True Spirit 2.0 (R, Hard)

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Quest Name:[/b] [True Spirit]

Who can participate?:[/b] [Shinigami only]

Quest Time Frame (How long it takes):[/b] [5+ pages]

Quest Setting (NDE/DE):[/b] [NDE]

Quest Synopsis:[/b] [
: [It started with a fog.

A mysterious white fog, creeping from the highest point of the mountains, spread into the Soul Society. It was unstoppable, for every being that touched it passed out. In minutes, all of the Soul Society was under.

This didn't last long.

The fog, gone with the sun, had done more than put people to sleep. All who touched it were forced from their bodies and into a familiar, but jarring, place, a place that most would see but rarely; their zanpakutous world. They would be unable to escape, only view the world through the eyes of the spirit.

More importantly, their spirits woke as a physical entity, inside the Soul Society. They were no longer manifestations of spirit, but creatures of flesh and blood. And they felt no draw to their world anymore. They were free.]

Maximum Number of Participants:[/b] [5]

Overall Goal:[/b] Catch the bad guys and restore the Soul Society to normal.

Number of missions involved:[/b] [Four]

BASIC Synopsis of each Quest mission:[/b] [Mission One - Find out what happened ] The Soul Society is in absolute chaos as the zanpakutou spirits run free, pursuing their most earthly desires. Surely someone knew what happened ... Find out exactly what happened to change the world in such a way.

[Mission 2 - Fight your way free] It appears that several zanpakutou spirits found out your intention to restore the worlds. They've inflamed the rest of the spirits against you, and now the race is on; leave the Seiretei for the Big Mountain before its too late.

[Mission 3 - Escape] Through no fault of your own, they've captured you and now they're dragging you into a deep pit, presumable to rot. Find a way out before its too late.

[Mission 4 - Make your way up the mountain] You've emerged from at the bottom of the Big Mountain. Make your way up to the enemy base, but be careful ... Its not only the spirits of zanpakatou that haunt this land.

[Mission 5 - Infiltrate the base] You've arrived at their base. James bond your way in and find out how to reverse it. What could be simpler?

Recommended Class for entry:[/b] [3-1]

Special Conditions: [You're playing your zanpakutou spirit here. Some things are different. They possess the abilities they may in their inner world - for example, shape shifting - for no cost. Additionally, their stats and skills are different, maybe than their owners, though they have the same amount, so don't forget to allocate those. Most importantly, the Zanpakutou spirits can use Bankai, regardless of their level. Releasing is also free for them, since its just an expansion of their selves. ] - Any special conditions, limitations, or other things. [/b][/i]

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

It came in the night. A mist that crawled along the ground like a snake, black in color and completely odorless. In a matter of minutes, the entirety of the Rukongai was covered in it, where it abruptly stopped at the Seireitei gate, just lying in wait for the dawn. The first Shinigami to spot it immediately contacted the Twelfth Division for examination. And yet it waited. The Twelfth Division came out and looked it over to try and detect any malevolence or any sentience about it, but all they found was that it was simply waiting. Many Shinigami gathered on top of the Seireitei gate in order to look over at this black mist that had silently made its way around them. And when they did that, it waited no longer.

Suddenly the mist crashed against the Sekki Sekki walls like a tidal wave, pushing its way underneath and over top of the Gate. Every Shinigami that was touched by it started to spasm and pass out immediately. As they fell to the grounds, their bodies started to glow. The glow became blinding, and when it faded, the Shinigami had been replaced with their Zanpakutou Spirits. None of the Spirits were any larger than their Shinigami's own size, however they weren't forced into a humanoid form, remaining in their own natural forms that possibly were scaled down. Mass panic started to rifle through the ranks of the Gotei 13 as not even the Officers or even the Captains were immune to the mist that completely swallowed the entirety of the Soul Society.

The Soul Reapers found themselves waking up in their Inner Worlds, wandering as if they were their Zanpakutou Spirits, just waiting to be called on. It was a pretty boring environment, probably giving new respect for their Zanpakutou. On the other side, the Zanpakutou were waking up into a world that was completely foreign to them from this perspective, quite possibly a very unnerving first moment as their eyes were opened in a completely new way. For most of the Zanpakutou, they had never seen another like them, or any one else besides their Shinigami for that matter, so the less social ones were definitely more confused than others, most likely.

In the Commander's bunk in the Kidou Corps, something very strange was going on. The bed of the Commander, Kyomei Kuchiki, was rarely occupied these days, due to his adoption into the Noble Family, however on the night before he had chosen to join his subordinates in a game of cards that stretched far into the night. Rather than go back to the Kuchiki Mansion, he just retired to his bunk in the Barracks. If Kyomei had known about the mist and its effects beforehand, he would have laughed at it and probably bathed in it for the pure fun of doing so. Kyomei, since his time in the Academy, had grown a Spiritual Pressure so strong that it drowned out any sort of communication that could possibly be had with a Zanpakutou. Thus, he didn't have a Zanpakutou Spirit to trade places with. However, when the rest of the Spirits awoke from their beds, Kyomei was not the one under the covers of his bed.

What was in the Soul Reaper's place was a small creature, no bigger than a large house cat. It was pale blue in color, and its body was mostly round. It had rounded feet and a rounded head that tapered off to a point. Above the point of the tip of the head sat a yellow ball, and hanging down from the head were two small points that appeared to be like hair. The hands were not hands, but two pincer-like claws. The ends of the feet, hands, and hair-like spikes were a darker blue, and the creature had large, bright green eyes. At the center of its torso was a thin blue scar, stretching all the way from its neck to its hip. All-in-all, this was not the Kidou Corps Commander that the other Zanpakutou were looking at. Instead, it was the Zanpakutou that had been suppressed by Kyomei's Spiritual Pressure, now in flesh. The creature simply cocked its head to the side and blinked constantly in the sunlight, for it had never seen the light of day and also looked as if it had not yet figured out how to speak.

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{Kyomei's "Inner Spirit"}

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{Stats and Abilities}
Strength – [150] Points

Speed - [400] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [400 (x4.5)] 1800 Points

Reiatsu Strength - [400 (x4.5)] 1800 Points

Light Aura - 75 Points

Dark Aura - 25 Points

Instinct - [250] Points

Senses [125] Points

Energy sensory - [75] Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total SP: 1800 Points




Abilities



[Special Skill: Kidou] {3}

[Weapon Skill: Staff] {2}

[Calm mind] {3}

[Battle Skill: Other: Acrobatics] {3}

[Battle analysis] {3}

[Charisma/Leadership] {3}

[Mental Casting] {1}

[Nakazawa Meian]

Quite a memorable day today would certainly be! As the Gotei 13 was presumably under attack, Meian was at his spot in the Third Squad’s barracks, waiting for instructions. In such a situation, reports chaotically came and went, and it was very important to keep strong lines of Intel communication; as a result, several Shinigamis had been kept in every barracks, meant to ensure that important information was delivered to their frontline soldiers. Given the transmission purpose of his release, the young Meian had obviously been dispatched for this task; his powers could very well prove vital for an emergency broadcast.

As a result of this flow of information, though, the poor man was one of the first to learn of the threatening mist’s effect; an effect that surprised him. What’s the point of such an attack? A Zanpakutou’s nearly as dangerous as a Shinigami, probably even more for most… Is this meant as a disorganization? Maybe they plan to exploit the Zanpakutou’s differing ideals? … Whatever the case might be, it was no time to think of the consequences; the whole Gotei was at stake, here! Unfortunately, though, Meian would never have the time to dispatch this important information back to the frontlines; the mist had moved far too fast for that. They were soon threatened too, with the frontline assumed to be lost…

Seeing the mist approach at tremendous speed, panic settled within the barrack. Most tried to block off the doors and windows, a useless action; the walls were not sealed together, and as such the gas would certainly find a way in anyway. Worried about the state of the Seireitei, Meian quickly used his abilities to scout out the area. ”Tanchi Hatten.” The feedback he had, however, was horrific; throughout all the landscape, he could easily pinpoint what seemed to be several unconscious creatures; the Zanpakutous. Seeing how hopeless their situation was, the man still had one last hope. Under the confused stare of his comrades, Meian quickly took a meditative stance… he had taken his decision.

Setting foot on the shrine that enthroned his inner-world, Meian sat in the stairs and waited for his own Zanpakutou; he had a message to deliver. Of course, given the recent turn of events, she showed up nearly instantly, a clearly anxious look on her face. ”You’ve seen what’s happening, right?” ”Yes, I did… What’ll you do?” ”What I’ll do is… nothing.” A stare of surprise could briefly be seen; if there’s one thing Kaimamiru hadn’t expected, it’d be her wielder giving up like that. However, she did understand what he wanted. The girl couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the thought of what came up ahead, for her…

”Damn… you really are an idiot, you know that? …Alright, guess I can give it a try…” ”You’ve been watching me for too long, Kaimamiru; now’s your chance to take your own decisions, to live for yourself… use it well.” ”Hnf, sure will.” While Kaimamiru faded away, Meian stood up and went to the borders of his floating island, looking down to the stars. ”Hmm… It seems I’ll be the one watching you, now… as you wished.” On her side, a slightly confused Zanpakutou looked around, seeing this world with her own eyes, for once. Despite what had actually happened, the girl simply couldn’t repel the emotion that slowly took over; she was… cheerful.

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{Faceclaim}

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{Stats}Strength – 50 Points

Speed – (300 x 1,5) = 450 Points

Spiritual Pressure – 400 Points

Reiatsu Strength – (50 x 0,5) = 25 Points

Light Aura – 50 Points

Dark Aura – 50 Points

Instinct – (200 x 1,5) = 300 Points

Senses – (150 x 0,5) = 75 Points

Energy Sensory – 50 Points

Healing Expertise – 0 Points


Total SP: 1200 Points

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{Skills}

Abilities

• Sword Level 2
  
  
• Agility Level 2
  
  
• Battle Analysis Level 2
  
  
• Strength of Wills Level 2
  
  
• Pain Tolerance Level 2
  
  
• Sex Level 2
  

[Douma]

Kagami was not in a good mood. Why, one might ask? Well, for starters, it is because it was the middle of the night, and while everyone else in their right mind was out enjoying themselves, getting drunk out of their minds, and waking up next to a beautiful face without a name behind it, Kagami was sitting at his desk. The old man Captain Commander had thrown a little fit when he saw the long list of late reports still sitting on his Vice Captain’s desk so he forced the Lieutenant into catching up, a task that would take countless hours of reading reports, responding to requests, and assigning missions.

After several hours, when he was almost half-way through the first stack out of sixteen, the fog settled in. Kagami tried to figure out what was going on, but he soon lost complete control of his body. His legs gave out and he flailed as the ground didn’t slow before crashing against his face. Or maybe it was the other way around. And the rest happened in a blink. Kagami saw himself in his office, but, as his eyes shut for a split second, he found himself in the white labyrinth that was his Inner World.

Where Kagami’s body had been not a moment ago, a different figure was lying down. Her deep violet hair seemed to fix itself as she lifted her 5’5”, slim, curvy body off the ground. She wore a green jacket over a small white top that didn’t seem to both covering her abdomen. The young woman’s ocean blue eyes lit her face with curiousity as she examined the room while contemplating the situation. However, there was an eager, excited grin spreading across her face, shining almost as bright as her eyes. As she drew the jade green Zanpakuto that was chained to her hip, she knew one thing was certain. Anything that went on for Mai had to involve some sort of fight, and this would be no different. Unlike Kagami, Mai’s bloodthirst overpowers any other drive she has. “This is going to be fun.”

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{Shinikiro Mai}

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{Stats and Skills}Stats

Stats

Strength - [150] Points

Speed - [400] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [400] (800) Points

Reiatsu Strength - [150] Points

Light Aura - [65] Points

Dark Aura - [35] Points

Instinct - [200] Points

Senses - [100] Points

Energy sensory - [200] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1600] Points

Abilities

• [Weapons: Sword] {3}
  
  
• [War Strategy] {3}
  
  
• [Battle Analysis] {3}
  
  
• [Calm Mind] {1}
  
  
• [Battle: Projectiles] {2}
  
  
• [Analysis] {3}
  
  

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"It’s odd isn’t it, Shoku-chan?… Hehe….How’s it feel?"

“Quite good.” It was the deep voice that resonated that shocked him initially. Everything he said could now be heard. Laced with a Spanish accent. Perhaps heavier than Anastasia’s herself. It was the voice of a man who was not without experience. A voice that told many tales. He had to clear his throat. Odd was certainly one way of calling this phenomenon. Shokubai-En didn’t quite know how to explain it but, it was like he was alive again. It was thrilling to the young male. He hadn’t realized being trapped in a nagamaki for so long could be so stuffy. For once, Anastasia wasn’t the one pulling the strings anymore. It was someone far different and far off from the Kuchiki’s personality.

He heard his wielder giggling. “Who would’ve thought that fog was funky eh mate? Oh. This means I get ta be in yer ear and take over sometimes right?! We’re going to find ye a girlfriend!” He groaned, bringing his hands to his temples and massaging them… and then he stopped himself mid groan as well. Everything really was audible. Still, he had to blush. He was use to Anastasia’s antics but it seemed that no matter how used to it you got, everyone was still vulnerable… and everyone was still a victim so long as you had an ounce of shame in you. He was extremely easy to tease and fluster. Anastasia herself laid herself on top of a building, staring up at the big black hole in the sky. The higher up she got, the hotter it got. It was almost like a black sun. Small golden stars danced about in the twilight sky. As much as she didn’t like night (well she loved the sun), it sure was beautiful.

Anastasia was in her office as well. Often spending her drunken nights goofing off alone when Sozen sanctioned her. Shokubai-En was a priest.. but certainly an odd looking one. For one, he was quite handsome. Tall. About 6’0’’ exact. He didn’t have much muscle to him. He was mostly gaunt. Whatever he did have was covered in a large black clock with a white border and golden adornments. His shirt was slightly slack on him. Black as well with white borders. He wore two belts on his wait and a large golden cross around his neck. He had silver shoulder guards with a crimson cross on it, plain black pants and black shoes. He wore a pair of white gloves; kept in pristine condition.

He could’ve been a male Anastasia in someways; sharing some similar traits in appearance. His hair was long and white; tied in a low ponytail with a black ribbon. His fringe slightly unruly and framing his face. His skin was as pale as his wielder. It was as if he’d never seen sun or spent his time under a cave and his eyes? His eyes were different than Ana’s. They were this deep azure blue.. but they were dull. A single angel’s white wing extended from his back. It felt amazing to stretch. It wasn’t like he couldn’t do this in his own inner world.. but being out here? Very nice.

“Shoku-chan. I want you to enjoy your freedom! What do I say everyday?” He blinked confusedly for a moment before speaking. “I’ll drink til’ I can’t drink no more?” His voice was questioning and annoyed that she’d even said such an embarrassing thing in the first place. Anastasia sighed. “N-No…” she said simply. Okay. She did say that but what she wanted him to know most of all is to have fun. Shokubai’s idea of fun was quite different but it’s advice he’ll consider using. He held his weapon, a black mineralized pole with a bladed tip, firmly within his grasp and left the office.

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{Shokubai's Appearance}

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{Stats and Abilities}Strength - 40 Points

Speed - 260 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 320 Points (480)

Reiatsu Strength - 260 Points (390)

Light Aura - 70 Points

Dark Aura - 30 Points

Instinct - 100 (65) Points

Senses - 100 (65) Points

Energy sensory - 20 (10) Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 1100 Points



Skills


-Add more if necessary

To add more, use [Insert Skill #X Here] {Insert Level Here}

• [♣] Weapons : Nagamaki {3}
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• [♣] Battle Analysis {3}
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• [♣] Pain Tolerance {2}
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• [♣] Martial Arts: Kali {2}
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• [♣] Charisma {2}
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• [♣] Illusion Resist {1}
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• [♣] Heat Tolerance {2}

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The Seiretei was in complete shambles. The free zanpakutous were enjoying their freedom by partying, having fun, and wanton destruction; granted, a normal night for some soul reapers, but most would be completely unused to it. Particularly so the spirits. Used to the relative solitude of their inner worlds, some went absolutely insane from the new sensations and freedom, while others avoided everything while they could.

Even for the higher level officers, ones who nay or may not have been manifested, it would be disconcerting. The sound of screaming and partying was filling the soul society to the brim like some kind of macabre soup. Freed souls were running everywhere, either running to get someplace or running from any one of the maruading gangs taking advantage of their new physical bodies.

Over in the Kido Corps, the spirit that once resided within Kyomei Kuchiki would barely be 'alive' long enough to register the color of the walls before a creature blasted through the wall in an explosion of dust. It was obviously large, as a fifteen foot shadow was visible through the cloud of dust and debris it brought with it. Sniffing sounds, as if the creature was searching for something, accompanied its shaggy head swinging towards the spirit.

Then it approached.

It looked like a minotaur from legend. A large bulls head sat atop an ape like body, covered in long matted fur, once brown. Its body ended in cloven hooves and a long, whip-like tail. Two large horns curled from its head. It swung its beady eyes towards the creature, what little intelligence it possessed deciding whether or not to attack. Its nostrils flared briefly, then it charged, opening its mouth in a mammal-like roar.

Meanwhile, Kaimimaru opened her eyes to a scene of ... Well, not quite destruction in the traditional sense. A large bonfire had been erected in the center of the courtyard, made of what looked like parts of the nearest buildings. Spirits, of all kinds of descriptions, were dancing around the fire. Their powers were wreaking havoc, fire and ice waging a war while rocks rained from the sky.

Then a spirit approached her. A rather attractive one too. Tell and muscled he was bare except for a thin pair of pants. He carried on his shoulder a large sledgehammer with an ease and confidence that made it obvious he was familiar with its use. A carefree smile was on his face.

"Hey. You don't look like one of the other idiots around here. Who's your owner?" He had a very nice voice, rich and full of character. It was obvious he was asking out of curiosity. He smiled wider at her, and a wink. "I'm Noroa, pleasures mine." he offered his hand, rough and calloused. A very manly hand. He most certainly didn't appear to want to hurt them, and he was offering help. Would the spirit take Noroas help?

Mai woke up to a different sort of dance. Hers was a dance of violence. The Squad One Barracks were in complete shambles, what few spirits that remained slaughtered. And that begged the question; what would happen to the masters of those spirits? The bodies were dead, but the spirits remained in this form; they didn't retreat back into their inner worlds. What exactly was this fog?

She wouldn't have much time to contemplate it, if she did; or, really, get her bearings. Suddenly an explosion shattered the night, coming from place inches from her left. Dirt showered her, but otherwise, she was unharmed. "Missed! Missed missed missed! Kekekeke!" A creature suddenly jumped from one of the ruined walls. T really was an ugly creature, with green skin and a flat of paper covering its face. Wicked claws extended from its elongated arms. It supported itself on frog-like feet.

"Kekekeke! You're a pretty one! Very pretty!" Its hands rose to form a rectangle, as if seeing how she'd look through a camera. "Too pretty! You're fake! Fake fake fake!" It rushed at her. It was rather ridiculous, flapping along like ... Well, like a running frog. Still, it was a zanpakutou spirit, and was bound to have a couple of tricks up its ... Well, not sleeves. Scales, maybe.

When Shoku came too, he noticed he was alone. -wip