her sonido gara swiping twice with her left hand and lowering it back to her side while the righ remained on the hilt of her blade.

9.) The swipe of the arm swipes with the blade hand technique would be the catalyst for his true atack not know how fast kitai was , or how durable these new sets of clothes where she decided to push him back as well as attempt to do some damage. Due to the gonzo tart bolstering her for a brief moment and still being at the peak of her stamina the initation the fire two viento divi's would happen at a speed of twenty four thousand.

10.) The pressurized air slash itself would fly the short distance between kitai and marik with a speed of twelve hundred , angled in such a way that it would look like a wide 'X' the top of the X's would be aimed to take off his hands at the four arm while the bottom would be aimed to slash through the mid-area of his thighs. where the attacks met in the middle would be just below the groin.

11.) If the attack makes it through the armor kitai may be rendered limbless while if it wasn't , kitai may find himself thrown back a total of thirty meters. While it was made to mimic a shockwave the tech itself wasn't. 'lets see if even registers this' she would think to herself as the attack was launched

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{Stats}Strength: 200->[100]

Speed: 400->[1200]



Spiritual Pressure: 400

Riatsu Strength: 400->[500]->[1500]



Light Aura: 100

Dark Aura: 0



Instinct: 200 ->[300]

Sense: 200



Energy Sensory: 100->[50]

Healing Expertise: 400

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{Items on Hand}R-Siphon (Class 1)
Copycat-tatoo (Class 1)
Burden (Class 1)
Rat Bullets (x10)
Beat Stick x2 (Class 1)

1 (1200->1300):
Corrosive E.(100)
Release E. (N/A)

2 (1200->1200):
Release E. (N/A)

A Propper Uniform (Class 1)
Bionic Voice Implant (Class 1)
Gonzo Tart (x2)
Taro Card: Chariot (class 1)
Decoy Zan (Class 1)
IP: 1100
(Refresh Poison: x3)

Artificial Zanpukto (class 1)

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{Techs Used}N/A
Viento Divi- 600 Riatsu Spent (Shot x2 class 2 wind slashes at kitai , they ar shaped into a wide X with the hopes of either pushing him away or removing his limbs)
Blade hand- 75 Riatsu Spent Class 1 Blade hand was used to initate the viento divi
Sonido Gara-150 Riatsu Spent (due to type steps are given a +5x boost raising mariks step to 18x through the use of a gozo tart it is now 20x for the next two posts

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4000/4000
-825
+500 from r-siphon
3675/4000

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Combat Post: 2

[Kitai Yoru]

Las Noches? Las Noches!? That was the reason he was getting jumped by some neon green harlot!? He wanted to retort, he really did, but before he could even get a word in edgewise, he felt two attacks. Two attacks that were launched so quickly, that he only knew they were two by the fact he was launched spinning backwards, his legs flying up past his ears and arms flying wide to the sides as the invisible blade of wind impacted the ground, launching them away. His mask got a face full of sand, irritating his eyes, blinding him momentarily. Kitai wasn't exactly having fun at the moment.

He slammed into the ground a moment later, knowing that his Steel Silk was destroyed near instantly, otherwise his limbs would still be attached to him. This woman, much like the last one he fought, wasn't playing around. He thinks, anyway, otherwise she would have gone for his throat. Maybe she was messing with him? Not the point. The point was that he was mad. So, the moment he touched the ground, he decided to stop playing nice. His body started to glow. His features became more wispy, as if he were no longer solid. The dust he had inadvertently kicked up began to shine.

"Hehehehehe." A slow and eerie laugh filled the air. Black fog crawled along the dunes of Hueco Mundo, chilling the air even further. "It's been awhile since someone came this close to killing me! Hehehehehe." Despite Marik's below average energy sensing capabilities, even she would feel a massive surge of reiatsu from inside the dust and sand. "Haaaahahahahaha!" Kitai... walked out of the obscuring sand that littered the air. His legs were back, and his body looked stranger than it did when he entered.

Smoke wrapped around his waist like a robe, covering the ground beneath him, following his every step. "Tell you what! Once I'm done with you, I'm going right back to Las Nachos! I'll burn it to the ground, and make you all pay me to rebuild it! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He points a finger at the disguised Espada, and the mists around him stretched and bloomed, exploding with motion as beasts emerged from its hellish wisps. Twenty nightmares were forced into existence that day, twenty were made flesh and hate.

Five looked like copies of Rio in his resurrection form, bellowing out in anger to the skies. Another five looked like they were fish merged with humans, and looked all the more hideous for it. Those were modeled after Orobus, given his appearance here last time. Five more filled the skies, birds of all sorts. An eagle, an owl, a vulture, a robin, and a hummingbird took to the skies, soaring through the air faster than any real bird could. They let their displeasure be known through their screaming cries.

And lastly, ten looked identical to Kitai as he was now. Clones, so to speak. These last five were the only ones sized appropriately. The other ten beasts were colossal in size, each easily fifty feet in height. They all glared hatefully at Marik, before charging in at once. Their battle cries could likely be heard for miles, as they rushed for the woman who stood against their creator. Not out of some sense of loyalty, however. No, that thinking was too advanced for these abominations. Their only desire was to end life, and Marik was the only life they could end for miles.

They boasted a strength and durability of 800, with a speed of merely 400. For most, a force like this would spell doom to any army. For Marik, well, Kitai would have to see how slowly or quickly they managed to wipe them out. The Lunatic himself, however, would not sit idly by. His form lost its shape entirely, looking like formless fire. He had become a living inferno, fires that could not so easily be put out or destroyed. His Faustian Bargain had charged his Black Fog to the point where he could summon twenty Fog Beasts at once, and now? Now he slithered under the sands, melting his way into the dunes below, watching the battle through his X-Ray Contacts. "Good luck!~" He said, before vanishing entirely.

Living Inferno: 400
Black Fog: 350
Faustian Bargain: 10,000
Reiatsu Remaining: 3,100/20,000

Out of Hell posts: 46/100
Dark Skill Cooldown: 2/3
Faustian Bargain: One post

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{Techs Used}

Technique Name: [Living Inferno]

Class: [5,3,1]

Technique Type: [Reiatsu]

Usable By: [Hellions]

Technique Element: [Fire]

Technique Description and Effects: [The bodies of all Sinners are created from the fire and brimstone, given shape and mass by magics not understood by the creatures themselves. But those who seek the knowledge tend to stumble across this technique. This technique allows the Sinner to revert their bodies back into the Hellfire they're spawned from. This transformation comes in three stages, each with clear differences in power and efficiency.

The class 5 version of this technique allows the users a partial transformation of their limbs, converting to a solid fire that burns with either the power of the user's highest spiritual stat. These flames convert all the way up to the elbows for the arms, and the knees downwards for the legs. While in a flaming state, the limbs can stretch and change shape to the user's will, up to ten feet in length. These limbs are still bound by the physical stats of the user, moving as fast as the user, and punching as hard as the user. These limbs cannot be regrown. Costs 100 reiatsu per post.

The class 3 version improves upon its class 5 counterpart, completely converting the lower half of the body, and goes all the way to the shoulders for the arms. These fires still burn like the do for their previous version, and can be manipulated in the same manner. With this version though, the user has learned to rekindle their bodies, allowing them to regrow lost or damaged limbs, be the damaged before the technique is activated, or while the technique is active. This 'Rekindling' is a slow process at this stage, taking two posts to regrow them, and costs an extra 50 reiatsu per post. This can be ignored if the user has a faster form of healing limbs, like HSR. This technique costs 200 reiatsu per post.

Ahh class 1, the magnum opus for this technique. As before, the technique still burns with either the user's highest spiritual stat, or 600, whichever is higher. But unlike before, the user can fully convert their body into the flames of Hell. The user can grow as large as they want, up to 40 feet in height, and can ignore the height requirements. The flames are only semi-solid at this level, and techniques can pass through the user without ending the user's life. Costs 400 reiatsu per post]

How to use technique: [Pay Reiatsu]

Technique Drawbacks: [You didn't think a power like this came without its price, did you? There's always a price, and this one is steep. On top of the reiatsu costs per post, each level of this technique requires the user to have a point in either Pain Tolerance, or Anti-Torture. Strength of Will does not count. The class 5 version would only require one point in either of the two skills, the class 3 would require two points in either of them, while the class 1 would require three.

This is far from the only drawback, as being transformed into flames wracks your health in more ways than one. While this transformation can theoretically last till the user's reiatsu pool runs dry, this technique slowly starts to cook the user. Understanding how to partially revert the body back into flames isn't a perfect process for the denizens of Hell, especially when the process isn't fully understood. While this technique is active, the flames of Hell burn away the soul, not just the body, and thus puts them on a timer, even with something as amazing as high speed regeneration. Without having points in Heat Resistance, this technique will leave the soul of the user in cinders after about six posts, with each level of Heat Resistance adding another post to stave off the inevitable fiery end. If the user is killed by the technique, they will respawn in Hell like normal, but with their stats halved for one thread.]

Made By: Kitai Yoru

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Technique Name: The Black Fog

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Hell Techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Shadow]

Technique Fluff: [Those who fear the darkness are wise. Evil in its most primal form thrives in the shadows, always on the edge of the light. But while it is rare when the shadows of the underworld touch the land of the living, the results are always spoken of for generations. The Black Fog is an ability generated by those who have seen the proverbial void, and gazed into it. These people are those with hearts blacker than most, and live in perpetual chaos, misery, and hate. Those who use this technique are often those who have given up on life, and have let themselves fall into despair, or have done so at least once in their existence. This ability was made to show that, no matter how much hope there is the world, and no matter how happy the world becomes, evil will never leave the hearts of mankind, and will always linger. The darkest shadows linger behind the brightest lights.

The Black Fog is generated from the soul of the user, spilling from their chests, completely enshrouding their lower bodies in a mist of darkness at all times. From there, the fog begins to spread over the ground, seemingly consuming it, with the top of it lingering three feet above it. The Black Fog is thick to the point where no light can ever pierce it, consuming it in its entirety. The mist does more than feed off the light however. The shadows absorb all forms of energy that come into contact with it, be it heat, light, or reiatsu. Especially reiatsu.

The air above the fog is quickly drained of any lingering reiatsu, preventing anyone from creating airground platforms of any kind, as well as preventing any stepping abilities. However, those who stand in the blackened air start to suffer from the effects of this immediately. The moment anyone comes into contact with it will quickly lose their power, before fading away beneath the darkness, never to be seen again.

But this isn't what makes this ability so feared, although that is a part of it. The darkness is a sponge for souls, but it doesn't let that energy go to waste. Once it has absorbed enough souls, this ability starts to create monsters. Often titanic beings of pure hate and rage emerge from the shadows, climbing out of the nothing, existing for only destruction. The monsters can take on many forms, ranging from ogers, wolves, or even the well known dragon. These creatures stand anywhere from seven feet in height, to a towering fifty.

The being are extremely durable as well, needing the strongest of champions to slay them. The Black Fog naturally doesn't harm them, and are immune to the effects of it. No matter their shape, these creatures are only as smart as an animal, beatial in thought, maybe as smart as a lion.

All the air above the mist is stripped of reiatsu, no matter the distance. Any ability that touches the fog is absorbed, so long as the offensive stat is lower than the user's, adding the reiatsu used for the ability to the reiatsu counter.]


Technique Effects:

A Black mist spills out of the user's chest, quickly covering the ground around them, hovering two feet off the lowest surface. The Mist spreads five feet per post, times how many posts it has been active. 1 post equals five feet, 2 is ten, 3 fifteen, and so on. The air above the Black Fog cannot be used for any form of airground above it. Anyone in the fog loses 250 reiatsu per post, and loses the same amount just by touching it. Non- spiritual humans, plants, and animals die instantly when they come into contact with the fog.

Any techs used while inside the fog will charge the fog by half the amount paid for the original tech. Once the fog has collected 500 reiatsu, the user can summon a creature of the writer's choice to attack or cause general chaos. The user is also able to wait, and have the fog store its reiatsu in order to summon multiple beasts at once. The creature does not obey the caster, nor is it affected by the draining effects of the fog.

The stats of the creatures are always 800 strength, 400 speed, and 150 in all sensory stats, with 800 durability. The user is able to pay 500 in order to charge the mist. The Cost to maintain is 100 reiatsu, and is used to charge the fog. Fog lasts three posts after the user stops paying for it, and is unable to summon beasts after they stop.

How to use technique: [Mentioned above]

Technique Drawbacks: [The Black Fog, cannot be thrown around like a weapon, and will only remain on the ground, and around the user's lower body. Kicking with the fog around their legs will not drain opponents of reiatsu. The user is not immune to the draining effects of the fog, and is drained every post. Monsters will not obey anything the caster of the Fog commands of them.]

Incantation and Effect:

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

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Technique Name: Faustian Bargain

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Saika Technique]

Usable By: [Saika]

Technique Element: [Reiatsu, if any]

Technique Description and Effects: [The Faustian Bargain is a technique born out of desperation for the Saika. The user pays any amount of reiatsu they wish, concentrating it into a super dense ball of reiatsu. This ball is then sucked into a small portal to Hell to grow. For every post it is in Hell, the ball absorbs reiatsu, equal to 25% of what it was initially sent in with. At any point, the user can draw the ball out of Hell, and consume the reiatsu to add the reiatsu back to their reserves. For example, if the user were to send 1000 reiatsu into Hell, and waited four posts, it would come back with 2000, and they would gain that to their reiatsu pool.]

How to use technique: [Stated above.]

Technique Drawbacks: [This ability is directly messing with Hell, a very bad thing for any Saika. As such, for every post that the ball of Reiatsu is in Hell, the Saika loses an extra post out of Hell. This means if the ball was in Hell for four posts, they would lose four extra posts, on top of their normal out of Hell count.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

[Maria Ashwin]

' being  Second  best....isn't  so  bad' 7 paragraphs 30 paragraphs total so far

1.) The neon green haired disguised espada would let her smile fade as it formed into a scowl, with the way rio struggled against such a creature she imagine the being known as kitai yoru would put up a fight tant amount to that of a feral racoon. 'his reaction time appears to be that of a human' she would think to herself as watched kitai flew away. Carried by the force of her swings.

2.) In the midst of the limbless kitai flying away , the segunda espada would coaless and calcify her spirit energy upon her tongue forming a small one inch black pearl. Spitting it upon the dunes gently covering it with sand and then transfusing a mass quantity of spirit energy within it causing the iris of her right eye to glow.

3.) The iris itself glowing a faint neon green , only looking up once the hellion was once again speaking. 'hmm so he's alive' she would question to herself  , he seemed to be able to act similar to cami and pupeteer his body around untill he was able to heal himself which in of itself was rather bothersome in the grand scheme of things.

4.) Taking her hands off the hilt of her blade she would watch as the man summoned a veritable hoard of beast's and...was that a copy of rio? either this man was desperate or setting up for something big , and marik didn't want to find out what that lunatic was planning. Although she had to admit it was nice to finally be able to show just what she was capable of. 

5.) Her face remaining neutral as kitai said those magical words and made his way down to hide [smear:ff0000]'good luck~'[/smear:ac1c1c], those words would cause chaos unmatched by even the invasion of soul society as every single abomination kitai had summoned would rush forward. Which as these creatures all converged on marik at a speed of four hundred '400'

6.) She simply sonido'ed backwards a total of one hundred and fifty five meters '155' , in that same instance an explosion moving at eight hundred '800' speed would rapidly expand consuming the summons that had been brought to the board. the blast itself having a 150 meter diameter and burrows 500 meters beneath the place it was placed. The cero's explosion also has a skyward vertical extension of 200 meters.

7.) The explosion would attempt to carve downward to slam Kitai with an immense amount of rubble and sand before it cooked him in the spiritual energies that marik had infused into the cero. When the explosion would clear there wouldn't even be dust that remained as the cero liquified everything it touched , 

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{Stats}Strength: 200->[100]

Speed: 400->[1200]



Spiritual Pressure: 400

Riatsu Strength: 400->[500]->[1500]



Light Aura: 100

Dark Aura: 0



Instinct: 200 ->[300]

Sense: 200



Energy Sensory: 100->[50]

Healing Expertise: 400

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{Items on Hand}R-Siphon (Class 1)
Copycat-tatoo (Class 1)
Burden (Class 1)
Rat Bullets (x10)
Beat Stick x2 (Class 1)

1 (1200->1300):
Corrosive E.(100)
Release E. (N/A)

2 (1200->1200):
Release E. (N/A)

A Propper Uniform (Class 1)
Bionic Voice Implant (Class 1)
Gonzo Tart (x2)
Taro Card: Chariot (class 1)
Decoy Zan (Class 1)
IP: 1100
(Refresh Poison: x3)

Artificial Zanpukto (class 1)

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{Techs Used}N/A
Cero Liquifo- 800 Riatsu Spent (put a cero liquifo into a class 7 judan)
Judan - 75 Riatsu Spent Class 1 Blade hand was used to initate the viento divi
Sonido-100 Riatsu Spent (sonido'ed out of blast radius)

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3675/4000
r-siphon +500
4000/4000
-975
3025/4000

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Combat Post: 3

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai was never one to be idle in a fight as high stakes as this. Unpredictability was something he lived and breathed, and this was no different. The moment he was under the ground, he dropped his inferno form, and grasped at the sand. Turning your body and soul into fire wasn't something that could be done lightly, nor could it be maintained forever. He used it to regenerate his limbs, and to obscure himself, and that had bought him a moment or two. The ground around him began to glow, as he began to work his magic with the materials around him, forming a dome to something more impressive.

The beasts, oh how he loved using them. They were might enemies for those of insignificant power, and usually decent distractions for those average or above. Usually, in this case, not applying to the green haired arrancar, as their speed eclipsed the beasts by almost an order of magnitude, vanishing and reappearing a distance away, almost leaving the range of his contacts. She was a blip in the distance for what he could see, but he knew they were preparing something big and destructive. It's what he would have done at that range. If he'd bothered give himself some range, anyway.

Kitai wasn't always one for a tactical retreat, but every now and then... Speaking of, the woman apparently was more dangerous that he had given her credit for as the entire area was vaporized. Like, no charge up, no flash of light, just some invisible burst of energy, and everything suddenly went from sand, to liquid rock. Not magma, liquid quarts. He got to watch the beasts he had painstakingly made melt as if they bore witness to the arc of the covenant. Like smoothies. And much like a lighter liquid getting dropped into a denser one, they sort of just floated on the top.

"What in the fuck?" Kitai couldn't help but mutter to himself, very glad he had predicted this. "Whelp. Screw sticking around here." He once again said to himself, flicking some switches on the newly created dashboard. The engines roared to life, bubbles forming atop the liquid sand. It exploded a moment later, as an airliner burst out of the newly devastated landscape. It was quite horrifying how much destructive happened out of nowhere. Either way, he was flying up up and away from this clusterfuck of an attack.

The plane was heavily damaged from that attack, with bits and pieces were melting away, filled with holes from that attack. "Man, that sucker did some damage. Whelp, time to undo that!" The holes were quickly filling themselves, repairing the damage through raw reiatsu. Kitai felt he was relatively safe, but something on the dashboard caught his eye. The fuel gauge was running lower than he'd prefer. "It'll all be worth it in a second of two, don't you worry!" He said to... once again, not a single person other than himself.

Creation of All Things: 700+250
Reiatsu Remaining: 2,150/20,000

Out of Hell posts: 44/100
Dark Skill Cooldown: 3/3
Faustian Bargain: Two posts

[Maria Ashwin]

' being  Second  best....isn't  so  bad' 6 paragraphs 36 paragraphs total so far

1.) Marik would look at the devastation she had wrought , about sweat dotting her brow as she caught her breath sand blistering past her. this amount of spirit energy was taxing on her but nothing she couldn't handle thus far although upon seeing the rising monument that appeared to be kitai class Boeing ship rising out the slush she would grit her teeth.

2.) A great surge of power rushing through marik as they burned thier reserves to further enhance the potency of thier techniques , trickles of blood would begin running from her left eye as she pushed her body past it's limits. Her vision going spotty for just a moment as her own spirit energy was turning inward lash out like a rabid dog that new not it's master.

3.) A cylindrical Judan in the shape of a cigarette would form in her hand as she once again transfused , it with her spirit energy once more a small garganta forming just below it in the palm of her hand. The judan vanishing into the garganta and flying through the voids between worlds ten small tears opening  just out of view above the cock pit of the plane.

4.) That bastard had gotten a mile out , already and she wasn't letting him any father! the cylinders would all appear in a circle half standing half on thier sides ; then they would all go off simontainsiouly creating a massive all consuming explosion of bright neon green light. The shockwave rippling out and carrying with it dust and debris.

5.) She would shield her eyes from the light as the explosion would all go off , melting through the hull of the plane , the combined spirit energy radiating in the sky like a looming beacon of death. That blast would remain for several seconds before the light dimmed and began to fade a massive crater formed beneath the blast zone. 

6.) "if her survived that....then i dont have a chance in hell" she would rasp out as she wiped the blood from her eye running at top speed headed to the crater location for some sighn of either kitai or the plane. 'i need to confirm the kill or kohai won't belive a damn thing i say pompious jack ass!!' she would think to herself regretting having to take on kitai at all.

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{Stats}Strength: 200->[100]
Speed: 400->[1200]

Spiritual Pressure: 400->[-100]->[300]
Riatsu Strength: 400->[500+100=600]->[1800]

Light Aura: 100
Dark Aura: 0

Instinct: 200 ->[300]
Sense: 200

Energy Sensory: 100->[50]
Healing Expertise: 400

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{Items on Hand}R-Siphon (Class 1)
Copycat-tatoo (Class 1)
Burden (Class 1)
Rat Bullets (x10)
Beat Stick x2 (Class 1)

1 (1200->1300):
Corrosive E.(100)
Release E. (N/A)

2 (1200->1200):
Release E. (N/A)

A Propper Uniform (Class 1)
Bionic Voice Implant (Class 1)
Gonzo Tart (x2)
Taro Card: Chariot (class 1)
Decoy Zan (Class 1)
IP: 1100
(Refresh Poison: x3)

Artificial Zanpukto (class 1)

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{Techs Used}N/A
Cero Liquifo- 800 Riatsu Spent (put a cero liquifo into a class 7 judan)
Judan - 75 Riatsu Spent Class 5 judan was used
Garganta destraza-100 Riatsu Spent (sonido'ed out of blast radius)

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3025/4000
+500-rsiphon
3525/4000
-1312
-1000 for RS transfer
712/3000 pool remaining

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Combat Post: 4

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai groaned in relief as he recreated his gigai. There wasn't a flash of light to it, nor a burst of power. Were anyone watching, it would look like Kitai went from his cloaked form, back to human. Faster than the blink of an eye, he was back to normal. "Fuck that's good." He said to himself. Even though he was back in his preferred form, he couldn't get complacent. This chick had a lot of range, and he was sure she could hit his plane, even with as much distance he had on her. He extended his left hand, a tear in space formed around it, a screaming could be heard from the other side.

When he pulled out his hand, a blood red marble was clenched in his fist. "Bottoms up!" The lunatic laughed as he dropped the orb into his mouth. It didn't taste like anything to him, but it was made of his own reiatsu. He was sure it would have a rather vile flavor to anyone else if they managed to eat it. His body bulged out, barely able to contain the sudden burst of reiatsu, as his reserves were nearly returned to full. He quickly made another orb of reiatsu, slamming it back into the portal as it closed. "Ugh. I always forget how bad that can get." His body was slowly returning to its normal shape.

There was a lull in the battle, a few scant moments for Kitai to breath and think. "Okay, green haired Arrancar, mad that I invaded Las Nachos. That sounds rather familial. Is she related to-" That was about as far as his train of thought was allowed to go, as he a flash of something above the cockpit windows. It was a small thing, something he almost didn't notice, but his eyes weren't that good to know what it might have been, and he was traveling too fast to tell for sure anyway. And then the sun rose in Hueco Mundo.

Green consumed his vision from every direction. He tried to block it out with his hands, putting them in front of his face, but that's when he felt it. The attack was the same as the one before, quickly melting through the plane, hitting Kitai from all angles. Kitai didn't know if he was screaming, either in surprise or in pain, as he died for a second time that day. He was thrown from his freshly made corporeal form, as something bubbled in his mind. An emotion, one that was raw and untamed, a sin that consumed lesser men.

"WRAAAAATH!"

Kitai roared out, as the world continued exploding around him. There was so much power behind this attack, he was blinded by this stupid color! He hated it, he hated everything! Why wouldn't it all just- "DIIIIIIIIIIE!" He let out another primal yell, one he still wasn't sure he could actually hear, and didn't care. Nothing mattered more in this moment than killing the green. He tried to grab it with both hands, but couldn't feel one of them. "Traitor!" He screamed, as his one working limb sank its fingers into the reitasu, greedily drinking in the power, stealing some of the power behind the attack.

He tore his limb up, aiming where he was feeling the most amount of pressure, and let out a powerful blast of energy towards it. The powers mixed and clashed, nullifying one another. Kitai was falling now. It was a difficult thing to feel, given how much pain he was in. He started thrashing about, and could only feel his right arm. Not that he could see right now. His eyes were blind to all but the green sun. Like the worst flashbang in the world. He let out another wrathful roar, as his one good hand clawed at where his missing one was trying to reform.

The lava burned to the touch, but Wrath prevented further hard from coming to him. He tried to focus, he really did, but between the unbridled rage, on top of all the pain he was in, he couldn't focus enough to use his creation technique, which only further added to his wrath. He was screaming as he fell. Not in fear, but the incoherent yelling of a man drunk off his rage. He rubbed at his eyes, trying to blink away the color. He didn't know how ling it took him, but his vision returned, looking like he had a green filter on his perspective.

And the first thing he saw was the ground, as he slammed into it.

He impacted the ground like a meteor, burring himself deep into the desert. The ground appeared to be made of glass, but Kitai couldn't be asked to care right now. He was buried deeper than one might expect. Wrath burned through the glass and sand as if it weren't there, tunneling down straight into a cavernous place beneath the desert above. Kitai had managed to end up in the Menos Forest, slamming once again to the ground below. The rock was better able to hold his burning form, but he still found himself in a crater. He rubbed his head, before pushing himself up with the arm, slightly dazed from the experience. Color was starting to return to him. Examining his surroundings, he would see he was not alone.

The raging lunatic was surrounded by a group of menos, towering around and over him. Their blank, masked faces, staring at him with glowing red dots, rather than eyes. Kitai grit his teeth in anger. "So, just because your eyes are color and not eyes, and you have all your limbs, you think you're better than me! YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME!?" He tried to raise his hand at the Hollows, but this caused him to faceplant back into the rock. His vision shifted from green, to red.

"I'LL BURN YOU ALIVE!"

Darkskill Level 1: 537
Faustian Bargain: +15,000
Faustian Bargain: -15,000
Mark of Sin Wrath: 250
Redirection: 800
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 562/20,000

Total Reiatsu Spent: 33,638
Out of Hell Posts: 17
Faustian Bargain: One Post
Dark Skill Cooldown: 1/3

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{Mark of Sin: Wrath}Technique Name: Mark of Sin: Wrath

Class: [2]

Technique Type: [General Sinner techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Physical]

Technique Description and Effects: [Being stuck in the bad end of the afterlife tends to bring out of some of the more negative aspects of the soul. One of seven that can be concentrated and brought forth in a physical form. This manifests as a mark on the body. For Wrath, this mark is branded on the inside of the right forearm. When activated, the user gives into their rage and anger, showing their hate for the world. Their bodies burn with a power they normally wouldn't be able to muster up. Anything that comes into contact with their bodies at this time will be damaged and burnt from the raw power they're letting off. Even brief interactions with the user in this state can melt skin. Lasts two posts.

Their body burns with the power of their original highest offensive stat, destroying anything with less than three quarters of it, and blocking anything above that. Attacks with a higher offensive stat will be undamaged.]

How to use technique: [User gives into their emotion, becoming the embodiment of Wrath, losing the ability to strategize. Costs 250 reiatsu.]

Technique Drawbacks: [The user must give into their emotion in order to use this ability, severely limiting their ability to think coherently, let alone form strategies. They can still use abilities, but not in any tactical way. After the ability ends, the user is left fatigued, their body not able to maintain full power afterward. Physicals are halved. Cooldown, 5 posts.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [Yes]

[Maria Ashwin]

' being  Second  best....isn't  so  bad' 5 paragraphs 43 paragraphs total so far

1. ) Marik would squint as the light of the cero  would cast light in all directions , in a moment of craziness marik had brought day time to hueco mundo. for the first time in existance the black sky of hueco mundo would be green , the realm itself rippling from the force of the explosion. The sheer concentration of the spirit energy in the attack exceeded any attack marik had ever or may ever do.

2.) while impressive in all sense of the word it was taking a heavy toll on her body, her legs screaming as she bolted through the mile wide crater. The glass crunching beneath her heal as her head was on swivel searching for kitai luckily the saika made it easy screaming his lungs out as he fell. 'why is he screaming?'

3.) In a burst of sonido she would dash foward while channeling riatsu through her organs hyper compressing the riatsu in her left kidney , pulsing and feeding the riatsu out in burst's causing hypersonic vibrations to take place the organ itself wasn't taking damage yet , but that much spirit energy being compacted into an organ and the released in bursts would later wreck havoc upon marik's own internals.

4. Marik would launch a punch with the aid of sonido gara as soon as she appeared before the hellion , griiting her teeth as the heat of the hellfire around kitai permiated through her barrier of outward force. while the flames did no harm to her the mere fact it was hell fire meant she'd be feeling some heat regardless of what defenses she may have present.

5. The flames themselves where slightly less refined than the riatsu and rings of force racing along her body at unimaginable speeds , which in this instance had given her the edge she had needed. The flames of hell kitai had cloaked himself in being one tier below what she herself could do in raw output , bringing it down to power vs power.

6. the flames themselves would stave off a good portion of mariks own attack but wouldnt stop it all , the flames in question having two thousand '2000' os while mariks strike carried three thousand '3000'. The flames shaving off two thousand due to losing the clash yet being made to defend kitai against higher tier attack.

7. Meaning that should this strike land kitai's brain along with the rest of the organs in his skull will be tanking the remaining one thousand '1000' os of the attack. Marik is unsure of how kitai's regeneration works but she stands to reason that if she takes the head of the hydra, it no longer will rise to further stand against her will.

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{Stats}Strength: 200->[100]
Speed: 400->[1200]

Spiritual Pressure: 400->[-100]->[300]
Riatsu Strength: 400->[500+100=600]->[1800]

Light Aura: 100
Dark Aura: 0

Instinct: 200 ->[300]
Sense: 200

Energy Sensory: 100->[50]
Healing Expertise: 400

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{Items on Hand}R-Siphon (Class 1)
Copycat-tatoo (Class 1)
Burden (Class 1)
Rat Bullets (x10)
Beat Stick x2 (Class 1)

1 (1200->1300):
Corrosive E.(100)
Release E. (N/A)

2 (1200->1200):
Release E. (N/A)

A Propper Uniform (Class 1)
Bionic Voice Implant (Class 1)
Gonzo Tart (x2)
Taro Card: Chariot (class 1)
Decoy Zan (Class 1)
IP: 1100
(Refresh Poison: x3)

Artificial Zanpukto (class 1)

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{Techs Used}N/A
Saigo no kōkyōkyoku- 800 Riatsu Spent to activate kōkyōkyoku
Sonido Gara - 150 Riatsu spent 15,600 speed punch to the face
Sonido-100 Riatsu Spent (sonido'ed to kitai at 21,600 speed)

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712/3000
+500
1212/3000
-1050
162/3000

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Combat Post: 5
1. PENALTIE ACTIVIATED
5 posts - Fatigued, greatly drained of stamina and energy. Movement becomes much, much harder. Increased step speed can only be used twice a post.

[Kitai Yoru]

Good things never lasted forever. No matter how much you prepared, no matter how much you struggled, the end always came. This was just one of those times, and he hadn't been expecting it. That's how life was, wasn't it. It's always the one time you let your guard down. Kitai didn't even have time to process what was going on, before his head was suddenly missing from his shoulders. Apparently the arrancar had the means to punch though his Wrath, and then some, as his skull was blown into bloody pieces against the new glass crater Hueco Mundo had gained from this fight.

His torso flipped around from the force of the attack, slamming to the hard surface with a sickening crack. The power faded from the corpse, or what remained of it, protecting it no longer. Lava poring from the holes of his clothes, hissing and popping along the glass, leaving a another scar on the new landscape. Who could say how long that would remain, the harsh desert winds and sandstorms would bury it in time. All things faded. The chains that had been wrapped around his arms and legs, hidden as best they could be, started to glow.

The air chilled, growing colder by the second. The chains snapped up to the sky, with something unholy appearing. The Gates of Hell were made manifest, opening up, just for Kitai. Screams of the damned could be heard from the other side, almost shaking the world itself as the smell of brimstone filled the air. The pieces of the Lunatic were dragged into the maw of the abyss, with Kitai too dead to react, as he fell back into Hell for the first time in years. It would be a rude awakening, that was for certain. The guardian skeletons slammed the doors, and began to return to the nothingness they had emerged from. The empty sockets leering at the Espada as they vanished.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

6 posts from Marik, meaning 450 TP, +13 paragraphs after 5 meaning +130 TP, totaling 10 580 TP! Add on +300 victory TP, and +12,000 from the bounty, meaning 12,880 TP total! +10%, meaning 14,170 after rounding a terrible number!

6 posts from Kitai, meaning 450 TP, +12 paragraphs after 5 meaning +120 TP, totaling 570 TP! +10%, meaning 630 after rounding a terrible number!